Anna Carter

“A Stranger and a Witch” by Anna Carter

It was a Tuesday afternoon when the door of the diner opened and a stranger walked in. Strangers were nothing remarkable especially considering it was a roadside diner, there were dozens of truck drivers and travellers stopping by for a cup of coffee or a bite to eat but this stranger was different, and everyone noticed right away. The stranger was a man in his late twenties to early thirties, tall, pale and wearing a perfectly tailored grey suit accompanied by an expensive-looking watch and shoes polished to perfection. He stood tall lookin...

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“Call 999” by Anna Carter

The thing that made Madeline look to the side was a gasp. A gasp of a woman to be more precise that was followed by a loud metallic crash. Instinctively Madelaine grabbed the handlebar of the stroller so hard her knuckles turned white. Turning to the side she tried to figure out what was going on, on the side of the road there were two cars, a black one and a red one. The black one was crushed into the back of the red one. The engine of the black car was steaming and glass was scattered all around the street and the nearby sidewalk. Madelain...

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“A trap within a trap ” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #105

The battle was in full swing at that point. The sound of steel scraping across steal, the low hum of magic and a sudden explosion when the spell met its target. The air was filled with the smell of blood and burned flesh something that normally would make Leland highly uncomfortable but right now he didn’t have a choice but to push through the discomfort, his life and the life of his friends depended on all of them staying focused. Another one of the priest's guards charged at him with a sword raised high above his head, Leland immediately f...

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“11:11” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #103

Oftentimes people say that when you suddenly see the same oddly specific thing, word or a sequence of numbers it’s either a sign or your subconscious playing tricks on you. It could be both of those things or neither but Jamie was getting tired of constantly seeing the number 111 or 11:11 wherever she went. It annoyed her in such an absurd way that she laughed at herself for letting a number bother her. The number was everywhere though, on the clocks, price tags, license plates of cars, page numbers and she even saw a girl on the street with...

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“A Promise of Better Future” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #103

As an employee of a company that specialized in renovating vintage homes, Jake has found a fair share of weird and interesting objects under the floorboards, hidden storage units and basements of the houses he worked in. Usually, they were old books, a single earring, a watch or even a lighter, he loved examining each of his finds and rejoiced when the owner of the home said he can keep it and so his collection grew and his job resembled more of a treasure hunt than just 8 hours of tiring physical labour. His new assignment was to resto...

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“When therapy doesn't help you go to see a witch - Obviously. ” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #103

Dreams are a strange thing. A cluster of images that shows up in your brain when you sleep, a story that your mind creates based on what you see and hear or at least that is what we think. Dreams were studied from the dawn of time by scientists, philosophers, and mystics but none of them was ever able to explain with certainty why we dream and why does our mind show us those images. What do they mean – if they even mean anything. Why sometimes we can’t distinguish dreams from reality and how do we know that we had a dream when we wake up but...

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“The Amber Necklace ” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #103

The forest was quiet that day, the usual chirping of birds was replaced by the sound of leaves brushing against each other and the crack of sticks as Willow followed her favourite trail. The clouds hung low on the sky in a promise of rain but she didn’t plan on going back to her house any time soon. She had a horrible day at school, her bullies taunted and pranked her more than usual and all because of the dress she wore that day. She didn’t understand what she did wrong, it was a nice dress that she liked very much, it made her feel magical...

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“The shoes” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #103

“Oh god damn it!” Sophie screamed as she realized that she forgot to take her work uniform with her yet again. She was already in a foul mood and this was the last straw that doomed her to a shitty day. She contemplated going back to her apartment to get it but decided against it out of pure frustration, instead, she continued walking. She was about ten minutes away from the café she worked at which gave her plenty of time to contemplate her misery, her life was anything but exciting, fulfilling, and happy. Living paycheck to paycheck, somet...

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“The comfort of misery ” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #102

Sean should have seen it coming but to be fair the shadow didn’t look like much at first, a black figure standing in the pathway between two buildings so close to the wall that it seemed to be 2D. He passed it every day on his way to work, it didn’t move, didn’t speak just stood there looming over the neighbourhood. After he noticed it for the first time he didn’t think anything of it until the day that he decides to peak into the alley to see who was standing there every day out of pure curiosity – there was no one there. Sean was not a rel...

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“Wine, steak, and a proposition” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #100

Wine, steak, and a proposition The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife, which was appropriate since not only was it a dinner party but the three people that attended it were tempted to slit each other’s throats at any given moment. They would not call themselves enemies but they did severely despise each other for reasons unknown to their respective inner circles. The meeting held place on neutral soil since none of them actually believed that the others would behave on their own territory, this way no one had the ...

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“Let's remain strangers ” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #100

Lets remain, strangers The table she choose was situated near a large window with a view of the busy streets of afternoon London. Her usual spot where she observed the businessman going for an early lunch, tourists that got lost looking for museums and the usual touristy spots and the locals who rushed to run undoubtedly important errands. She made it a point to be early before her father arrived so she could prepare herself for the meeting with a few deep breaths and a martini. She was not scared or particularly nervous but the man she was ...

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“Pegasus” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #99

The silence of the room was more than she could take. No one dared to speak, all of them just sat and stared at her as if there was nothing more interesting in the world. The white walls of the room paired with the cold light, lack of windows and the cheap chairs that the spectators occupied only made the space more unsettling than it already was. The people that surrounded her were of various ages, ethnicities and builds but the blank stare that they directed towards her looked the same on all of them. If you’d ask her how she found herself...

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“Heliotropium” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #99

*Heliotropium – “The name ‘heliotrope’ derives from the old idea that the inflorescences of these plants turned their rows of flowers to the sun.[5] Ἥλιος (helios) is Greek for ‘sun’, τρέπειν (trepein) means ‘to turn’" *Wikipedia There are many tales of nymphs that loved the tricks and faults of selfish gods. Some found a way to escape bad fate some had less luck and washed away You see when gods of old and new look down at nymphs that looked up too, they fall in love quite abruptly and the love once pure turns rather ugly Long gone...

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“The Vase” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #98

The old porcelain vase that stood on the worn mahogany table in the DeSaint household was not anything special to an outsider. Some visitors assumed that it was an expensive piece of art imported from China, some thought nothing of it and some were kind enough – or nosy enough - to ask Mrs Olivia DeSaint of its origins. The answers she gave were never satisfactory, she simply said it was an old family heirloom that made its way through several generations of the DeSaint. The visitors all though a bit underwhelmed by the answer often asked ho...

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“A 'Window' of Opportunity” by Anna Carter

Submitted to Contest #97

The mere fact that she was awake right now could be easily considered abnormal. Everyone who knew her would not hesitate to tell you that she favoured going to sleep early and waking up with the sun, texting her friends at 5 am that was normal. She knew that she was the most creative and productive in the mornings but today something about the thin sliver of moonlight making its way through the cracks of her blinds and the clock chiming to announce 3 AM made her wake up. The witching hour so the people said. A sane person would simply roll o...

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