“Uhhhh…I can’t say that I’ve got a game strategy for this one, bro! Open to suggestions if you’ve got ’em!” Frye shouted as the three of us tried to concentrate on the immediate threats in front of us as well as the imminent threat coming up behind us! “We need a turn off! NOW!” I shouted. “The Chi isn’t built like that, Logan! We get our exits when we get ’em!” Sanchez hollered back. The giant truck behind us was steadily picking up speed, some of the cars in it’s path being rammed and turned backwards from the impact! Countless people getting hurt in the process. Looking in my rearview mirror, I saw the truck’s grill barreling down on us, and looked forward just in time to violently swerve to the left around a car that had suddenly flipped over on its side! Sanchez and Frye did their best to keep up, but everything was happening so fast that it was hard for us to concentrate. Looking ahead, I caughtContinue reading »

I rubbed my elbow some more as I moved around the basement. Dangit!!! I think I hit my funny bone or something when I fell, because my arm and my fingers feel all tingly and weird now. Plus, I got my good party shirt all dirty. I specifically picked this one out to look cool tonight, and that jerk made me ruin it by chasing me down here in this dusty farmer house trap thingy. Big butthole! This basement was super dirty and dark, but I didn’t even want to complain in the back of my mind. If nothing else, it was providing me some decent shelter from the awful bullies outside. I guess I should be grateful. Even if I was a little bit grumpy about it all. Why did Jason have to wreck everything? Was he really that insecure and jealous that people actually LIKED me and wanted to talk to me instead of him? I’ll bet he was. I’ll just bet he gets his stomach all tiedContinue reading »

I can feel his eyes on me again. I don’t know why…but he just stares at me sometimes. Jayce, I mean. He never used to do that. Not until a couple of weeks ago, that is. The 8th grade is difficult enough to handle without having some other boy literally gawking at you for 85% of your class period. I don’t know why he’s become so interested in me all of a sudden. It doesn’t make much sense. It’s not like we’re friends or anything. Sure, we know each other well enough to recognize one another’s faces in the school hallways. I mean…if he snatched some lady’s purse on the street, and the cops asked me to pick him out of a criminal line up, I could do so with no problem. But outside of that? Jayce and I were just ‘classmates’. A connection that was more attributed to chance scheduling than any kind of common interest. Then we were paired up to do a class project together. It wasContinue reading »

Over the years, there has been a true sense of love and unquestionable loyalty from the fans when it came to the “Billy Chase” series! The personal ‘diary’ format was something new and different for me, as well as a challenge to most readers in the beginning. It was an audience that didn’t really want to read a story that was told in that style at the time, so they avoided it like the plague despite its long run and many dedicated chapters over the years, updated on an almost weekly basis as the site’s personal ‘soap opera’. But as more and more people discovered the storyline and fell in love with the characters, it finally gained the popularity that I had been hoping for, but could NEVER predict ahead of time! And that fanbase grew even bigger when it came to the re-edited ebooks on Amazon.com! It found a whole new life there as the refurbished chapters brought the “Billy Chase” character and all of his friends into theContinue reading »

The Portals By Binneyan Smith Chapter 8 Older Jerry’s words still echoed in my head… “We have to talk to you about time travel and what it’s doing to you.” “Wh-What it’s doing to us?” Danny asked. He looked as nervous as I felt. “What is it doing to us?” I asked. “Calm down!” Older Danny said. “Nothing bad has happened yet, we just have to let you know what the rules are. If you’re afraid now, that’s probably good. It’s gonna help you to stay on top of things.” Older Danny walked over to the sink and looked around, as if he had misplaced something. “Oh yeah,” he said, “You guys don’t drink coffee yet, so you don’t have a coffee pot. I guess we can have Cokes.” Then he opened the fridge and took out four cans. Carrying them over to the table, he placed them in the center. Grabbing one, he sat down. Older Jerry did likewise, so Danny and I did the same. Once we wereContinue reading »

So, you’ve finally done it! You’ve written your masterpiece! You took the time, you put in the hard work, you lost the appropriate amount of sleep, you’ve done all you could to rub the severe ache out of your sore and tired fingers! It’s finished! Your project! Your baby! Yay! Hold it up to the sky like Simba in “The Lion King” and beam with all the pride you deserve! You’ve earned it! Now… I want you to take that healthy piece of work, give it a loving kiss… and then start HACKING IT TO PIECES!!! Fingers, toes, arms, legs… it’s time to butcher your creation and hope for the best. Such is the plight of the internet author. Or any author, for that matter. It can really suck sometimes, but if you want your story to be as potent and as effective as you’re hoping it will be… then sacrifices must be made. So make them, we shall. Hopefully, this article will help you to trim some of theContinue reading »

