April : Writing

Imaginary

Imaginary

A Story by April


I knew something was wrong. I just knew. The house was too still, the windows all dark. Hesitating for a moment, I slotted my key in the door. It o..
Brian

Brian

A Story by April


The day was blank, cold and clear, the sky an empty white space. The kind of day he didn't like. The silence made him feel numb, made his head th..