Winter Freeze_Random Acts of Kindness_Haunting of the Black Rose_The War Came to Me
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Winter Freeze
(TW: Mentions of a monster and lost life) White freezing snow surrounded me. Buried deep and scurrying through the never-ending crumbling mountains. Cold and panic seeped into my bones chilling every nerve end. I turned my head unceasingly searching for any sign of life, of safety. Nothing, not a thing was visible in this wasteland. Just white glistening snow. I had to keep moving, If I stopped, I knew I would never get out. On I went for what felt like hours until I slammed against something hard. Something grey, hard, concrete. A building, it must be a building. ...
Random Acts of Kindness
I sank in the rigid seat and pressed the side of my head against the cool window. I closed my eyes and hoped I was making the right decision. With only the clothes on my back and what little cash I had in my wallet, I ran. I changed my name. I dyed my hair, and I left all those people I knew back there. The scenery whizzed past me. It was intoxicawww.onedoor.ccting to watch yet sickening. I was mesmerized and shaken at the same time. I closed my eyes and prayed the train would go faster and get me further away. My heart raced in my chest and throat. I held back tears. It was hard to swallow because of the ...
Haunting of the Black Rose
"Please, don't do it!" a man screamed, startling Jessica awake to the flickering lights. She climbed down from the top bunk and opened the door. Before she could exit the room, her roommate pushed her aside and rushed out. Regaining her balance with the help of the door, she stepped out of the room to a chaotic crowd of frightened passengers. She hadn't escaped the horrors of war to drown or get trampled before the first night of the voyage was over. Consequently, she slipped back into the room and locked the door. The only other way out was the ventilation ducts, and she wasn't sure if her...
The War Came to Me
Edgar Weisel sat at a diner counter, shoveling a forkful of Denver omelet into his mouth as if he hadn’t eaten in days. He slurped at his steaming coffee and then took a big bite from a piece of buttered toast. The waitress watched him for a moment with a concerned look on her face.“Everything taste all right?” she asked.He nodded his head briefly without taking his eyes from his meal.She looked at the insignia patch on his shirt sleeve.“You with the 2nd Battalion over there in Bakersfield?” she inquired with a raised voice.Several gray-haired men who were sitting in a nearby booth turned to l...