I’m Sorry, Sister

I’m Sorry, Sister

Disclaimer: If you have any triggers associated with kidnapping or murder, please do not continue on. Feel free to check out the other stories on the ‘short stories’ tab or click here. The moment I was grabbed, I knew I was going to die. I was walking to my car after I finished my shift…

Medusa

Medusa

Just another man, deciding that he deserved a piece of me without asking. Another one who would break into my home, trying to get a glimpse at what I’ve become. Using my name as a synonym for monster.

Mortality

Mortality

I never really think about my mortality. Sometimes, it’ll cross my mind, but not as much as I thought it would. I try to fall into the hustle and bustle of daily life. I try to keep myself occupied so I can’t think about my impending demise.

Bound by Death

Bound by Death

Unexpectedly, his face turned to stare at something behind me, and I was left to stare at the face of my killer. It caused the hair on my neck to rise and my heartbeat to thump loudly in my ears. Really, it shouldn’t surprise me or cause so much fear anymore, after all, I had…

The Woods

The Woods

I kind of feel like I grew up in the woods as much as I grew up in my home. As a child, I would run into the woods to play. I once made a fortress out of a mostly fallen tree that, even while it was completely on the ground, it still clung to…

The Beach

The Beach

My mother always told me to stay away from the beach. She said that the waves would sweep me up and I would be lost to the sea. I always assumed that she said that because she was worried I would drown, but her fear persisted even as I grew older.