Aliya Penyacsek
Bio
Just a human being trying my best. I love literature and I hope you love my stories.
Stories (6/0)
Our Big Break
I grasped my guitar. It felt warm in my hands and pulsed as if alive. We were to perform in 5 minutes, and I clung to it desperately...protectively. This was to be our big break. My bandmates sat in various positions around the greenroom, most of us anxious, except my lead singer. He was drenched in cockiness. To him, success was guaranteed. If I had what he had, I'd be cocky too.
By Aliya Penyacsek2 months ago in Horror
Hogweed
Bits of debris and gravel crunch under my feet. The sound of scraping, squeaking and dragging fills my ears, and sulfur and decay fill my nostrils, yet it’s eerily quiet. There’s a sprawl of both human and animal bones, mixed in various states of decay, as if only half ground and churned meat—a flesh and bone salad. I hear the clink of my locket, heart shaped, the only remanence of family I have left, and yet bits of humanity are splashed everywhere, reminding me of what once was.
By Aliya Penyacsek2 years ago in Horror
