I remember it was the year that I finally won the lawsuit that I had filed four years ago.  It was a very sizable amount of money and to celebrate I quit my job. I then contacted my stunning model friend and asked if her numerous offers to visit and stay with her in Fort Lauderdale were still good, and they were. To this day there are still people that believe that we were having sex. No one wanted to believe that we were...

I hear the voices in my headThey speak to me, wishing me deadA gun, a knife, or even some ropeBecause this life I live, is growing hard to copePain and suffering, torture and guiltCrimson tears, that I have spiltWaterfalls falling, from within my eyesOf wishes to be different, a human disguiseThey scream at me, voices so loudImpossible to hear my own, from inside the crowdMan, woman and child, they're all the sameThrough...

This housewife was a bit depressed Voices told her to check the roast She now seemed to be possessed Led to her kitchen by a demon ghost She was told to take a bite Voices told her not to stop The voices seemed a bit uptight The roast was soaking in beef stock She ate that roast in one sitting Her stomach was bulging out Her skirt would need a fitting Those voices started to shout She ate that roast and left the bone Spir...

It’s a demon, he thought. It has to be. For the past week, he had had migraine-like headaches which he believed was a supernatural occurrence. This spirit had gained entry to his mind, and now it wanted to get out, but it couldn’t, so banged away at his skull in an attempt to find an exit, rather like a spider in a bath, unaware of the plughole from which it came. He took all the pills he could without overdosing, but the...

You believe me if I told you a story, Of a girl who was so lonely, She would break her own heart To keep from falling in love.You might think this strange, Maybe she is deranged, Purposely keeping everyone away, Even those she trusts.It seems so clear some, She doesn't like anyone, So she becomes a burden Upon her own heart.Such a black and white case, They assume in haste, With the real problem clear, She can't get past...

John.....the Ghost ch 1Jimmy Seemore awakes early Saturday morning. He goes to the kitchen where his Mom, Sara prepares breakfast.Jimmy is ten years old and has done very well in school this year and is looking forward to his first job this summer. He has promised the Blakes next door that he will watch over their house, mow their yard and care for their big dog Jake. Jake is a big chocolate Lab, he and Timmy have practic...

I can hear them chanting my name, Snickering, whispering, mocking. They remind me of everything I have done. I cannot block them out or get them to stop. They repeat those same old words. You're to blame, you're at fault. I think I know when they appeared or started to. Possibly, because of the girl I once called my best friend. Wasn't it because I didn't want to be team captain, Or the fact I refused to pick anyone not e...

The flicker of a candle’s glow brightens the darkest caverns, illuminating gloomy passages, casting shadows upon the walls of the hand, that shields it’s flame from gusty breezes. Providing a warm ambiance, carrying the bearer forward, guiding their way home, out from the darkness, returning them into the light, silencing menacing voices. Inspired by one of Stories Spaces own. Her name (candle_in_the_wind) her work brings...

Thought I heard my nameTurned aroundNo one thereStill I wonder to myselfWho called me?Was it the wind I heard?I know you called meClosed my eyesThere it is againVery soft whispers in the windI ask my friendDo you hear it?No, was all you saidThe voice in the windWho is that calling to me?You don't know me?I know you well, I live in your heartIn your mindJust a whisper in the windWhere are you, my love?You call out my name,...