The Nature of the Weak by Marylinn S. Grimm

The rain drummed against the windowpane with the monotony of a prison guard.

The Last Exhibit by yaxxsu

The Museum of Fine Arts smelled like dust and old money

Coins by Alyona Chernysh

The house on 192nd Street in Hollis, Queens,

A Maiden's Ghost or a Story of Guilt and Revenge by Sophia Osadcha

The mansion has changed drastically since Lord Godwin last visited it in his youth.

The Disappearance at the Bus Stop by Sophia Kovalchuk

The October wind blew cold, blowing dead leaves across the cracked street.

Shadows on Oak Street by M.V.

Oak Street was always quiet.

Lights in the Dark by Alisa Chazova

Gray eyes tried to hide from direct light

Love Story by Maria Romaniuk

His glistening bald head,

The Vase by Mr. Peanut

 The first thing Barbie saw upon opening the front door was my glare.

Yellow by A.

“Hi, I’m sorry for breaking our agreement