Gothic Mysteries 

The room was so dark I could barely see my fingertips as the only light that illuminated surrounded her like a halo, which was ironic for her trade was far from one of holiness. “You can place your hands before me like so.” How had I gotten myself into this unimaginable scene of looking for…

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Daddy Issues

I knew he was dead and that his body was cold and lifeless. Yet I was so afraid, not because I was so close to the work of death but rather because I couldn’t shake off his ever looming presence. It seemed to remain in tack and ever more powerful. It played itself out boldly…

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For The Love Of Nothingness

I had closed my eyes and smoked out my feelings for an hour in hopes of coming up with some kind of reasoning behind how my feelings seemed to sway between burning love and fiery hatred for you. There was something about the sweet cold nights that awakened me into a new state of mind.…

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Last Hope

Cold sweat had dripped off her body causing her to become aware of the misleading human interactions that had occupied her mind. Her body seemed to be burning up with pure irritation and unspoken truths. Anastasia had felt the cold blood trickle down her fingers staining them completely, marking her as a suspect within her…

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Don’t Let Go

As we stand looking out into the burning field of red, our youth. I know that what we see is everything we aren’t. The vibrant red, our lost youth. The empty space, our state of mind. All the things we’ve lost cover the horizon like a sickeningly dark cloud hanging over our hearts. Here we…

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Forest Of Feelings

The thing about forgotten memories is that they leave us uneasy because we are forced to live with an impression of them constantly. Every so often these memories find themselves creeping up on us bearing feelings that we don’t quite seem to understand or place. So we are left to feel what we might have…

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Last Summer (writing Prompt)

Introduce A New Character (Creative Writing Prompt) Really wanted to try this writing prompt out from Rachel Poli They had to face that this time they couldn’t escape the blistering storm that was their life. How could they be blessed with so much bad luck, this was the thought that itched its way through their heads…

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Pretty boy

I inhaled a puff of smoke that had been blown in my direction like someone in need of instruction and comfort. We had been sitting by the fire for what seemed to be more than two hours. Jamie had invited me to join him in his quest for his manhood. The thick smoke attached itself…

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Relationships and Self Identity- short story

I had sat over the kitchen counter looking out the window as a familiar song began to play out taking me back to the winter that had passed. It was finally summer but my heart hadn’t warmed up or least forgotten the pain that had made its way through me like a sickening virus. Sweeping…

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