Category: Strange Tales

Rope

Jay was a normal kid. An absolutely, completely normal kid. I’m not sure why that happened… but I do know, the day we learned that Jay Martin was found strung up in a fucking oak tree in the park, the entire neighborhood wept. Jay made average grades, played trumpet in the band, and had average looks—absolutely nothing about him was special. Nothing really made him a target. He was just a genuinely nice kid. I’m […]

The Last Tale of a Grandmother

Right now, I’m 81 years old, and had to ask my granddaughter for help to write this down. You see, I have a confession before I go. My name is Emma, and I had a sister named Elisabeth. Having been born only one year apart, we were really close, and looked very alike. One could say we were fraternal twins. Me and Lisa had always been the best of friends. We shared everything. We slept […]