The Parisian

What would happen If I let the wind guide me and I fell deep into the waters? An elderly man was walking along the pier, gazing out into the water. Surely he would save me. I pictured the water piercing my skin, the ice cold current digging thousands of tiny blades in my body.

Anesthesia & Arbitrary Apparations

I woke to the sound of mechanical beeping. Lights flashed around me as I opened my eyes. Slowly coming into focus, I noted the beige wall and glanced upwards toward the ceiling. I was laying in a hospital bed.

Disciple of the damned.

Within our lives, we are continuously basing our actions off of the opinion or guidance of others. As children we are told what to do with the hope of us all growing up to be strong and obedient citizens of society. It has been shown that with a lack of guidance in our lives, we…