Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.

Don’t miss this imaginative new short story set in the magical world of Watersong—a realm of enchanting beauty…and terrifying secrets. Aggie is a mythological creature on a secret mission. Lydia is a young woman from a magical family with no real powers of her own. And Daniel is a high school boy who’s made it his duty to protect his deeply troubled older brother. Then one fateful night, their lives collide in a terrifying accident that changes them all forever. And beneath the surface, the ripple effects of the accident will have more impact than anyone could ever guess...changing not only their future, but the fate of an entire town.

Have you ever made a mistake? Did that mistake cost someone their life? Words aren't enough to explain what I want to say, and I've forced myself to be mute. My soul is buried beneath the ground, and my mind is destroying itself--a slow death. I feel like I'm drowning in my pool of regrets; the anguish and torture is a nightmare to the remains of my heart. My skin is cold and my heart beat is slowing down; I feel dead, but yet I'm breathing. I want someone to put an end to this misery, the guilt of it all is constantly eating my insides--it's driving me insane. I wish I could take it back, all of it. But, the leттer was already sent. Now everything is gone.

It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.