Dear Little Me, Look girl.  We need to talk
HOW. COULD. YOU. TAKE. SLEEP. FOR. GRANTED. Remember when you used to fight naps like they were your mortal enemy?
"I'm not tired!" you said. "I wanna ...  [+]

The crows have been deserving of the picnic for twenty-three minutes straight. They came to one unanimous conclusion.  "Idiots," crowed the first crow. "Spectacular idiots," agreed the second. Below ...  [+]

Congratulations, you've been hired as the Night Server at 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓷'𝓼 restaurant in Brooklyn, New York.  Your shift begins sharply at 11:59 PM. Your job is simple. Stay until morning. Follow the ...  [+]

Once upon a time— Because that's how all disgustingly pretty lies began. Everyone who knows the tale of Little Red Riding Hood. They know the girl. The sweet smile, the bright eyes, and the iconic ...  [+]

Minji's POV:  Okay, so it's been ten years since the zombie apocalypse started. I was twelve when it happened, just doodling in my journal while my partner, Jun, droned on and on about our science ...  [+]

If you'd told me two weeks ago I'd be running from zombies in a golf cart, I would have laughed, flipped my $8.50/hour pay stub at you, and said, "Babe, I can't even afford a bus pass." But here we ...  [+]

March 3, 1982.  There was an urban legend of the shadow that smiles all wrong.  My mother used to tell it to me at night while sitting on the edge of my bed, the mattress dipping a little under he ...  [+]

     Year Two, The Day Before Thanksgiving, 5:01 PM
[The audio crackles to life, the sound of clattering dishes and faint footsteps is in the background.] "Ugh... Is this thing on?"   [A ...  [+]

[The stage goes FULL BLAST with flashing neon lights, a massive, cheese-shaped glittery sign reading What's Your Type?, and the crowd screaming like they just got free concert tickets. The camera ...  [+]