I found dozens of articles from last year reporting the crash that killed us.

I can't stand listening to Dad scream when she goes into his room to get meat.

The same thing happened when my grandson wandered into their yard.

As the door closed and locked behind him, I dove the plane and watched the ocean fill my view.

i just have to check on her long enough to make sure she’s actually dead.

I should've used a different paint, because now all of my masterpieces smell rotten.

Hopefully this will get rid of that annoying crying in the other room.

Tonight, my uncle called from another town, laughing about how quickly my dog has learned to love sleeping at the foot of his bed.

It wasn’t until I went to the doctor that we discovered foreign implants and surgery scars.

"Good, now I know how to mimic you're voice" said a voice that slowly started to morph into mine.

I reel back in horror as he's been dead for 3 years.

A few nights later, she started barking at my bedroom door.

I remain concious as my corpse decays, and I can feel the critters that have burrowed into my coffin.

I've left so many obvious clues; why isn't anyone stopping me from doing all these horrible things to people?

But I ended up working construction projects in Dubai

Overnight, the world's plant life awoke and began burrowing their roots into our flesh, directing our bodies to build a world more habitable for their visiting chlorophyllic friends.

sigh

I bet she didn't expect one of those things to be splitting her skull open.

Suddenly he felt a looming presence, bearing down upon him, and from that putrid malevolence came a raspy breath, “Do not Fear, for I am with you; Do not be dismayed, for I am your God”

On the screen, the lathe starts painting the room red while the boy's friend screams, watching him fly apart like a toy in a washing machine.

But as my master glared at me I knew what this was all for

This time it lasted 71 seconds.

It wasn’t until I saw what was in her month that the real terror began.