This story takes place the 5th of March, 1770. Annabeth, a young girl living in the year 1770 witnesses the horrors of the The Boston Massacre. When her family discuss the events of the day they find they have different view points about what happened. Join Annabeth on this emotional journey full of political dispute, family controversy, and a bubbling revolution. (This story is my entry for the DAR) (it has won the first two rounds! now on to round three! this is one of the 50 chosen essays!)

A short horror story telling why if in the woods and you hear your name, you should quicken your step and never ever look back.

This is literally just short stories based around the game Amnesia: The Dark Descent. If it sucks, I don't want to know, and thus don't care. Be nice. :) EDIT: I have not played Amnesia: Rebirth, so if I do things that don't follow that story, I'm sorry. Keep it to yourself, though.

A spider who steals dreams. A child's memories in a box. The Archivist toils sleeplessly in her abyssal prison, maintaining her brood--the remnants of human consciousness. For eons she has cared for the memory-stuff of billions, but what should happen if the last custodian of man might question her duties? Are mankind's memories a truly worthy endeavour? Cover art by Gameartexperiments: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDrXn69k1to

A man walks out of his home, only to suddenly be awoken in a barren wasteland. Who is he, where is he, why is he here, why did this happen? You will find out all of these answers in Solipsism. Sidenote: This chapter will probably have many time-skips, as focusing on one moment in time isn't what I had in mind for this chapter, so if you don't like time-skips, I'd recommend other stories or the brief nutshell I'll add in this chapter at the end.