please help us raise awareness about the disturbing incident that occurred at the Smithsonian Museum after an employee harassed young girls
This is about a boy born with a curse that makes people laugh whenever they get a glimpse of his face. On one of his usual days, he stumbled upon a caravan of performers. Fascinated by one of the perf...
Memoir of Neglect
-Fictional piece inspired by the "Someone whose busiest night of the year is Halloween" prompt
-Heavily inspired by self-reflection
-Emotionally neglectful parents leave their daught...
When I was young I saw us for what we are: painful containers.
The Narrator Vol. 1 Chapter 1: The Light - When obsession is mistakenly confused for love, lies become truth and every single word or thought, each and every move you make, becomes wrong. Legs become ...
Sometimes healing from the past is something we delay because it's much larger than ourselves and we're afraid. I hope everyone who reads this recovers from their trauma.
They clung to our kitchen table like Vultures Waiting for mother to bring her goods
A short story about a person who had experienced a traumatic event and has forgotten it due to a reaction to the trauma. The writing style is based on the book Slaughterhouse 5' by Kurt Vonnegut. The ...
please help us raise awareness about the disturbing incident that occurred at the Smithsonian Museum after an employee harassed young girls
This is about a boy born with a curse that makes people laugh whenever they get a glimpse of his face. On one of his usual days, he stumbled upon a caravan of performers. Fascinated by one of the perf...
Memoir of Neglect
-Fictional piece inspired by the "Someone whose busiest night of the year is Halloween" prompt
-Heavily inspired by self-reflection
-Emotionally neglectful parents leave their daught...
When I was young I saw us for what we are: painful containers.
The Narrator Vol. 1 Chapter 1: The Light - When obsession is mistakenly confused for love, lies become truth and every single word or thought, each and every move you make, becomes wrong. Legs become ...
Sometimes healing from the past is something we delay because it's much larger than ourselves and we're afraid. I hope everyone who reads this recovers from their trauma.
They clung to our kitchen table like Vultures Waiting for mother to bring her goods
A short story about a person who had experienced a traumatic event and has forgotten it due to a reaction to the trauma. The writing style is based on the book Slaughterhouse 5' by Kurt Vonnegut. The ...