The Stranger in the NightThe light pitter-patter of raindrops sounded on the cold, compressed, concrete-like ground. The moon shone brightly, breaking the still, night sky. It was here, where it all happened. On a night much like this.The Stranger in the Night6 hours ago in Short Stories
I was walking along this path, my hand entwined in Mason’s, and my other held up my little, red umbrella sheltering us from the falling rain. As we walked along this long and winding path we heard footsteps behind us. I thought nothing of it at the time. I did not care, when I had him by my side. He made me feel safe.
We heard the footsteps quicken, louder and louder. I could hear heavy panting.
My heart beat faster. I turned to see this stranger, this hooded figure, coming toward us.
Before we could react the stranger was upon us. Screaming and struggling he took hold of me. He pulled me away from Mason, wrapping one arm around my neck, as the other fell into his pocket. He withdrew his hand, and out came a gun.
I gasped with terror.
Mason tried talking to this stranger c
Goodnight To Me, IndiGoodnight To Me, Indi21 hours ago in Short Stories
I am Indi! I know who I am, I know who She is.
What do you see when you look in the mirror? Just your own reflection? Just a view of yourself from a slightly different angle? I envy you. I see Her, Violet. She steals my face to disguise herself as me, but I’m the one who gets held to account for Her actions.
Call her whatever you want, my Alter Ego, my Id, my Doppelganger, my Second Self, my Darker Side... Whatever, She is NOT ME. I wouldn’t, I couldn’t do the kinds of things she enjoys doing.
When I stand still and stare into her glassy face she moves, she smiles at me like a shark about to attack. I’d close my eyes and wish her away, but I know in the darkest depths of my soul that she would still be stood there mocking me.
Peter Pan thought he was having trouble trying to catch his shadow; he should have