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I close the apartment door behind me. “I’m h—” Shane and Theresa are making out on the royal blue sofa that sits in the m..

I’m sitting in Ms. Rogers’ office again. Should I tell her about those skeleton people I saw? I doubt this, but she might know somethin..

It’s been four months since Roy found out that he was going to die, and his condition has gotten worse and worse. I’m sitting in his ro..

“Wait,” I say. “Before you bind me, can I ask something?” Andrea gives an impatient huff. “Yes?” “How..

I sit up sharply, gasping for breath. Where am I? I look around frantically, observing my surroundings. I’m sitting on a clear, glass platfor..

So glad that that’s over. After sitting through another long and boring process of the strange Raven telling us our addresses, we loaded up a..

Never say Never again on that pleasant day Of darkness and demise When the world would never end What do you say? To those who ask, What’s..