My Cardboard Balcony

Halloween was awesome. The party last weekend at my inlaws' place was awesome. The Giants' World Series win was awesome. The fact that it's November is awesome. Midterms, not so awesome. ...Good night, guys.

Daughter's Plea by Belinda Roddie She tried to tell them she was dead. They laughed.

The plane was clear for takeoff until the shadows came. We thought it was too good of timing, given that it was Halloween, and we just wanted to go home after a very, very long week. Still, the sheer thickness of the darkness was almost heavy and sticky, and I actually found it difficult to breathe. I groped for my cellphone to try to call someone, anyone, but discovered that I couldn't move my arms from where they were rested on the seat. "A plane is just a metal coffin with wings, isn't it?" a voice grunted beside me. It was not a familiar voice. It came from the shadows.