Category: Weapon

  • In The Quietness

    I’m drunk again, shit. What became of me, my hopes, my dreams, my life. This world drives me crazy, I’ve worked hard for thirty goddamn years. For thirty years of my life, I have been a good boy smiling and being polite, holding the door open, and allowing others to…

  • Unblooded

    Emma walks home at a steady pace hours after the study hall closes. A brush of orange paints the skyline as the sun is slowly gets dimmer. The only noise coming from her ear buds and whisking her away from the world. The man looms in the shadows and sees…