"Can I please just talk to him?" A whisper laced with a desperate plea. "He's asleep." "Please. I won't wake him." There was a deep and long inhale. "Hold on." She gets out of bed, still dressed in the scrubs that she came home in earlier in the day. It's a little past 1 in … Continue reading I promise
The Storytellers Corner
Original short stories, fictional confessions, and the kind of lies that sound better than the truth.
The Release Of Freedom
I feel the first crick of the crack in my foundation.My instability and insecurity shift underneath me, and the ground that connects me to the physical world grinds—revealing a fracture as thin as a hairline.The tiny fracture wisps its way up my spine. A faint, scattered red glow seeps from the base.It tugs gently at … Continue reading The Release Of Freedom
I dreamed a dream that I can’t remember (part 1)
I woke up in a panic. It's 8 in the morning, and the shirt I slept in is sticking to my neck. I woke up in a panic, but I'm not panicking. I'm relieved. Not panicking. Not scared. Am I okay? I take a few deep breaths in through my nose and slowly let my … Continue reading I dreamed a dream that I can’t remember (part 1)
Confessions of a Compulsive Liar. 