Short Story: The Pact

She watched her boyfriend Peter push the door open and walk into his best friend John’s house. The door was slightly ajar which made her stomach feel hollow. Remembering the haunting and creepy texts he had sent Peter earlier and now finding the door open at three in the morning didn’t give her any comfort... Continue Reading →

Failure

The bright midday light made him squint. He walked through the dry and silent forest and couldn’t hear a single leaf rustle. He must be far enough away from anyone by now, he thought. He stopped, closed his eyes and finally let the weight of all that he could not handle bear down on his... Continue Reading →

How To Create A Monster

They didn’t just beat her; they tortured her. Those that raised her, if they can even be called parents, looked more like beasts than they did humans. It wasn’t so much their fangs, sharp claws or overly muscled limbs that made them scary; it was their eyes. Eyes like empty black wells. Eyes that when... Continue Reading →

Lucid

A soft breeze skimmed across the open field and brushed the man’s skin. Mosquitos and other insects took advantage of the isolated man standing alone in the middle of the field. He offered no reaction to the wind or the insects that now occupied much of his exposed skin. He was rigid and staring at... Continue Reading →

The Many Man

The man picks up his knife and opens the box. With little care he empties the contents onto the desk in front of him. He organises the contents, puts a price on them and then takes them out to display in the front room of the shop.The man then, with the slouch of someone who... Continue Reading →

We Are Nothing But Our Memories

Without memory a person cannot act like the person they consistently seem to be. Our actions are anchored in our past experiences that are in our memory. There is no I, no Sam, that is consistently carried from one moment to next or from childhood to adulthood. There is an idea of Sam that is based on the memories and... Continue Reading →

You Do Not Know When You Are Biased

It is very difficult for us to tell when we are likely to favour one way of looking at things or when we favour one type of information over another. For example, take the fact that many people have similarly described spiritual experiences regardless of their religion. Muslims, Christians, Buddhists and even Atheists alike have... Continue Reading →

On Suicide and Religion

The first time I thought about killing myself I was eight years old. We were at a small church gathering and the topic was Hell. It’s hard to remember clearly but I do remember two things: crippling fear and a conversation with a preacher. While my mother was talking with the preacher she held my... Continue Reading →

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