I’m laughing and talking with my friends, occasionally taking bites of spaghetti or sips of wine, when I see a waiter approaching me out of my peripheral vision. I keep talking to my friends, assuming he’s coming to refill my wine for me. But instead I watch the man take a small vial out of his pocket. It’s filled with a strange vibrant purple liquid. He tips the vial carefully into my drink. I...
Seeing something you’ve never seen before,
Or so you think, but there’s much more,
A vague sense of familiarity making you doubt,
Not knowing why makes you want to shout,
Coming up with strange, unlikely
reasons,
As to why your memory has committed treason,
Asking others if they feel it too,
This is the sense of déjà vu....
The leaves slowly tumbling down,
All turned red, or a light shade of brown,
A crisp, cool wind blowing in the air,
Whooshing and gusting, loudly it blares.
A thin layer of snow coating the ground,
Children’s joyous shouts echoing around,
The sweet smell of autumn, making one smile,
Wafting and winding, for many a mile.
The cheerful emotions are widespread and vast,
Rejoice, for fall is h...
5/2/21 “Ma’am, we found your son dead. We have no idea what caused it. I’m so sorry for your loss.” My heart stopped beating for a moment as I silently wept, my head in my tear-covered hands. I looked up at the police who delivered the terrible news, my mouth opening to speak. He was frozen in a standing position with his head tilted downward in grief for my beloved son. I looked sideways and see...
I walk into the oak-wood wardrobe gently opening the carefully-chiseled door knobs. The smells I’m greeted with are terrible. There’s an overwhelming scent of sweat. There are clothes hanging untidily that smell like they’ve never heard of a dishwasher. I hold my nose, grimacing. I see a black shirt, and a dirty pair of denim shorts. The hamper is empty, and looks like it’s never been used. But wo...
I walk into the oak-wood wardrobe gently opening the carefully-chiseled door knobs. The smells I’m greeted with are terrible. There’s an overwhelming scent of sweat. There are clothes hanging untidily that smell like they’ve never heard of a dishwasher. I hold my nose, grimacing. I see a black shirt, and a dirty pair of denim shorts. The hamper is empty, and looks like it’s never been used. But wo...
I walk into the oak-wood wardrobe gently opening the carefully-chiseled door knobs. The smells I’m greeted with are terrible. There’s an overwhelming scent of sweat. There are clothes hanging untidily that smell like they’ve never heard of a dishwasher. I hold my nose, grimacing. I see a black shirt, and a dirty pair of denim shorts. The hamper is empty, and looks like it’s never been used. But wo...
Beatrice wished she didn’t have to kill the king. She truly didn’t want to, but of course she had to. That night the king was inviting every maiden in town to attend a ball, where he would choose his queen. His name was King Charming II. He was following the tradition of his father, who hosted a similar ball and married Cinderella. The truth was, he was a complete tyrant, and treated the townspeop...
Noah slipped into his tiny twin bed and fell into a restless sleep. He had the strangest feeling that someone or something was watching him, and it was very unsettling.
Around two-o-clock in the morning Noah heard a weird clatter. It sounded like metal banging against metal. He also heard pounding footsteps. As the sound grew louder and louder Noah sat up in bed anxiously. “Mom?” he asked. “Dad?...
Victorious
An overwhelming sense of victory, coursing through my veins, making me feel like the greatest person in existence.
Prideful
Pride, seeping through my body,
Arrogance taking over, leaving no room for an ounce of humbleness and modesty.
Satisfied
Satisfaction, making me feel amazing, and accomplished, gallon by gallon, pouring into my body....
