Tag: Creative Writing

100 Word Story – Gross Kiss Goodnight (Part Six)

It has been a yearly ritual ever since they were born, a ritual that grew more and more dangerous with each passing year. In the beginning it was something they looked forward to. Now it was torture for the three of them.

Last year was their biggest and most dangerous ritual. They were afraid of having to relive those memories, those haunting, disturbing memories that kept them up at night.

This year, they were planning ahead; they were going to survive by any means possible. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Gross Kiss Goodnight (Part Five)

It has been a yearly ritual ever since they were born, a ritual that grew more and more dangerous with each passing year. In the beginning it was something they looked forward to. Now it was torture for the three of them.

Last year was their biggest and most dangerous ritual. They were afraid of having to relive those memories, those haunting, disturbing memories that kept them up at night.

This year, they were planning ahead; they were going to survive by any means possible. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Gross Kiss Goodnight (Part Four)

It has been a yearly ritual ever since they were born, a ritual that grew more and more dangerous with each passing year. In the beginning it was something they looked forward to. Now it was torture for the three of them.

Last year was their biggest and most dangerous ritual. They were afraid of having to relive those memories, those haunting, disturbing memories that kept them up at night.

This year, they were planning ahead; they were going to survive by any means possible. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Gross Kiss Goodnight (Part Three)

It has been a yearly ritual ever since they were born, a ritual that grew more and more dangerous with each passing year. In the beginning it was something they looked forward to. Now it was torture for the three of them.

Last year was their biggest and most dangerous ritual. They were afraid of having to relive those memories, those haunting, disturbing memories that kept them up at night.

This year, they were planning ahead; they were going to survive by any means possible. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Gross Kiss Goodnight (Part Two)

It has been a yearly ritual ever since they were born, a ritual that grew more and more dangerous with each passing year. In the beginning it was something they looked forward to. Now it was torture for the three of them.

Last year was their biggest and most dangerous ritual. They were afraid of having to relive those memories, those haunting, disturbing memories that kept them up at night.

This year, they were planning ahead; they were going to survive by any means possible. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Gross Kiss Goodnight (Part One)

It has been a yearly ritual ever since they were born, a ritual that grew more and more dangerous with each passing year. In the beginning it was something they looked forward to. Now it was torture for the three of them.

Last year was their biggest and most dangerous ritual. They were afraid of having to relive those memories, those haunting, disturbing memories that kept them up at night.

This year, they were planning ahead; they were going to survive by any means possible. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

November Note – 11/30/19

November Note – 11/30/19

The phone already rang three times today, two of the calls happening within a span of twenty-five minutes. Each one was of the utmost importance, all of them possibly changing the route of Luka’s life. Regardless of whichever one she chose, they all would be nothing but beneficial.

And now, a fourth call was ringing right in front of her.

Luka had applied to so many internships and jobs that she couldn’t keep up with which company or person she was talking to. She had to quickly go through her list of job listings with every call just to make sure she remembered.

Her phone rang three times now. She had to answer to see what kind of offer she could possibly get. Tapping the green button on the bottom of her screen, she answered, “Hello?”

The eleventh month of the calendar has come to a close, leaving only December left…

I really thought about making a dramatic openings, but I gave up really quickly. How are you lovely people doing this month?

Continue reading the Monthly Note for November

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Finale)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part Four)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part Three)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part Two)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part One)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story