by Chris Bedell serpeblu/Shutterstock Trying to kill me was a new low for Horatio since I could have died in the fire. Although there was no way he set fire to the shed. He might have been demented.… Continue Reading
By Chris Bedell serpeblu/Shutterstock I whirled around when someone tapped my back the following morning at my locker. It was Steven. “What do you want?” I asked. He pressed his arms together. “We need to talk.” “Fine. Tell… Continue Reading
By Jack Bryson In the spirit of wild and baseless speculation, I offer a few of these predictions: In the future the weather is more extreme. Winters are really cold -polar; hurricanes devastate the gulf region and the Atlantic… Continue Reading