I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, ‘Daddy, check for monsters under my bed.’ I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed staring back at me quivering and whispering, ‘Daddy, there’s somebody on my bed.’
You get home, tired after a long days work and ready for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light swtich, but another hand is already there.
I can’t move, breathe, speak, or hear, and it’s so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.
My daughter won’t stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesn’t help.
After working a hard day, I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child. I didn’t know which was more frightening, seeing my dead girlfriend and stillborn child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place them there.
There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.
My sister says that mommy killed her. Mommy says that I don’t have a sister.
Yesterday my parents told me I was too old for an imaginary friend and that I had to let her go. They found her body this morning.
For years we heard the little voices and footsteps of the ghost children in our old farmhouse, and we got used to them. Then one day they went quiet, which should have been our own cue to leave.
They celebrated the first successful cryogenic freezing. He had no way of letting them know he was still conscious.
The operation wasn’t successful in the traditional sense since my sight didn’t return, but it left me with the ability to distinguish heat signatures, at least. Three weeks have passed and I’m still not sure how to politely ask my best friend why he’s room temperature.
After so many years living alone in this large house I came to a startling revelation. In this time I had closed far more doors than I had opened.
The longer I wore it the more it grew on me. She had such pretty skin.
It sat on my shelf, with thoughtless porcelain eyes and the prettiest pink doll dress I could find. Why did she have to be born still?
Rock Hard \m/