My first thought was that It had a gun. That It was shooting at me, trying to stop me from running away or whatever it would have thought I was doing. I had this whole story balloon in my head; [...]
Fourth of July. I don’t know about where you grew up but in Brody Creek the fourth of July is bigger than Christmas. Red, white and puke everywhere. Not literal puke–well, some of [...]
Here’s the thing about Brody Creek. It actually is a really nice place to hole up in for a couple months in the summer. Our lake is one of the better ones, within a five hundred mile [...]
I Never Talked To Him About It. I was too–what’s the word? Blindsided? Shocked? Bewildered?–scared out of my fucking mind, pardon my french. He walked away, alone. I assumed he [...]
Have you ever felt like you were dreaming when you were awake? Like things that should line up don’t? Little things like a raven flies by and lands on a telephone wire, you know this [...]
They didn’t tell us we had to stay behind. I suppose they figured we wouldn’t want to follow. That’s where they were wrong. There was something about It that made you [...]
I never looked back. I don’t know exactly what he saw but I knew in that moment of blind terror, running away from that Thing, that nothing would ever be the same again. Our feet [...]
Deakin Holt was the first person I saw. Under ordinary circumstances he wouldn’t have been caught dead talking to me but I guess the mint green shade of my skin made him forget just how big [...]
I was eight but I lied and told everyone I was nine. Not that anyone from Brody Creek believed me since my age was like a fiery cross I had no choice but to tote around for eternity, alas. It [...]
In the grand scheme of things, I wasn’t born that long ago. In the grand scheme of things, I am barely alive. In relation to the first thing born here, twenty three years is like a blink of [...]