Meagan Smith

“Apathy” by Meagan Smith

Submitted to Contest #208

Trigger warning: This story contains a character dealing with troubled mental health, mention of self-harm, and thoughts/ plans of suicide. If any of these are triggering or you don't want to read about them, I'd advise against reading this. For those who are okay with this, you can continue. Apathy: ap·a·thy noun lack of interest, enthusiasm, or concern. “You don’t have to stay behind every time. You could always just leave. What would he do to you anyways? It’s not like he’s in control of you, you are your own person. Right...

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“Innocence” by Meagan Smith

The night was cold, a chilling wind stirring the fresh fallen snow. The night was a quiet, freezing winter in February. However, barely on the outskirts of the small town, two houses had caught fire.  Neighbors had exited their own homes to try and help the families, two neighbors in particular. The father’s of the households were able to get their respective children out of the house and returned for their wives, one having only a child while the other had two. A two year old and a two month old. Bright green eyes watched as the fi...

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“Rise or Fall” by Meagan Smith

Submitted to Contest #104

"Are you coming tonight?" He could hear the hope in the other's voice, "Miguel. You know I don't like parties, there's always too many people around and it gets stuffy and-” ``''I know, D." Dimitri quietly sighed, thankful the other stopped him before he started rambling. And that usually led to an anxiety attack after. "But it is being held by the school, and I think a few teachers said that the more people you invite, the more extra credit you get." Dimitri perked up at that, "one of your teachers?" Miguel nodded from his place on the ...

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“The wolf and the rabbit” by Meagan Smith

Submitted to Contest #88

The rabbit awoke in a den, one with the scent of a wolf. He froze as his senses awoke with him, feeling a large being sleeping beside him. Outside was a harsh snow storm, but the rabbit wasn't cold. The creature beside him was keeping him warm, keeping him safe. Blue eyes slowly looked at the beast-no. Wolf beside him, the same wolf who had caught him earlier that day. A shiver went down the rabbit's back, his fur standing on edge. His breathing increased as did his heartbeat. The rabbit was frightened, thoughts running rampant in his mind...

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“Close to the heart” by Meagan Smith

Submitted to Contest #69

Dear Journal, I know people would call you a diary but that's just not a good idea for me. But, in other news. My mom has started dating this guy and she thought it would be a good idea that we first meet him and his son on Thanksgiving day. I'll just let that sink in. My MOTHER is dating this RANDOM GUY and thought it would be a GOOD idea to meet him, me and my sibs, that also includes the one I adopted as my own, and his son on THANKSGIVING. The day for 'family and giving thanks. And we should be thankful that I have finally moved on...

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“The Crow and The Buttterfly” by Meagan Smith

Submitted to Contest #60

Things never seemed to go his way, ever since he could remember. But now. Hah, now is just the icing on the cake. He was an agent, working on Pentagon-level issues that the government doesn't want to deal with. However, even his designated section was caught off guard with the pandemic. Zombies. Honestly, he laughed at the thought, but when he watched the footage, he couldn't believe it. Especially since the infected were stronger, faster and more powerful than they were when the people where alive. The only good thing is that they seem...

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“Breaking Inside” by Meagan Smith

Submitted to Contest #58

He couldn't help but smile at the group of friends, each talking to one or the other. His eyes glanced over each one, seeing how they all held genuine happiness in their eyes. Even his little brother, just getting better from a nasty cold, held a bright shine in his baby blues. However, try as he might, his own emeralds couldn't show the same. They all look so happy, a sad smile grazed his lips, even if they don't realize it. He looked back at his phone, the screen showing the number of his latest voice message. He had recently went for an...

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“Talking to the Moon” by Meagan Smith

Submitted to Contest #39

He looked up at the stars, thoughts jumbled up in his head. Things where not supposed to end like this, to be this way. Families fight all the time but about something so simple as his profession? So what if he wanted to study science? So what if he wasn’t that all into familial culture? Is it wrong to want something else? Is it wrong to want to create a change?The more he thought, the more he realized the humor in the situation. He knew they wanted o protect him, but controlling his life? He lightly scoffed, yeah right. That’s all they ever...

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