God I hate my mom so much. She always breathing down my neck like she’s some god damn life coach.

When I graduated school and became a dentist, I badly needed change. School and training had been long and gruelling and I was tired of city life.

Dear son, You cannot come. I know the last time we talked over the phone, you discussed coming back to spend time with me before I “went away,” as you so awkwardly placed it.

A BITTER COLD blasted its way through the Northeast United States. The snow, already two inches thick became iced over and glazed to a slick, reflective surface.

Much like the details of his life, the cause and manner of John’s grandfather’s death had been a matter of much secrecy and speculation.

Okay, so you probably don’t even know this about me, because I never really talk about it. I mean, to this day, the memory still freaks me out.

I look down at my watch and see it’s just about to turn 1:00 am. Shoot, I think to myself. I need to get home. My mom is literally going to disown me.

Most people don’t realize how much power a Doctor really has.

He didn’t want to. He never did. He had to, regardless of what he wanted. It was like something else took over his body when he wasn’t looking. It was sneaky, elusive.

Hey there. The name’s Lauren and thanks for tuning in. This… is a story about me. Viewer discretion advised, this isn’t going to be a happy story…

I, Angela Obenauer, professor at Mount Adeth State University, being of competent and sound mind, hereby present my findings, on paper, into the deaths of Gregor Segal, Kyle Randolph, Tate McCain, Rhea Wilterman, and Destiny Wilterman.

It was late in the day. The night was sneaking in, cooling off the grass still warm from the summer sun. The air smelled sweet of lilacs and freshly mowed grass. Someone was grilling off in the distance.

The day that the worms finally came, Mya wasn’t surprised.

Did I ever tell you about the time I got Lucky? Lucky, my cat, that is. It was the summer after I’d graduated college – a particularly rough time for me in more ways than one.

They put me on The Ward today. That’s what they call it here. The ward of the hospital that they send all the ailing who aren’t about to get any better.

I, Keenan Theodore O’Sullivan V, am writing this to shed light on why I am about to do what I am about to do.  By the time you find this, it will be too late for spoken words.

My roommate just called me. The police arrested Madame Alberte.

Hi, um… If you’re listening to this then it means I’m… dead. Sorry, I- I know I just hate it when people try to sugar coat it- I mean, I get it.

Dear Diary, Today is a great day because I got you as a present for my birthday! After eating breakfast my parents let me open my presents and I got a diary, a ball, new shoes and a dolly. Can you believe they still think I play with dolls?

I’ve got it, let me just put it close to me now. You wanna make sure you get my voice pretty clear… Is uh this good?

They say ignorance is bliss. And I’ve never believed that more than now. I wish I could go back to the days of believing my life was normal.