Alexander Washington
Stories (3/0)
The Shift CHAP.2
The voice makes him stumble back; he braces his hands against the wall. "This is just a dream! All I need to do is wake up!" His thoughts scream. Scrunching his eyes closed he tells himself to wake up, when he opens his eyes, he sees that he is still in the bathroom. He looks up seeing that the face is still in the mirror, it grins back at him shrugging.
By Alexander Washington3 years ago in Fiction
The Shift
16 years ago With breath ridged, and heart pounding she races through the woods, clutching the golden heart locket to her chest. She jumps a log, ducks under a low hanging pine branch, and sneaks a peek behind herself to see if she is being followed. When she see's nothing she ducks behind a choke cherry bush. It's sharp thorn's gash her clothes and gouge her dark skin. As she looks over the bush, she spots the beams of flashlights bobbing up and down the path. Her hands search the ground for a stone, her hand grasps a small flat one.
By Alexander Washington3 years ago in Fiction