One of the many slogans at the Women’s March on Washington read, “You Matter.” Women are standing up for the bodies, their rights, and their needs but the journey starts at home. The powerful Read more [...]
Aaron went to the other side of her bed, putting the back of his hand to her forehead before letting it fall back to his side. “You’re looking excellent, and you feel good, as well.” His touch Read more [...]
Carly tried to focus on what she could see rather than what she felt. The woman had long, silver-streaked black hair which fell loosely down her back. Small wrinkles near the corners of her eyes did Read more [...]
The breath intensifies on my neck. Hands grip my shoulders, and my eyes jerk open in horror. I’m too terrified to look at whatever is behind me.
Hello, my pretty pet,
I knew you were awake.
You Read more [...]
I hung up and returned to the newspaper, which by now lay under Churchill’s fluffy white body. It read:
A twenty-year-old coed was stabbed to death in her backyard on West Rutherford Street, one Read more [...]