https://youtu.be/T6qFaGtKWwk The Script The Script One foot in front of the other, He walked slowly across the worn, wooden pier, Endless miles of eerily dark ocean ahead of him. Where was he going? To the edge of the world, or so it seemed. The long plank extended as...

https://youtu.be/A6tusOmLXLo The Script The Script “Do you ever have thoughts about hurting yourself?” “No.” “Have you ever thought about harming anyone else?” “Never.” Doctor Osbourne leaned back in his green leather chair. His slacks slid up and revealed long dress socks with red and blue squares in a checkered pattern. They were...

https://youtu.be/pWQkL7nwppc The Script The Script It was my fifth day in Gloaming, Nevada – an unincorporated township skirted on all sides by scorched barrenness. I had never been this far west before, and so the craggy, acacia-dotted desert was dazzling to my senses. I remember wishing that I...

https://youtu.be/ZhAbsu40CR0 The Script The Script It started when we called out to the stars; into the darkness. We felt so small, tumbling through vast emptiness while clinging to the skin of the world, and without a single reason why. We were curious, yes, but ultimately I think we...

https://youtu.be/JuYl_UEN9Ow The Script The Script I didn’t want to move to a new place. All of my toys were in boxes and we didn’t have any T.V. Mom told me to play outside but she was always busy and Dad was at work. There weren’t any kids around...

https://youtu.be/jQyNoaiUqyI The Script The Script There it is! In between the static. It’s faint at first, buried deep in the hiss, but after you hear it, after you know it’s there it becomes so loud you want to cover your ears and scream. I can sound the words out...

https://youtu.be/vM6YDD-m30s The Script The Script The Color, White. It is my favorite color. But to know why I like it so, you must fully understand white. It is the color of none, and the eradicator of all. It retains its innocence, and yet can be the harbinger of atrocity, the holding...

https://youtu.be/JWRBgF2_LCM The Script The Script I didn’t stop running. I suppose I could have, if I wanted to, but the thought of what would happen to me if I stood still for any more than a second frightened me to death. My breaths grew louder and louder as...