Sisters
There was once a pair of sisters who were very far from home. They took a journey to see the world they lived in but had never seen.
In the Wake
She held my hand, swinging it softly. I helped her swing our arms as we walked down our street that was still in disarray.
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
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
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
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
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
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.
Don’t Make Deals for Dates
Disclaimer: If you’ve lost your significant other recently, perhaps read a different story. I just want to put this out there just because that is the main focus of this story. You can read another story by clicking here. I sold my soul. I did it for the same reason most people do, I did…
Animer and Her Children
Animer sighed as she strolled through her lands, pulling the tangles of her hair up into a loose bun on the top of her head. She felt almost as if she had to fight with it since she hadn’t brushed through her hair in weeks. It’s not like it mattered, she hasn’t seen people in…