Hey World-My name is Frina and I am a janitor at a small town high school. I have a typical life and my job is a typical job. I sweep, mop, take out trash and clean bathrooms; nothing too interesting or exciting. Unless, that is, you count the ghosts. That's right, I can see ghosts and let me tell you, Greenville High is full of them. There's Bud, the grumpy janitor. There's Lisa, the quite little lurker. Alvin, who haunts the gym and constantly talks about his glory days. And then, there's the girl. I started seeing her a couple months ago and once I did, a lot of strange things began happening. Secrets began letting themselves out of closets that were closed by the administration and the town long, long ago. Or so they thought. The girl is trying to tell me something and a lot of people - alive and dead- are trying to stop me from figuring it out. That's why I started this blog. So I can get the story out there once and for all. Follow along and I promise you won't be disappointed. This is one heck of a story.

Jim Whogsly is not a good guy. In fact, Jim Whogsly is a scum bag. His plots and schemes have hurt more people than he can count and he's been told more than once that his wrong doings would eventually catch up with him. Jim never believed in the idea of 'what goes around comes around,' or maybe it was just that he didn't care. Yet after a night of binge drinking, Jim finds himself chained to a table and at the mercy of a strange man with a lot of rusty tools. He begins to wonder if perhaps, his bad deeds have finally caught up with him. Sometimes, karma can be a gruesome and terrible thing... (The Bone Puller and The Soul Eaters are both going to be featured as part of a short story collection that I am putting together.)