I jerked my head to see a figure, standing in the open doorway of our bedroom. 

My roommates and I spent the rest of our sophomore year in Wrigleyville without incident after my encounter with the black mass in the living room. Time sped on and I managed to put the experience out of my mind as finals and summer finally rolled around again.  But with a break from school came a breakup of my roommates as well. Our roommate Anya had decided to leave school and pursue a different path, outside of the city. We supported her decision but were sad to see her g

I’ve been a low level asshole ever since I was a little girl. Please ask my childhood friend, Melissa, who was forced to watch Arachnophobia  with me on a regular basis, despite her raging fear of spiders. Her soft pleas to watch The Adventures of Mary-Kate and Ashley  instead usually fell on deaf ears. See? Asshole.  But I couldn’t help myself. I liked creepy crap . Goosebumps  quickly took over space on my bookshelf where the Babysitters Club  used to live. I spent Saturday