Emma Duncan
Let’s write something good
Emma Duncan
Let’s write something good
Let’s write something good
Let’s write something good
The mirror in the woods doesn’t reflect what others see. It shows who you are not who you pretend to be. When I look in the mirror I see a monster looking at me, a devil and not something I want to look at me. That might be why I see it in the mirror, the thoughts shown what’s hidden behind my smile. I haven’t talked bad about them, I haven’t even tried. But this mirror seems to see how I feel ins...
“So your my fairy god mother?” The fear that once filled her voice left within seconds. It wasn’t the fairytale she had imagined but no one ever said it had to be by the book.
“Yes my child my looks may not be what you were hoping for, but it’s the ones like me who no one goes searching for,” The tall figure left her eyes covered with hair, her voice was angelic and entrancing. Drawing the...
With this small freedom the ten year old Aziel made a friend. An eleven year old girl who went by the name Ashley. She was a outgoing girl who loved to talk, this trait was the thing that drew Aziel to her. The young boy was never found of words, they were never something that come easy to him so it was common that he used the same phrase or wording. It didn’t take long for Ashley to learn how he ...
The man looked at himself in the mirror, checking his hair to spit any grey hairs. It was part of his morning routine now. The loud crash and yelling outside his apartment didn’t faze him anymore, it would be more worrisome if it wasn’t there every morning. It was a the era of super powers, and with every power there will always be a villain no matter how hidden they stay. The world has always bee...
“Met me at the playground, he said I’ll meet you there,” Ally sat on the swing only slightly swinging, “He’s always pulling these pranks why did I even come.”
She let out a sigh and looked to the sky, she had actually been pretty excited for this as Daniel had actually seemed nervous for once. Nervous about what though, that’s all she wanted to know why was that to much to ask for.
“Al...
Dread filled her mind as she felt her arms starting to get tired. She couldn’t let them catch her, for the safety of her sister she had to keep going, “Alice please wake up! We could swim down please,” Her eyes were on her sister and her restless sleep, it had been three days as she tossed and turned but never actually waking. “Please Alice I want to go home but I can’t leave you,” Her voice had t...
Although I couldn’t see, something told me that I definitely wasn’t alone in the cellar. There was no mistaking the feeling, the one you get while walking alone. The same feeling there is when you finish reading something terrifying. Except this one was different, this one was real.
No matter how much I stared my eyes never seemed to adjust to the darkness, the guards had always been strict on so...
“The knife belongs to me.” The words came out as barely a mutter. They didn’t seem real as everyone’s eyes turned towards me. It was definitely my knife if I hadn’t claimed it I know they would have seen my initials engraved onto it’s hilt.
The knife was the same one used to kill my dearest friend. They wouldn’t think I was the one who killed him. Would they? Would they really think I would have ...