Short Story - Fear

A teenage boy unravels the mystery behind a series of killings and the role an ominous house played in them.

I can feel my eyes wandering up to my reflection. I feel like I shouldn’t look. I don’t know why. But now I’m staring at it. Something sinister lies behind its eyes. Behind my eyes. It reminds me of when I was young, and I tried to run away from my own shadow. Maybe it’s chasing me again, this time in mirrors. I wonder, sometimes, if it sees things I don’t, into places I’ve never visited, far beneath the flesh and under the bone, where nightmares live, away from where I can find them except in sleep. I could be a monster.

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Flash Fiction - Once Upon a Time

A boy follows his older brother's attempts to free a princess from a dragon in this satirized look at the fairytale genre.

I wasn’t surprised at all when he volunteered to rescue the Princess. I don’t think anyone was. Right away I knew I’d follow him, but not because I didn’t think he could rescue her. I caught a glimpse of the Princess, once, through a small gap in the procession of nobles fluttering around her. A scarlet dress held her slender body, around which all time seemed to freeze, for just that moment, as two jeweled irises glanced at me from a flawlessly formed face. I don’t know how long I stood there, locked in time, with everything still around me, afraid to blink as I watched those eyes. Samson could have anyone. He could have any girl he wanted. But he had to want her.

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