Sacrifice_A Lake of Reflections_Murder in the neighbourhood_Eternal Sleep
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Sacrifice
Trigger warning: rape Have you ever been a kind of person a year ago and the other year, you change completely? Well, that has happened to me too. I started the year by saying that I will only care about my career and I won’t have any babies or relationships. I am Lucy and this is my story. I was living in Berlin, I moved there in 2016 because my career made me to. I was a programmer. I was living in an apartment alone. I was thawww.onedoor.cct kind of person that was a hard worker on Mondays till Friday, and during the weekends I was hanging out with my friends, going to parties and doing what a 25-year-ol...
A Lake of Reflections
Standing by Terrance, his arm around her as if the chill in the air had made Belinda cold. That morning watching the Sun rise with all its glistening shimmers of yellow warmth creeping over the hilltops squinting at the brightness to the end of a long night of sleeplessness, tear-stained eyes in the middle of the Montana wilderness near the One Bedroom Cabin off Glacier Lake that Marian and Belinda had Alt-time-shared. However, Marian was the one who wanted to break the partnership up and take the Bakery business in another direction. I had told you before Marian, take the business, give me ...
Murder in the neighbourhood
Peeking through the window my surprise turned to horror; drops of blood sprinkled all over Mr Rodwells' window.The screaming all went to a silence; the environment was quite as he switched off the lights. An hour had gone by;Mr Rodwell opened his front door carrying a body wrapped in a back bag as he headed towards the dark woods with a shovel on his left hand. Mr Rodwell continued digging and digging and when he saw the pit was deep enough; he threw the body inside the pit and covered it. I trailed slowly behind him; hiding behind a tall oak tree. I felt something crawling all over me; the ...
Eternal Sleep
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. Looking up to the heavy rain pattering against the broken shingles of the house, Lilith was flushed with nostalgia. The faded white fence pided the yard from the sidewalk and street behind her. She walked tentatively along the bricks as she gazed up to the old house she had so longingly wished to return to. The dormers were old and weathered with pieces of the window cracked and broken from children who threw rocks from the sidewalk. Leaves skipped the across the yard, smacking against her legs w...