Stories by: eldawson

AUGUST The sun rose over the forest to reveal an old broken down farmhouse.  The white paint was faded and chipping off, as well as the once green shutters hanging by one nail. The holey screen door was lying on …

Gina Graves opened her eyes. Her blinds were closed, and curtains were drawn. Total darkness surrounded her, except for the numerals of the alarm clock on the stand next to her bed. It was 5 pm and the door bell …

The frontal edge of the worst storm to hit the small town since that fateful night back in 1992 had arrived. The thunder clasped and the stoplights swung to and fro as the townspeople ran to secure their belongings. Jackson …

The ten-year-old girl in the purple pajamas sat on the couch with her father engrossed in a musical. They were watching “Scrooge”, just as they did every year on Christmas Eve. The popcorn was on the coffee table, as was …

I had just eaten my last meal, and to tell the truth the prison kitchen had out done themselves.  I had a rib-eye steak, cooked medium well, baked potato, salad with low fat Italian dressing.  Even when you’re being put …