by Gabrielle The babysitter called the parents to ask if she could cover up the creepy clown statue standing in the hallway. “Call 911,” the parents shouted into the phone. “We don’t own a clown statue!” In that moment, the … Continue reading →

by Gabrielle As I walk reluctantly into Cafe 5:48, an odd smell assaults my senses. A mixture of musk, grease, and bleach brings a slight watering to my eyes, but the growling of my stomach urges me towards a booth. … Continue reading →

  by Cruz “Ring-a-ding-ding” goes the sound of the bell hanging on the rusty handle as I open the door of this old café. The sudden dark of the room makes my eyes take a few seconds to adjust. I … Continue reading →

by Raven The inside of the bus was hot and dusty and had that bitter, stale smell only sweat has, though such a stench was to be expected with the sun beating down on everyone through the thick glass of … Continue reading →

by Mariana I like to think that honesty is the best policy in every situation. My petty little sister always chirped at me, like a too-talkative bird, that I was too honest about everything. Huh, as if she ever did … Continue reading →