“Ungh…ungh…mmmm…yeah…mmm…ungh…” For someone who was so hesitant in the beginning, so unbelievably nervous and emotionally repressed about wanting to fuck me… this guy certainly took a great deal of enjoyment out of penetrating me once I talked him into it. Gus was a year older than I was. Seventeen, going on ‘porn star’. I had seen him around Hillside High before. He was pretty much a reject in this place. Quiet, withdrawn, socially awkward… hardly the kind of guy that was up for being Homecoming King at any point during the year. I mean… he was a nerd. It’s ok to be a nerd, but he was the creepy kind of nerd. Not the cool, acceptable, geeks with a comic book, Star Wars, video game, list of fetishes and obsessions. He was more like the ‘most likely to become a serial killer after graduation’ type. Just saying. You can’t spend that much time in a corner by yourself without having a few crazy ideas popping into your head about fuckingContinue reading »

1- Every time you go to the gas station to fill your car up… you may be putting your LIFE at risk! While most people are aware of the dangers of leaving the car running or smoking around the gas pump, there is a third precaution that is clearly detailed on the pump that no one pays attention to. You are actually supposed to touch both of your hands to a metal surface before filling up your car to rid yourself of any possible built up static electricity. While this rule goes highly unnoticed, the slightest accidental spark could cause the gas fumes to ignite, setting both you AND your car on fire! So… remember that! 😛 2- In the Destiny’s Child “Say My Name” music video… TWO of those girls were actually no longer a part of the group! They started off with four members, including Beyoncé and Kelly Rowland. Then two were fired from the group without even knowing it until after the video had already been shot,Continue reading »

—— Thursday —— My Dad and I needed a break after yesterday so we went to the Round Table Pizza at the mall. We had pizza and he had a beer. Not piss warm though. He wouldn’t get me any though. 🙁 LOL We walked around the mall and did a little window shopping. Dad must have a shoe fetish because he has to look at each men’s shoe store to check for deals. It doesn’t take long, there are only 3 men’s shoe stores in the whole mall where there are about 20 women’s shoe stores! I call Sexual Discrimination!! He also had to go into the attached Sears store to look at the Craftsman tools. To my sorrow, he was scoping out new lawnmowers. Guess who gets to use it if he buys it. Oh joy. Just what I always wanted. :/ I liked the ones you could ride around in but my Dad said they would be impractical for our small lawns. Shoot! I thought I almostContinue reading »

By Binneyan Smith Chapter 7 After our trip to Paris, we realized that we don’t have to be late ever again! For instance, on August 15th we travelled a few hours back in time so we could deliver the contract to François Chevalier before 18:00 Paris time. Then we travelled back to 07:00 on the same day so we could get some rest and still make it home on time, so the ‘rents wouldn’t freak. Well, that was just the start of it. As far as time travel goes, we remembered what Older Jerry and Danny told us the first time we met them – we can’t travel back to before we were born, and we can’t travel forward to any time that we hadn’t lived through… which is moving forward every moment. We didn’t understand why, but we took Older Jerry and Danny at their word. After all, they are us. It took us a few days to realize the potential of time travelling within our 16-year lifetimes. AsContinue reading »

For this months issue, we asked readers what some of their personal fears might be! These were the answers we received! What are YOU scared of? Give it some thought, and add it to the comments below! “Fear can be a superpower… OK, so for the benefit of Imagine Magazine, I’ve flushed out, what was initially a much briefer response. Feel free to use it if it’s helpful in some way. CLAUSTROPHOBIA. Well for one, I’m super claustrophobic. And it’s not so much about being in tight places like a small room, it’s more about being unable to breathe / move / sit up / raise my hands, being restricted in some form, just the thought of, say, being put in a straitjacket or handcuffs, or sandwiched between two huge rocks, unable to squeeze through, seriously freaks me out. When people think of claustrophobia they think of the fear of being trapped in small rooms / tight spaces, etc. But while that does bother me somewhat, it’s much more aboutContinue reading »

