I was a bored high schooler when I made up a harmless story about the creature from the sandpits. Decades later, its legend still haunts our small Southern town.

They seemed like fun-loving foreigners living it up in Taiwan. But below the surface was a gruesome story.

How a fiery farmer known as “Pitchfork Ben” ravaged his own party, galvanizing angry voters with racist rhetoric — before it all came crashing down.

Two years ago today, the headquarters of Ukraine’s uprising went up in flames while protestors were shot in the streets.