Tag Archives: Ghost story

Centerville (part 1 of 2) “Shut up, you’re not real.” “Oh, I’m real, Lizzie. You just can’t see me… yet.” His bedroom name for me, our secret. The sheets drop from my trembling fingers. “Stay away from Sarah.” “You know … Continue reading →

If the lake doesn’t freeze tonight, sunrise will be ugly. We went out on the lake despite all the warnings. We went out for one thing─ food. It’s amazing at how fast the weather changed, like once the oven heated … Continue reading →