Her’s was the one on the edge. The big, dark house on the edge of the cliff. Alone at the [...]

It’s in the way you walk. If you walk with purpose and intent, they’ll never know. [...]

He told me to wait here but I’ve never been very good at waiting. My head gets all scrambled [...]

Don’t believe what they tell you about him. It’s true, but don’t believe it. [...]

Our town isn’t what it seems. It’s the thing everyone here knows but no one talks about. We don’t need to talk about it. Words [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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. [...]

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 [...]

I Never Talked To Him About It. I was too–what’s the word? Blindsided? Shocked? Bewildered?–scared out of my fucking mind, [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

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 [...]

Let me tell you about dead bodies. Real dead bodies, not ones you imagine–or ones you were led to believe you imagined. Dead bodies are [...]

The sand was like raw ice on the bottom of my feet. When did I take my shoes off? I remember thinking. My second absent thought was why the sand [...]

Memories are real shit. When they’re all you’ve got going for you. All you’ve got to pin-point, to connect the dots to, to make [...]

I Didn’t Have The Heart To Tell Him. How could I? Who would have the heart to tell someone that their old man was dead. That you were the [...]

Have you ever gotten a real bad sunburn? Like I mean hysterically bad. One that makes your flesh bubble like its made of puddy? One that causes [...]