By Manya Montanelli A bus driver from a tourist company picked me up at the airport. A few hours later, he forced me inside an abandoned shack in the woods.

By Natalie Carig I woke up in the middle of the night to my first child kicking in the womb. I then realized she had passed away three years ago due to a stillbirth.

By Violet Yeaton I heard the clang of dishes of breakfast being prepared in the kitchen. Excited, I ran downstairs to find no one was there.

By Sara Hinojosa I heard my mother call me from the kitchen. As I walked in her direction to respond, I heard the same voice whisper from the other side of her closed bedroom door: “Don’t go over there, I heard it too.”