From the day I moved in, something hadn’t sat right with me about my new neighborhood. Everything just felt a little… off. To backtrack just a tiny bit, I had recently moved into my new apartment. I would say this was about three months ago now. When I toured the unit, everything was great. Our …
Category: Mini-Series
Crazy Ex: Finale
“Son, I was askin’ you how you know this young lady?” His voice was gravelly, but it comforted me just a bit. “She was… uh… she is my girlfriend—” I trailed off at that last word. Was she? Or was she keeping secrets from me. I wasn’t mad, just worried about her. I had no …
Crazy Ex: Part One
All my life, I’ve been told to be safe on the internet. My parents had always been wary of social media, and as a result, so was I. I tried to remain as anonymous as possible on any social website that I used. I never used my real name, and I didn’t really use them …
I Remember: Finale
I looked through my social media impatiently. It had been days since I last dreamed about the shed or the murders, and I had begun to think that they really had just been all made up in my head. I wanted nothing more than to understand why I was being shown Rebecca Sinclair’s life. She …
I Remember: Part Four
Pretty little thing, hidden away from the world. Buried so deep, no one will ever find her! There was that song again. So familiar. As with the last time, I felt a fluttering in my stomach. I am probably nervous about being back in this shed, I thought. As I entered the dream, I felt …
I Remember: Part Three
“Okay Bri, you have to tell me what happened! It must have been awful… are you okay? What was so bad that you had to vomit like that?” Sarah sat me down on my couch and tried to comfort me. “Awful is the understatement of the century.” Feeling nauseous and weak, I told Sarah the …
I Remember: Part Two
Of course. The library is every bit as horrible as I remember it being. I sat, sulking and leaning against the back of a creaky old chair. I felt suffocated; everything looked like it was covered in years of dust, and in my mind, I was breathing all of that in. It was dead silent …
I Remember: Part One
This will be another mini-series. It is based on a dream I had years ago. I hope you enjoy 😉
Eloise’s Journal
Sept. 14, 1986:Today, Ryan and I may have stumbled upon something big today… We just wanted some adventure! But now I am scared. It’s already 4 a.m., and I can’t bring myself to sleep.I can’t forget what we saw… Ryan and I took that old road, Rosehill, and way out there we found a secret …
Eloise’s Story
Yet another day of doing absolutely nothing, thought Austin to himself. Even though he was more than used to his boring summers, he couldn’t help but wish he could go somewhere else in the world. All of his friends went to other states or on cruises for their summers, but he was always left behind …
