A Familiar Stranger

A familiar silence in the room. A familiar chillness in the air. I couldn’t hear anything except for the clock ticking. My hands and feet sweating cold. A presence of someone or something I did feel, in the darkest lonely corner of my room. All I could see was two small marble spheres, shining and…

War of the Monsters

Confused and discouraged, he walked his way home with bloodied face and torn shirt, abandoned by his guys, he called friends. No one stepped up to save him. None to stop him either. The fight ensued as planned by the seniors, which saw a monster emerge from his slumber. The result was quite the opposite…