Six Years Ago_Creatures of the land of the damned_A Christmas Wish..._Hydrangea Blue
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Six Years Ago
Trigger Warning: This story discusses themes of sexual violence and physical violence.Val pulled his shirt down and re-adjusted himself in his seat, his back to the window with his eyes on the door of the coffee shop. He was antsy, anxious and all other sorts of feelings that he couldn’t put a finger on at this exact moment. He was waiting for an old friend, Hamm, who he hadn’t seen in at least six years. Last time they spoke, it was due to an obstinate disagreement about the situation they had found themselves in which led them to not speak again. Partly, because the avoidance meant they were...
Creatures of the land of the damned
“Where I come from, the land has never seen the light of the sun.” The well aged Gentleman said finishing his cup of coffee. “You asked me who I am, but I say it does now matter, for I am but a tool, a weapon to keep the dark at bay. I am the gatekeeper of my home.” I had met this mystery of a man purely by chance. It happened about 4 hours ago, he barged into my house without saying a word. At first, I thought he was a burglar, but he asked for nothing, he said nothing, he just ran around my house, checking every closet, bed, and dark corner he could find. He was about to leave when something...
A Christmas Wish...
It was a beautiful fall afternoon in Baltimore, and Shy, a registered nurse, had the day off. She loved living here, and so close to the park too, especially during this time of the year when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. As she reflected, she sat down on a bench in the park, thinking about her family back home. Shy, newly married missed herwww.onedoor.cc family dearly, she hadn’t seen them in two years. Shortly after she had graduated, she had gotten a job offer that she just could not resist. So, after their wedding the happy couple moved to Baltimore Maryland. Christmas was coming up in ...
Hydrangea Blue
The bright glint from the corner of the closet cast rainbow colored prisms that danced along the wall and ceiling of my small confines. The sun entered the tiny space through the open door at just the right angle to discover what was there all along waiting to be found. I looked at it with curiosity after I had studied the dancing colors to find their source. Not only was I mesmerized by the magical display but now I was caught up in the intrigue of just what this object was. I didn’t reach for it just yet. I didn’t want the moment to be over. My paintbrush was abandoned for the moment to dr...