Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by J. H. O’Rourke and was part of our 2020 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Lara Whitley slipped into the spacious, crowded room. Her eyes were drawn to a tall, oak table featuring a photo of six-year-old Tammy Lynn Driscoll. The child’s impish grin reached…
This story is by J. H. O’Rourke and was part of our 2020 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. There’s a dead body beside me. The five of us who are left hope the men in the hazmat suits come and take it away as they had the others. …
This story is by J. H. O’Rourke and was part of our 2019 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “I killed him. I murdered my husband.” “No, Briana, you didn’t. Andrew died in a horrible accident.” Tara laid her fork on the coffee table and pulled her best friend…
This story is by J. H. O’Rourke and was part of our 2018 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “BOO!” he’d shout, just before slapping his hand over the mouth of his young, unsuspecting victim. Then he’d pick up the child and run. How do I know this? I…
This story is by J.H. O’Rourke and was part of our 2018 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. That Sunday morning was far from the first time I woke up in a stranger’s bed, and I was willing to bet it wouldn’t be my last. I didn’t bother looking…
This story is by J. H. O’Rourke and was part of our 2018 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Ever since Carrie Harding’s mutilated body was found on the side of the road last month, I’ve scarcely left my apartment, except to go to class. I had absolutely no…