Nobody should be able to make it through a Halloween night without a few genuine scares, witnessed from the comfort of your own home! So, if you’re looking for creepy goosebumps and some serious midnight chills…here are Comsie’s ’13 Short Horror Films To Watch Before Bed’! Sweet dreams! >:) #1 – Chained –  #2 – Sheets – #3 – On My Way – #4 – Night Night Nancy – #5 – The Smiling Man – #6 – Horror Short Film – #7 – The Whisperer – #8 – She’s A Doll – #9 – Vicious – #10 -Candy – #11 – Abe-   #12 – Red Balloon – #13 – I Heard It Too-

Simon is gay, closeted, and emailing anonymously with another gay boy at his school he knows only as “Blue”. But now one of his class mates saw the email programme Simon left open, and is threatening to out him unless Simon sets him up with Simon’s friend Abby. The relationship between his friends is getting more complicated, opening night of the school musical is getting closer, and the emails with the frustratingly shy Blue are getting more flirtatious by the day. This is a fun read. The book is told from Simon’s point of view, but periodically interrupted by the email exchanges between Simon and Blue. The email conversations feel very true to life – occasionally revealing, occasionally flirty, filled with the type of things you might say to someone anonymously in an email but would be terrified to say to someone in real life. Simon starting to fall for someone he’s never met feels pretty natural, as does Blue’s reluctance to admit his identity or meet Simon in realContinue reading »

Chapter 4 – Sweet Reality I never wanted to leave his embrace, but I didn’t have a choice. It was almost midnight, and as flexible as Rosa was, she was still in charge of me and couldn’t let me stay out any later. Fortunately for me, Nate was a bit more responsible than I was, and when the driver arrived at his door, he literally dragged the sad and pouting boy from the bed. “Your coach awaits you, sir,” he told me amusedly. “But I don’t want to go!” I pouted, looking for comfort in his eyes. “It’s not as if you have a choice, sweetheart,” he said as I finished getting dressed. He leant in, gave me a peck on the cheek and turned me toward the door. “Go, now,” he added, giving me a slap on the ass. Being a teen sucks! I wish I had my own flat and that I didn’t have to comply with these stupid rules… Wearing my best pout, I used my puppyContinue reading »

~~~~ —— Wednesday, January 17, 5 Years ago. —— Mama went into the hospital today. I’m really worried. She came down with something last night and it went straight to her lungs. Now she has double new moaning. I don’t know how to say it right. This morning she was turning blue so Daddy called an ambulance. I’m in my bed now. I’m trying not to be scared and cry, but it’s hard not to. I want to be strong for my Daddy and for my Mama but…. ….I don’t wanna lose my Mama! God….please don’t let my Mama die……PLEEASE! Can’t stop crying. :*( Ooops. Dad must have heard me crying. He came in to check on me. Oh no! NO! No Mama!! Mamaaaa! He came in to tell me…she’s gone. Not my Mama! Why? WHY? ~~~~ January 17, Present Day Oh God…why did you betray me too? Why? Mama. My Dad just had to come in and hold me and get me to calm down. I woke up callingContinue reading »

1- When the original “Blair Witch” movie was released, so MANY people thought that it was a real and legitimate document of people who were actually ‘missing’ that the parents of the three actors received a flood of sympathy cards in the mail from people who saw it in theaters. 2- At the end of the original novel, “The Jungle Book”, Mowgli goes to live with his own kind, but the other humans reject him and cast him back out into the wilderness. Enraged by their judgement of him, Mowgli goes back and enlists the help of his animal friends to come BACK to the human village… and viciously tear the entire human settlement apart, slaughtering everyone inside! Hehehe, that Kipling… you crazy writer, you! 😛 3- Diehard religion during childhood… can cause actual brain damage! And that damage is irreparable past a certain age. Scientific studies have proven that extended exposure to heavy theological beliefs harshly affects the Hippocampus part of the brain. To young children, indoctrinating them withContinue reading »

The Story’s playlist:   My name is Christopher. I have been dead for a long time. I don’t know for how long. Time really doesn’t stand for anything anymore because there is no time here, wherever ‘here’ is. I should say that ‘here’ is not much different than ‘there.’ ‘There’ being where you are, I guess, in that place where the living are and where I am not. What’s strange is that ‘here’ is where I am and where you are, as well. It’s just that you can’t see me. That’s all. That hurts so very much, you know? It’s easy to forget someone when you can’t see, touch, or hear them anymore. So, I guess that’s what I am. I am one of the forgotten. I can see you, but I don’t know that I can touch you and you don’t seem to be able to sense me. There is like this veil that separates us so that I can’t reach out to you in any way. It isContinue reading »