Tag: writing

  • The Milk

    When the milk was gone, I knew we were in trouble.  Milk was a necessity in our house and when it was gone, I knew my mom was back in one of her ‘moods’.  We never knew when one of her moods was going to hit or how long it was going to last.  I…

  • The Laundromat

    Check out my story on Booked Solid in Santa Fe, a blog courtesy of the Santa Fe Public Library.

  • The Smell of Decay

    The smell of decay was strong as soon as I stepped onto the porch. I hadn’t visited the house in weeks because I hadn’t wanted to confront the man who was living there unannounced. I had hoped he would leave after the last time I came by and threatened him, but the smell didn’t seem…

  • My Last Swim

    The last time I went for a swim was when I was ten years old. I have not set one toe into a pool, lake or ocean since that day. Up until that moment I had loved the water, the feeling of weightlessness, but the terror from that day ruined water forever for me. My…

  • The Haircut

    Everything about my hair was wrong. The cut, the color, everything. All I had asked for was to get a trim and somehow I woke up and everything was wrong. And I had to go back to school and have everyone stare at me. What your hair looked like at Ashton Grove was everything and one…

  • Unrelenting

    PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart  The rain was unrelenting and it was beginning to put me on edge. I had come to the beach for a sunny vacation and here I was, stuck in endless rain. I actually enjoyed rain for the most part, but this was out of control. If I had wanted rain,…

  • The Mist

    A shrill cry echoed in the mist and suddenly, I knew exactly what had happened. I knew it was my sister, but I didn’t know how to reach her. Or where she was exactly. All I knew was Ava had been kidnapped. And she had been kidnapped by a spirit. But was a spirit a…

  • Shining Star

    As the feather drifted toward me, I wondered if I had done the right thing and not for the first time.  I had auditioned for the school play on a whim and was surprised I had gotten a part.  In reality, I was not interested in acting, but more interested in Ryan.  He had been…

  • The Power of the Cross

    When the air turned black, I knew I was in trouble. The black only meant one thing, that Adam was back. Adam was back and I knew I would be punished. I knew hiding wouldn’t work, that I would just have to wait for him to arrive. As I waited for Adam to find me,…

  • My Best Friend

    No one believed me when I told them the moon was my best friend.  The moon was the only one who listened, but that was also the other problem.  No one believed me when I told them the moon listened to my midnight wonderings.  My stories.  My parents were often gone and I knew I…