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My brows were furrowed and my leg was shaking up and down furiously. I was hunched in front of the computer, trying to find the source of the error. Work was always important to me, therefore I often overlooked little details such as how I seemed to my co-workers. That is the reason as to why, to this day, I still don’t know why she choose to come to me. I remember her radiant aura, her big smile and he...
“Thomas, are you feeling well?” I opened my eyes to see myself seated at a table, eating a meal with a girl. She didn’t seem that much older than me, but despite the feeling that I’ve seen her before I can’t remember anything about her. “Um, who are you?” I asked, not taking my eyes off of her. The girl wiped her face slowly with a napkin before locking eyes with me. A tear ran down h...
Trigger Warning: the following story contains subjects such as: depression, suicide, etc. Worthless. Ungrateful. Stupid. The wind was caressing her face as she looked over the city, pondering on different things. Would she, or would she not? She admir...
The sound of his footsteps echoed across the empty streets of Tijuana. Fliers of missing people flew by him as they were carried by the harsh wind. Mateo’s body was tense and the circles under his eyes gave away his stress. The bills were higher than he expected, and with Ella getting pregnant… getting by was becoming hard. ...
Warning: death, blood, murder, etc. “TURN THE MUSIC DOWN BRIAN!” Tiffany screamed at the top of her lungs in hopes the music won’t drown her words. Loud footsteps followed her words, before her door swung open. “Can you be any more annoying than...
“Good luck on your studies!” The librarian said with a monotonous voice before proceeding to button up her purple knitted coat. The girl thanked the woman quickly before hurrying with the stack of heavy old books towards the exit. She was supposed to be at Kate’s house 20 minutes ago, but finding these books proved to be a difficult task.
Day 1My mother used to say that talking to people helps ease your mind, but since I have no one to talk to, writing should keep me sane going. Hello, I am Alex and I’m 27 years old. When If you’re reading this, it’s probably been a long time since this whole apocalypse started so let me try and summarize everything: everything wasn’t like this at first. Earth was actually pretty decent. A lot more an...
Just a small wannabe writer ^^ ~Mostly Horror~ Thanks for everyone checking out my little stories 😄
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