Anna LaFountaine

Anna LaFountaine

Illustrator • Writer • Photographer • Cartoonist

Picture books • Flash fiction • Horror • Poetry

Instagram: @shdwflwr

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  • Anna LaFountaine
    Published a day ago
    Basement

    Basement

    Chained down, just waking up.
  • Anna LaFountaine
    Published 3 days ago
    The Deer

    The Deer

    Driving down a secluded road was nothing more than routine for Jonathan. He had driven down this dark and empty road more times than he could count and nothing out of the ordinary was ever worth making a note of. He worked the night shift in a factory and enjoyed the scenic view of fields and forests, even though it made the commute to work longer.
  • Anna LaFountaine
    Published 3 days ago
    In the Kitchen

    In the Kitchen

    Dim light shining over the sink.
  • Anna LaFountaine
    Published 10 days ago
    The Mirror in the Cabin

    The Mirror in the Cabin

    Has something strange ever happen to you and it takes a while for you to internalize what happened? It still doesn’t make sense to me and I’m having trouble trying to understand the reason behind it. I just know I’ll probably never go camping again. A few days ago I went on a camping trip with my best friend Lumi. She’s not really the type of person who would want to go camping. I planned on bringing a tent and sleeping on the ground in a cozy sleeping bag. On the other hand, I found out that she had rented a cabin on the campgrounds we were staying at. “Don’t worry about it, Jess!” She persuaded. “You won’t regret it! It’s still camping.” I remembered scoffing. “It’s really not.”
  • Anna LaFountaine
    Published 10 days ago
    Summer’s End

    Summer’s End

    Summer happened early this year and while no was was expecting it to, one person was overcome with joy. “What will you be doing today?” A voice called out to Lena who was in the middle of day dreaming. “Hmm?” She snapped out of it. “Sorry. I’m not sure what I’ll be doing now that school is over.” Her friend Sam set down a glass of lemonade onto the diner table. He wiped his hands onto his apron. “When my shift is over we can head over to the bookstore.” He suggested. “Nah.” Lena sighed. “I spent all of my time there while I was in school. I need something different but there’s never anything to do in this town.” Sam laughed. “You were so excited to be done with school and to start summer but instead you look pretty bummed.”
  • