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Teeth

Matthew’s mouth was bloody and disgusting. He was cursed. On the very first day of his life, the doctor gave him to his mother after a hard delivery, and to her surprise, she found he already had a teeny tiny tooth. Her surprise was soon followed by disgust at how very ugly the tooth was. As well as all the others to follow. She made Matthew brush five, sometimes six, times a day. She made him floss and gargle with mouthwash. She routinely plagued the neighborhood dentist with checkups and cleanings. But there was no use. Matthew’s teeth were always crooked and discolored. Always bleeding and infected.  After many years of teasing by others in school, and even more years of study, Matthew graduated from college. He was very talented and quickly rose to the top of his field. Despite his appearance, he found he was very well respected and soon also found himself a very rich man. Still, the shame of his unsightly appearance followed him and he spent most of his days feeling very lonel...

A Babysitting Job

“I can see your child through the window,” the voice on the phone said. “He’ll be dead before you’re home.” The phone cut out and Ben immediately dialed 911. “It’s probably just a prank but we’ll send someone by.” the dispatcher said. “Thank you, officer.” Ben hung up and several minutes later the phone rang again. “Mr. Sunders… I just wanted to let you know that we checked it out. Everything is fine. We spoke with the babysitter and all is well.” “Thank you so much. I hate that I wasted your time, officer.” “No problem at all. It was on my way home and the sitter seemed like a nice fella.” “Did you speak with Jordan?” “Yes sir. We talked to him. Good guy.” “Officer Can you please go back to my house right now. I’m on my way there.” “Mr. Sunders like I said we checked every...” “Jordan is a female, officer. Whoever you spoke to wasn’t her.” Ben rushed towards his house dialing Jordan’s cell repeatedly, each time getting voicemail. He slammed on the brakes in front of his house just mis...

Someone

There's someone in my house. I heard a window break and my front door creak open. Then the sounds of footsteps slowly entering. I can hear them right now shuffling through my home in the darkness. I'm trying to stay silent. Trying to slow my breathing. Maybe they'll go away. Maybe I can hide here in my room. Maybe it will all be ok. The footsteps continue up the stairs and I realize that's not going to happen. The sounds draw closer with every second until they pause in front of my bedroom door. Someone’s in my room. A filthy woman dressed in dirty tattered clothes. Her muddy boots leave footprints on the hardwood floor. I lie in my bed in shock and watch her slowly ease further through the threshold. Somehow, she seems so familiar. I don’t know her, but she resembles someone I do. Her eyes lock onto mine. I lay lifeless staring back gripped in terror. She says nothing and turns her attention to the vanity in the corner of the room. The woman sits down and stares into t...