Après une demi heure passée sur la route, le conducteur de la Toyota Corolla qui me prit en auto-stop se tourne vers moi et dit : -Tu n’as pas peur que je sois un tueur en série ? Je laisse passer un moment de silence, puis je tourne lentement ma tête vers lui, le regarde droit dans... Continue Reading →
I am a personal chef who only works with private clients. My most important clients are the ones who hire me to cook for private feasts. But there is also clients for whom I do meal prep for a week or more depending on what they want. When I moved to France from the United States,... Continue Reading →
For the first 30 minutes of the ride, there was very few exchange of words of small talk between me and the driver that picked me up hitchhiking. Then he broke the silence and asked me: "Aren't you afraid I might be a serial killer?" I paused for a moment and adjusted my backpack between... Continue Reading →
Last summer, I turned twenty, and my parents had planned a 10-day trip to Morocco for me and my 17-year-old brother. In Finland, my brother and I were used to doing outdoor activities and camping with friends in the wilderness. But we've never been on a trip abroad. Summers in Finland are rainy and cool,... Continue Reading →
Where I come from, we don't believe in ghosts or spirits. We have our own frightening creatures. We call them "Jinns." In my culture, they are said to have houses, families, and communities, just like humans. Some of them are good and some are evil. But the most frightening thing about them is that… they... Continue Reading →
Have you ever met a serial killer? I think I did. I did. And I am relieved I didn’t knew it at the time. I used to chat a lot on MSN messenger when I was in college. I was a shy and kinda awkward girl. So talking and flirting with random guys was much... Continue Reading →
People had always been afraid of death. They might reconsider if they knew that death itself feared someone else, because I am that someone. Some consider me to be death's nemesis. That's a nice way of putting it. And you might even assume that I'm having some sort of confrontation with death. Oh no. Not... Continue Reading →
My tenth anniversary is approaching, and my family has finally agreed to let me choose my birthday gift. Of course, there were some terms as a condition to that. My parents were extremely clear about this. "You must demonstrate that you are disciplined and can behave as requested," my dad said when I brought up... Continue Reading →
I just parked in front of the grocery store. I needed to buy something to get rid of the rats who were invading my building. On the parking lot, a young couple with a child were yelling at each other. The woman was probably in her late twenties, and the guy was around the same age.... Continue Reading →
Don’t ever lie to an overthinker, it never ends well. Overthinkers are trained to look for holes in every story. If something doesn’t make sens, they will think about it over, and over… and over, until it does. One day, as we were walking back from dinner at a friend's house, my husband leaned in... Continue Reading →
"Hey man, I know we don’t know each other, but can you recommend someplace where I can go to eat?" "Umm, try Tiger Tail. It’s a Thai restaurant." " Ugh! I hate Asian people!" "Okey… I didn’t know that... " "Yeah, I just killed four of them." "..huh? you mean the tigers?" "No, I mean... Continue Reading →
