addmparrish:

• Your dog stares at the ceiling when it rains. He never looks away. You learn to never question it.
• The rain sounds like footsteps. It makes it easier to ignore the footsteps upstairs. You live alone.
• Someone goes missing again. Everyone knows that it’s either the cornfields or the river. Nobody ever says which.
• The snow always seems to take more of the year up. It’s always wanting more.
• There’s cats everywhere. At night, they come in from the forest and fields and hide under the cars. They stare with yellow eyes when you look. People only say to never turn your back.
• The sounds of the trains in the middle of the night are common. Nobody wakes up to them. They keep their eyes shut tight. Those who look take that risk.
• The old farmhouses are covered in multicolored writing, and abandoned but at night, the sound of breaking glass can be heard.
• You drive past the drug neighborhood and wave to someone you go to school with. Their thin face barely registers you and you’re gone by the time they’re able to get their hand up. 
• The internet doesn’t always work, but being cut off is better than facing it all.
• From the woods, the noises come, past all the fog. People shove headphones in their ears to block it out. 
• The back roads are everywhere and go everywhere. Nobody talks about where they don’t go.
• Don’t stop for the woman in the white dress. Don’t stop at all.
• The highways away from this place are always used but nobody really goes anywhere.
• The moon shines across the fields here more than the sun.
• “In town” is deserted by 8 and only the dared walk through after.
  
• The wind whispers the secrets of the dead who never left and the trees hold onto them.
• Every third Thursday of the month, cars line up down main street and select persons in suits or flannels walk into a two story building with new paint and furniture. The lights go on, and the rest of the town is dark and silent. Then their gone, and the building is dark. Any other day, the windows are boarded, the paint chipped, and the building is empty.
• Coyotes are starting to move towards town, the officials tell us. It’s not the coyotes, the officials tell us by being the next ones missing.
• The towns sign never changes, and new houses are being half built only to be left unfinished. The town never liked new people.