Sally Drew a Monster: Part One, Chapter Three3Sally Drew a Monster: Part One, Chapter Three1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters
I don't know how to explain it.
For some reason, when I came back to school the next day, the air seemed. . .lighter.
Yes, my name is Sally Hark. I don't think Margo would approve of you thinking I'm a creep. She would take more offense than I would. I shouldn't be speaking about Margo to anyone. . .it might make her angry, like that bratty bitch, Desteny Cath. Oh, Margo didn't like her at all. Neither did I.
Ah, there it was, the feeling that something evil has been banished. I could almost take a good inhale and sense that something left. . .well, almost. You see, as soon as I make it to my locker in the morning at school, that group of idiots would be together in front of my locker. Why me?
I slowed my pace in the middle of the hallway by the four-hundred and three-hundred pod – where my locker was. There they were. But yet again, something felt lighter. I scratch my neck under the light gray shirt collar. This is another thing why my peers think I'm a little strange: my clo
Self-Esteem KillerThoughts. Feelings. Words.Self-Esteem Killer1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
They're all a hot mess - a jumbled catastrophe of heart-racing madness that runs rampant in your malfunctioning mind. Terror knocks logic down. Your feet are hurting, burning, the muscles in them aching with every move you make. But sensations are numb to you right now. Sweat drenches you in enough prespiration to equal a rainstorm. Your lungs are about to collapse from racing through so many wheezing cycles. Then, a scream penetrates your eardrums. It sounds behind you, shrill and bloodcurling.
The most outraged cry in the world.
Despite the pain that seizes your muscles, you move as if you were shot with a mind-blowing stimulant. Adrenaline whoops you in the ass hard. You continue to take a step left and a step right, your feet sloppily alternating with each natural pattern change. You go fast - no, faster. Left, right, left, right. Left, right, left, right, left, right. Left, right,
StumpyStumpy1 day ago in Short Stories
What's black, hairy, six-legged, and adorned with quills along its back? That's what I asked myself the first time I saw it. It's big, too, almost as tall as my two-story log cabin. It's been visiting ever since I first built on the property and moved in. I live by myself in the countryside, the nearest town a half-hour drive at least.
I might sound oddly casual about it, but I've just gotten used to the thing coming around. The first time I saw it was when I was napping in my rocking chair on my back porch. I stirred and looked out across the yard, and there it was, gazing back at me. At first, I didn't realize what I was looking at. It was standing such that it appeared as a tall stump, the only deceiving quality being its bright green eyes glowing even in broad daylight. When the creature noticed it had been spotted, it turned and lumbered away into the depths of the forest behind my property. Goosebumps erupted all over my body. I would have called the police, but I don't have a la
You Scared Now? - 1[JACEY]You Scared Now? - 118 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
My best friend, Tyler, opened the door with a huge grin on his face. Hannah, Cassi, and I had come over to his house for some last-minute party. Judging by the noises in the background, Derek was already here and on the XBOX. "Come on in," Tyler said, and we quickly filed in. Out of nowhere, Blake, Tyler's younger brother, bolted into the main hallway. "Hey guys!" he yelled. I was pretty close to Blake. We were like siblings.
"Hey, Blake!" I greeted, ruffling his dirty-blond hair. "What's up?"
"Oh, nothing much, just dealing with Tyler, as usual."
We eventually headed upstairs to Tyler's room, Derek hopefully following. We weren't sure. Tyler closed the door and we all sat on the floor. It was at least 8 PM, so it was already dark outside. Tyler smiled widely. "Guess what I found this morning?" he said. He got up, opened his closet, and pulled out a heavy, thick l
Day 570 - Her Case, Unclosed"There's always something more to it," she thought bitterly as she closed her latest case. The killer had been the dullest all of the others before him - the usual crime of passion shtick they pulled when they had nothing else to give, when she had them cornered with enough material to put them behind bars for a good while.Day 570 - Her Case, Unclosed1 day ago in Short Stories
There was always something more to it, always some other victim they'd kept hidden for years and years or someone who was next on their list. Something else, anything else but this drab one-off-and-never-before-or-since deal this guy was trying to pull. She wasn't falling for it, never had before and look where it had landed her - top of the department, of her field.
Everything about this guy set her on edge in the same way the others had. There was something about that guileless look they carried that never seemed to suit them, like they'd borrowed it from someone they'd seen on TV and didn't quite know what to do with it. This one had to be hiding something and sh
Steam Summer SaleThe Steam Summer SaleSteam Summer Sale22 hours ago in Short Stories
Today was the day.
School was out, and I had some extra money from doing chores and mowing local lawns.
It won't happen again, I said.
I tried to escape.
Gaben came with his army of 90% and 80% offs.
We weren't ready.
We lasted 5 minutes until someone gave in to the sale.
I survived until halfway through.
The sale consumed us all.
Next up: Winter Sale
Innocence: How it all startedI ran home, tears flowing down my face. Cole Burke. The most well known bully at West High School. He had humiliated me in front of the entire school. I was covered head to toe in garbage, smelled like it too, and I could still hear the laughter of my classmates echoing in my head. I had never been overly popular, but as the garbage can in the cafeteria was dumped over my head, I knew exactly what they all thought of me. My tears ceased as sadness was replaced with anger. Pure and boiling hatred. They thought that they could judge me. Because I wasn't stick thin and dressed in the highest fashion. Because my hair wasn't shiny and perfect. Because I was quiet. They thought that they could humiliate me, but they were wrong. I would show them. Before I could finish my thought, I felt a searing pain, and the sweet comfort of darkness enveloped me.Innocence: How it all started2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters
When I came to again, I was looking down upon my own body. My ebony hair sprawled on the asphalt, surrounded by red. The same red was splattered
The Playhouse - Chapter OneThe Playhouse - Chapter One1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters
Chapter One - The Mailbox
The black night was glistening brightly in the dark bumpy path across the roadway of home, yet as early as 7 PM, this October night, I was going through a million different moods. It had been a beautiful dusk, staring outside of my bedroom window and gazing out towards the lonely parking lot, only lightened by a single flickering street lamp and the leftover rays of the bright moonlight.
It was a trait built within me that I truly couldn't stand, but I was unable to help myself anyway. I was a dedicated adventurous person; for many times I had been the first to jump up and run off whenever my parents froze in the worst of times. It was a cautious factor that practically stuck to my messy personality since I was a little girl. There had been those multiple times I could hardly remember, but were constantly reminded by my parents of my old home, I would have already snuck outside of the front door just to get close to that cute, barking dog at the n