Category: Short Story

Jessica is so desperate for help she’s willing to pay real money to a psychic, even though she thinks all psychics are a scam.

First, I can’t get on social media. Now I can’t even watch TV? That’s the last straw. This ghost has got to go.

Worst hitchhiker ever. And just when you think you’re rid of her, it turns out she was right behind you the whole time …

Facing Addie’s parents isn’t easy, but when mom says you gotta do something, you do it. Even if it makes you face consequences.

Addie’s death has made her a martyr, and therefore can’t possibly have done anything wrong. So where does that leave me?

The meeting with the principal could have gone better and now even my mom is getting on my back about this whole mess.

I try to remember what my dad said about acting contrite while I’m meeting with the principal, but wouldn’t that be admitting guilt?

There used to be a rule that you shouldn’t break up with someone on a phone call, but who even does phone calls anymore?

My dad hates me, I’m banned from social media, my nemesis is haunting me, and now my favorite mug is broken.

Even my dad doesn’t know what to say to me after all this. This couldn’t mean I’m a bad person … could it?