Amber Brownlee

“It's a video chat Christmas ” by Amber Brownlee

Submitted to Contest #69

Christmas has always been my favorite time of year; my mom always decorates the house so beautifully you would think you where living in Santa’s village. If you close your eyes and concentrate hard, you would be able to smell butter tarts and other baked goodies that just come out of the oven. On Christmas Eve my whole family would come over and have a great big feast, Grandpa would insist on carving the turkey while grandma would criticize him for taking so long. After stuffing ourselves to the point of explosion we would all sit around the...

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“The Haunted Inheritance ” by Amber Brownlee

Submitted to Contest #68

          It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same, she swallowed hard as she stared at the old, dilapidated house. You would think that after all this time they would have done something with it but then again, her uncle was never one to pick up a hammer or anything really. Jesse could not believe this mess was all that he had left her, so much for being his favorite niece. She remembered fondly how her uncle would tell her ghost...

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“A grave mistake ” by Amber Brownlee

Submitted to Contest #65

I felt nervous as I entered through the gates of the old grave yard, every year my best friend and I would come and spend the night hoping to contact the dead. We usually try for family members that have long passed away or dead celebrities nothing to really write home about, this year was going to be different. I was hoping to contact the infamous serial killer Ted Bundy, before you make judgments let me explain why. You see I had a paper due for my criminal history class on the inner working of the mind of a serial killer. But because he i...

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“The Diary of a missing Boarding school girl. ” by Amber Brownlee

Submitted to Contest #64

30th of may 2020     Dear Diary,          My life is over as we know it, completely and utterly destroyed. All because my parents claim I am to wild for them to handle. The solution, sending me to some God awful all girls boarding school. I told my mom that I would just have to adapt to my surroundings and become a lesbian, that obviously backfired horribly. I am currently on a plane headed to England where I will serving a two year sentence at St. Mary’s Catholic boa...

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“Emma’s first migration ” by Amber Brownlee

Submitted to Contest #63

     Emma’s first migration After months of anticipation the day is finally here, the big migration .I never understood why some birds chose to stay in Canada and freeze their feathers off ,when they could enjoy the sunny beaches of Florida. My mom says that a bird never forgets their first migration, and to make sure that I had to make a list to ensure that I didn’t leave anything behind or forget the safety rules because it was equally as dangerous as it is exciting. You see our annual migration h...

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“Deadly fate ” by Amber Brownlee

What if you where told that you whole life was laid for you from the very moment that you were born. That no matter what you did the outcome would be the same, would you believe it? For some that would be amazing not having to work for success or wealth but to have it given to you. No matter what atrocious acts you committed your path would remain the same. That would be pretty amazing but that wasn’t how it was for me, at the age of ten I found out my path was of death and destruction and no matter how may good deeds I did people around me ...

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