Abigail Penhallegon

Joined May 2022

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Bio

I'm an aspiring novelist. I've started many stories and just recently become more confident in my abilities due to the encouragement of great friends and teachers. I'd like to spread joy through my writing, so prepare for happy endings. :)

Stories (46/0)

Blind Date
Perhaps I’m better off on my own That is not what I want Rushing away from unpleasant possibilities I walk through the door alone
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Poets
Thoughts on Vocal’s Increasingly Odd Challenges
Actually, I think we should ban these challenges. I mean, do you really think I want to spend my evenings finding ways to
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Poets
Snow Angel
Snowflakes dust onto her cheeks and nose, causing her to blink rapidly as she stares straight up, up, up, at the white falling from white, endlessly and gently floating down toward her in soft, silent clumps.
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Poets
The Art of Revisiting (Version 3)
"One step forward, two steps back." It's a familiar enough phrase that encompasses a view which is either pessimistic or realistic, depending on where you stand.
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Humans
Sunrise, Sunset
here is night. darkness thrives a subtle shift dim gray Lights the skies shining now through Cloud, mist, haze Piercing rays
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Poets
Sunrise, Sunset
Night Dark Dim Haze Rays Light Bright Day
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Poets
The -isms
the storms of life tear at you and you fall even when you look for the good, try for the best
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Poets
Top Story - January 2024
ResolutionsTop Story - January 2024
What I intend to do this year on Vocal, Really, Is simply To be Encouraged. * Justify and Understand the Still-present urge
By Abigail Penhallegon3 months ago in Poets
Enfissure
She stares at the screen, waiting, praying for the words to come. She's been avoiding it for days. But it's been building, building, and she has to do it, has to get it over with.
By Abigail Penhallegon5 months ago in Fiction
Enfissure
The water runs, and she stares out the window. Distracted by the sun shining through the leaves, she allows more than enough water into the kettle. It doesn't matter.
By Abigail Penhallegon5 months ago in Fiction
Waiting Game
Footsteps behind me- Oh, you’re farther than I thought. Dumb. I hold the door.
By Abigail Penhallegon6 months ago in Poets
You too!
“Thank you for flying With us!” Says the attendant. “Yeah,” I blurt, “You too!”
By Abigail Penhallegon6 months ago in Poets

Abigail Penhallegon

Bio

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Blind Date

Thoughts on Vocal’s Increasingly Odd Challenges

Snow Angel

The Art of Revisiting (Version 3)

Sunrise, Sunset

Sunrise, Sunset

The -isms

ResolutionsTop Story - January 2024

Enfissure

Enfissure

Waiting Game

You too!

Stories (46/0)