So welcome to today's channel. We will be investigating the strange sights at Tokyo. We have a special guest tonight: Romeo Lucci!

I stare out in to the city, knowing this could go terribly wrong. Getting ready to jump off the plane, I have no fear I was taught not to. The light turns red and the pilot gives me a thumbs up to go...

She wondered what life was like under the living room table.

Hiding out in the cosy attic the wind howling outside. Maren

The night I set fire to Mr. Wallace’s barn, there was no moon at all…

Carter ran up and down the grocery store aisles frantically. "Come on, come on, where is it?" He muttered under his breath.

The trees bent aside in spite of the forest as Zombiefoot strode out from the darkness and that was only Monday!

He only liked wearing socks when they were full of holes.

When she touched the gold earrings, they turned silver.

The flashlight flickered, then the cave was engulfed in darkness. A chill ran down her spine as she strained to hear any sound in the deafening silence.

The man risked his life for a bag of pretzels.

I am a horse, almost 15 years old now. A human, previously. I remember how my human life ended yet do not recall my early years as a foal. I think in English though I can only verbalise using whinnies and snorts. This sounds ridiculous, but I have recently discovered that I can

devil beautiful round gray guinea pig hoisted Jaden detective

I was on my way to the shop when I first heard a high, eerie, beautiful sound. At first I thought it was a bird, then an instrument. As the sound developed into a tune, I realized it was a voice. I was frozen in my tracks on the sidewalk. I couldn’t do anything but listen.

It had taken years of work, over a decade of evenings and weekends and spare hours. His attic studio was littered with failures, attempts, and spare parts. He had finally built it: the hologram zipper! Now he just needed

I was a man who had written many stories, but had not a single finished story. A fault that brought me down more than I’d like to admit.

Vash and Cassidy, vash died while bounty hunting and Cassidy thought he just left and they knew each other for 1 and a half years before vash died

Ivy was just your average teenager who just couldn’t catch a break. She wanted to become this outgoing girl but she was too shy until she met (YC.) which caused her to become more than out going. “God I just want to be noticed by someone.” She spoke softly to no one in particular

Real love is flying a box of Costco croissants halfway across the country for someone.

She kept her 3 favorite things lined up on the shelf above her bed - but as she looked at them now, she realized one was missing.

The cliff rose up, forbidding and brutal, and it was as if it had been waiting for me.

He was a man of many words - except for this time.

The fastest way to become ostracized by society is to care about other people. Case in point--I wear a respirator everywhere I go because in spite of everyone's massive denial, a pandemic is still happening, and people are continuing to get sick & disabled. Now everyone avoids me

Barry Gibb paced in BGHQ. “It’s not fair! We, as The Bee Gees, have been saving lives with our music for 50 years now. But those Beach Boys do it once and get all the glory!” Maurice put a hand on his shoulder, saying “take it easy, brother. It’s not about the press.”

Until, well, the studio audience fell down. So did the host. And the floor, and then it was over. Where was I? A sign was in front of me, that was for sure. “Welcome to the Void. Terrible name, I know, considering you are in a room right now. I’m just the copy editor!”

I’d never felt so embarrassed in my life. I knew I should’ve lied.

Lucy’s family lived by one rule. NEVER STOP BEING HAPPY.

“I suspected this,” muttered he, gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles whitening and his mind becoming more troubled with each passing moment of this infuriating scenery.

I got up, dazed and confused. I looked around. I saw an angel to the left, and a cloud on the ground. I was sitting on a golden throne. "Who am I?" I asked the angel. The angel panicked. "What--what do you mean, my Lord?" "I don't know who I am." The angel gulped. "You are God."

The whole family gathered around the fire for our seasonal burning of dried cornstalk. While my brothers and sisters were captivated by the swirling glow, my eyes were captured by the sky. Beyond the field of golden rye, a buzzard circled the pasture.