By Maurlucuar Alethia Belleque I sit, mourning a fuzzy yellow hamster-shaped hole in my heart as I stare at the open hamster cage and the perfectly straight line of untouched poop between the cage and my bedroom door. Three weeks later, I continue to hear noises in the walls.

By Kylen Johnson “Trick or Treat?!” I have king-sized candy bars in the back, come on in and pick what you want.

By Brayden Bluse I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I thought it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror.

By Maxwell J Hyland In the immortal words of Johnathan the Consumer. We all economy eventually.

By Dylan Manderlink “Looks like you’re ready for Halloween – that’s quite the realistic skeleton you have up there”, the electrician said climbing down the attic ladder. “I’ve never been up there. I just moved in…” 

By Joe The stranger was seriously stinky and my gag reflex kicked in. He glared and said, “Eat my shorts!”, and at the thought, I died.

By Kevin Jones The gumbo was authentic; Disney said so.  Why was there quinoa in it?

By Scott Graves She laughed and cried with joy as her dog smothered her with kisses. A week later she frenzied with fear as her face swelled, red and  puffy, with maggots oozing out of her nostrils and tear ducts.

“This is the police you can come out now, the intruder is gone,” the man’s voice said from behind my locked bathroom door. I was relieved until I remember that I hadn’t had time to call the cops.

By Gwyneth Geiger My food bowl is empty. I starved.