Emily Pollan

“Faceless” by Emily Pollan

Submitted to Contest #244

My whole life, there has been this figure always looming behind me, only visible to me. No noticeable features, no noticeable clothing, just this dark humanoid figure. It’s never really done anything. It is just…there. Sometimes it is simply standing there, sometimes it’s messing with something in the background like a ball or phone, sometimes it’s even crawling on the ceiling. It stopped bothering me when I was six or seven. The only thing about it that has always bothered me is the chill I feel when I see it. The feeling isn’t the same kin...

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“Modoc” by Emily Pollan

Submitted to Contest #243

Author's Note: This story is based on the true story of my fluffy little brother. Due to time constrains (college is hard) and the new style I attempted, this definitely isn't even close to the quality of my usual writing. I attempted to write this in a sort of diary entry-inspired format, with key moments that I find especially special from my life with him. I remember people walking by in the bustling city streets. Some would look at me, some would give me a little food, but most just walked by. Until someone came up to me, kneeled down, ...

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“Life Giver” by Emily Pollan

Submitted to Contest #239

“Charlie!” Amanda called out, skipping her way over to the little boy under a tree. “Hi Amanda, did you sneak out again?” Charlie asked. “No! My mom said I could go out!” “Already? Weren’t you just grounded for sneaking out last time?” “Shush!” “Alright.” “Anyway, what are you drawing?” Amanda peerd over Charlie’s shoulder. “A butterfly. It’s almost done.” “...

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“A Wonderful Selection” by Emily Pollan

“This place you chose is amazing,” Said Bella, looking around at the shining lights and elegant wallpaper. “I chose it because of the food I heard they have here,” Michael said, sitting himself down in the cool leather booth. A silent waiter came over and placed down two laminated menus in front of each of them. They both looked at the waiter and he looked back with a welcoming smile, his brown curly hair...

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“A Goddesses Theory” by Emily Pollan

Submitted to Contest #159

Quick Note: A friend gave me the idea of using time as a currency. Without him, this story wouldn't be possible! Time is such a simple thing, yet humans struggle to comprehend it. A second is gone in a blink of my eye, and each second passing brings you closer to something. Whether that something be a life changing moment, or simply picking a rock up off the ground, that is left up to another force in t...

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“Does this Feel Familiar?” by Emily Pollan

Submitted to Contest #156

TW: This story has dreamcore/weirdcore imagery and ideas of transphobia in it that the character deals with. “Don’t you remember?” One of the hyper-realistic, disembodied mouths on the wall said to me in a cunning, female voice. “No,” I responded without a single thought, focusing on the creaking of the bright pink and yellow swing as I swung back and forth. I’ve been here for a long time, I ref...

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“Escape Artist” by Emily Pollan

Submitted to Contest #151

Again. I’m sitting here, staring at the same dirty concrete floor again. Scrapes and bruises cover my arms and legs from my earlier struggles. The eerie echo of the dripping dirty water in the corner of the room is taunting me. I can feel my anger growing every time a drop hits this filthy floor.  Sinking my nails into my mud stained green dress, I then tare my hands away from it and grab the plate near me and t...

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