If only a crisis brought out the best

In mankind when put to the test....

I’m writing in this journal that I found in an empty, unlocked house a few days ago. It was blank so I figured I should take it lest it goes to waste forever. I happened upon it as I searched through what looked like a younger girl’s room to find clothes to fit my ever-shrinking figure. I haven’t had any food in 2 days, and what I did eat last was a sorry excuse for a meal. I feel like I’m losing ...

In dreams, the world is taken

Replaced with ash and bone.

Left behind to wander

The animal takes hold.

Pulled into oblivion

Dragged to the abyss.

In dreams, it always feels right.

Awake, she feels amiss....

The sun was now fully behind the mountains, only the edges glowed with the remaining daylight. The endless trees started to take on a dark presence, a warning.

Just moments ago, the golden hour illuminating half of their trunks and shimmering on the frosty pavement made M feel like she might actually be dreaming. She felt weak from the amount of fearful adrenaline that had been coursing through h...

Never in her life did M imagine herself begging for a stranger to pick her up from the side of a remote highway. The sun was setting fast, she had no food or water and fear of what hid in the pitch dark forest was rising in her stomach. She swore she could feel the temperature drop by the minute and was in no way dressed for the freezing conditions that would take place tonight. It was either die ...