The moment she died, she saw a light. At first, she assumed this was God, but as her eyesight slowly cleared, she recognized the object as a simple lamp. Because the light was straining her eyes, she turned her head to the other side. It was then that she realized that she wasn’t floating in…

Dear me, my name is Luther. And this is the first and last entry in my mandated journal assigned to me by my psychiatrist. I’m also going to burn it right afterward because it’s evidence I killed my psychiatrist. Why bother writing it in the first place then? Well, I was always told it’s a…

You know what hurts the most? It wasn’t when you complimented my smile. Just a simple invasion of privacy, one I thought I must simply deal with not to cause a scene. It wasn’t when you laid a finger upon me, my heartbeat quickening and trying to find any escape from the possibilities entering my…