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start ; 12/26/22 đŸȘ¶ young writer [ her ] *tips and notes on my writing are heavily appreciated

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Indescribable

The soles of my sneakers slammed on the pavement as I was making my way home. God, this was just the worst night shift of my life. I looked like a complete mess.


Suddenly, I felt a buzz coming from my unorganized bag. I sighed as i began to rummage through my bag, struggling to find my phone. After a couple of seconds, I manage to find it.


A notification popped up on my screen, and an ominous fe...

Noah’s Gone Missing

Noah went missing a few days ago. I have no idea where he is, and nobody has a clue either. I tried, or we all tried to look for him. Me, Alyssa, Mark, Jonathan. A whole search party was conducted in order to find him. The cops think he ran away, but that’s not like him. He wouldn’t do that, would he?


No, no. He wouldn’t do that.


Thinking of what could have happened until I was pulled out of my ...

The Mailman

Five o’clock. Every week, on Sunday. I wait for the mail to arrive.


I finish my classes and arrive back home and think about the mail, even if it’s not on Sunday. I could be cooking, cleaning, even doing my assignments, but ill still be thinking about my mail.


I mean I write letters to myself, subscribe to random newsletters, and receive letters about upcoming sales at a local shop. I love my ma...

Oh, How I Miss Her.

13/12/1889


I stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the beach that was below, where families laid on the warm sand and played all day long.


Where my wife and I used to sit and talk for hours, not bothering to check the time on our watches.


I remember how her dress laid on the grass, and her beautiful hair, that was the color of flames, blew around perfectly in sync with the breeze.


A...

See You Around.

“In a way, this is a happy ending for the both of us.” I smile, carrying a box of clothes.


“Yeah..” Jason mutters as I load the box into the truck.


Jason is my fiancé, or ex-fiancé actually.

I mean we were happy, at first. But soon, the obsession began.


He didn’t leave the house if it wasn’t with me, and he didn’t allow me to leave, and when he did, he would follow me around. He has sudden ou...

Thank God She Doesn’t Have His Eyes.

It’s November 16th, 2004.


I sit next to my husband, Sebastian, on our sofa, covered with a colorful blanket, holding his hand as we watched a movie, specifically Grease . He lets out a chuckle after seeing Danny’s reaction to Sandy’s makeover, I smile softly and grab a handful of popcorn.


Our life was perfect. We would be married for 4 years in December. All we ever wanted was a baby, but as muc...

one bullet left.

I leaned against the wall, the dress I wore allowed me to blend in with the crowd at the ball. But I was not here to waltz. I was waiting for the signal.


The ball was hosted by the one and only, Richard Roman. Publicly, he was one of the most successful people ever, but what that masked was a criminal. All those innocent people’s lives that he took and all the precious artifacts stolen from diff...

jealous of me.

It was dark. I couldn’t see. I start to panic not knowing where I am, but suddenly I hear a muffled voice.


Someone’s
here?


I got up from what seemed to be a bed and raised my arms, looking for any source of light or escape.


I felt a switch and I pressed it. The result, was a lamp turning on. I scan the room and my eyes land on an oak door and so I unlocked it. There was the voice, a woman ta...

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