I Saw An Advertisement In My Local Newspaper About A ‘Human Library’
The twisted gleam of enjoyment in his eyes made me shiver uncontrollably.
The twisted gleam of enjoyment in his eyes made me shiver uncontrollably.
I should have known when the squad car pulled into the run-down police station that something wasn’t quite right.
They say writing about your trauma can help the healing process move forward.
My grandma died when I was quite young.
I was the only survivor.
I couldn’t take the calls any more. I just couldn’t take knowing. There was nothing I could do to stop them from coming through; I had to put an end to it.
The first time I saw it, it was sitting near my bathtub, encircled by a crown of melted wax.
I stood motionless in front of the fog-coated door while my brain tried to process what I was seeing.
This is going to sound like farce, but ever since I suffered a concussion last summer, I’ve been hearing a live studio audience around me 24/7. The doctors reassured me they were merely auditory hallucinations brought on by the bump to my noggin, and that they’d eventually go away on their own once my brain healed. It was actually kind of funny at first….