Aspen Adelaide

“Dear Amberly,” by Aspen Adelaide

I used to read because I wanted to, but now I read because I have to. Escapism comes in many forms and this is mine. My newest read lays in my lap, my fingers already holding the next page ready to flip it. Ding.. ding.. Ding ding ding, the lovely heroine’s door rang. No doubt her love interest coming to confess.  “Ding! Hello?” A hand waved between my face and my book. It only takes a few seconds for me to real...

1 like 0 comments 0

Read story

“December” by Aspen Adelaide

Submitted to Contest #98

TW: suicide June I hate the person in the mirror. I think I must love hating the person in the mirror though. Why else would I have so many mirrors? The only wall without a mirror is the one my bed is against. It has a window instead, but the window is just as dangerous. The world outside it moves. The reminder that the world will keep spinning is the worst part. I don’t want it to keep spinning and I can't even comprehend why it didn’t stop. I’ve spent a week staring at her. I don&rsquo...

12 likes 0 comments 0

Read story

“Different people, same problem.” by Aspen Adelaide

Submitted to Contest #45

“We can't think of changing our skin ... Change the world—that's how we gotta think.” - The Secret Life Of Bees  A day to relax. To take a break from the struggles of my daily life. Up keeping day to day appearances can be tiresome. I’m wearing a lovely sleeveless floral print dress with my honey blonde locks pulled into a neat bun, missing only a few pieces perfectly placed along the left side o...

4 likes 2 comments 2

Read story

“Teddy” by Aspen Adelaide

Submitted to Contest #41

Running as fast as my feet can carry me. The air is brimming with a green fragrance reflecting my surroundings. Tall fescue grass tickling my ankles with each stride. Sticks threatening to trip me. At eye level all that can be seen is the dense pines, bark, and moss passing by. Above me the canopy is a maze of branches and leaves with an intense pine smell. Behind the canopy is a menacing grey sky, cold and somber. I hear steps pounding close behind me. Are they catching up? I can’t risk questioning whether they’re closing in ...

14 likes 5 comments 5

Read story

“Rue” by Aspen Adelaide

Submitted to Contest #38

I slowly turn off the warm water and pull the grey ombre shower curtain aside. When I open it I feel the air hit me only slightly cooler than in the shower. I quietly step out grabbing my light grey towel off the hook. I wrap it around myself tucking it under my arm. I put on my lace underwear and bralette both a blush pink set. Then I slip on a silky cool grey robe. I look into the mirror, still too foggy to see my reflection. Instead it’s replaced by a blur of myself. My dark red hair, the color of cherries, falls down my back in loose...

5 likes 6 comments 6

Read story

“light” by Aspen Adelaide

Submitted to Contest #35

It was finally time. Today was the day I would kill someone. That may seem terrible but, trust me they deserve it. They're always causing problems, Annoying to everyone around them ,and no one likes them. I’ll take them to the rooftop of the Chicago Cultural Center. You might be wondering who this person is. I guess you’ll figure it out when the time comes. Well. I guess it’s time. I slip on my slides and walk out the door not bothering to lock it. It’s not like it matters now. I have so many thoughts floating through my head ,but it’s li...

6 likes 0 comments 0

Read story