Pete Johnson is my neighbor. He lives in the house on the right. The guy on the left, I wish wasn’t my neighbor, but I guess, after all these years, I have to put up with him. Not much else I can do at this point.
This story is not about that guy on the left, though. It’s about Pete, my neighbor on the right. Continue reading
The European settler came to America to escape oppression, mainly religious, in his country. Unlike what we experience in this country today, many places around the world, especially during the 17th and 18th centuries, prohibit freedom of religion. Even today, there are countries that make demands of their citizenry as to which religion can be practiced, with consequences for those that do not follow the doctrine of the ruling minority. Where you are born and raised determines your religious beliefs. Continue reading
This story is what nightmares are made of. For a short story it packs a powerful punch.
Good night, Mrs. Jackson, wherever you are.
