Short stories & poems

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I press myself flat against the wall, just outside the closest doorway. Shadows stretch across the room as two figures appear. One is tall, with an athletic build, and carries a stun baton gripped tightly in his hand. A jagged scar runs down the left side of his face, starting from his eyebrow an...

The circus always intrigued me, as a young child

Watching the elephants dance, clowns going wild

Sitting under the big top with magic, and tight ropes

Kids and their family eating popcorn, having hopes

I’m sitting here dreaming, about walking the high wire

My heart is racing, and palms start to burn like a fire

Room is spinnng and I can feel, the height of my fear

Climbing up the life line...

“Have you ever heard the story of the Blind Watcher?” Sally asks me with a playful yet menacing tone while we get our backpacks out of our lockers. “The Blind Watcher?” I reply confused but willing to play along with her little Halloween story. Sally smirks but tries to quickly hide it with a facade of seriousness. “Yes, you know they say he comes out the week before Halloween to pick his next lis...

Hailey’s heart beat so rapidly she thought it might burst. In all her twenty-two years, she’d never been face to face with a situation quite like this. Specimen 999 was very much alive, and very much on a major killing spree. The question she was yearning to figure out, was why now? 999–_Trevor—_could have chosen any time to suddenly spring into the horrrfiying monster he was, so why now? There ha...

I am Happy,

I am okay,

Today is great.

It’s just like any other day.

Today is great,

No pistol to my head,

I’m not a hostage,

I’m not being attacked until I’ve bled.

I am content,

I’m in good shape,

The relaxation of today is nice,

There’s no bruise throbbing on my nape.

I am safe,

I promise there’s no pain,

I am alright,

I have no need to complain.

How I word it might sound strange,

But I pro...

“Jackie! Can you just stop, PLEASE,” Lynn exclaims as Jackie says under her breath, with a mocking tone, “let’s take a mindful stroll in a STONED WALL, labyrinth. Great idea Lynn.”

“They open this part of the park next week. I thought it would be fun to be the first ones to go through the labyrinth. We just need to rest and make a better plan. How does that sound Jackie?”

“I don’t see another o...

Gray. The only description for such an old, decaying, dead house. Shudders cracked and peeling off the frame like the bark of a dying tree. The siding warped and paint chipped to reveal an even darker foggier gray. The weather didn't help to brighten the scene with thick dark clouds looming low and close enough together that the sun ceased it's existence. Amongst the gray was a tan brittle an...

I jolted from my sleep, hastily sitting up from the feeling of a cold, slimy hand on my shoulder, yet when my eyes shot open and darted around, I didn’t see anybody there.

“_Maybe my mind is making things up…” _I thought to myself.

But, what I did see was the fact that I was sitting in a homey yet outdated living room that looked nothing like the one in my apartment at all. When I breathed in,...

**The Watcher**

It was raining. Heavy drops fell from the edges of the streetlamp, masking the glow like a misty veil. From the shadows of a half-destroyed brick wall, I waited, unnoticed, invisible. She always took this route home. Always.

I didn’t know her name—not yet. She was “the woman in the green scarf,” or maybe “the one with the light steps.” She floated, unaware of the world around her...

Current WIP — I have more written on a doc but would love feedback so far 🫧 I originally started it years ago but currently working on finishing old projects before starting new ones. Feel free to flllow me here for more of this story

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I wake up in a strange, dark room. My mouth is unbearably dry, and there’s a sharp, excruciating pain radiating from my head. My hands are tied behind my ...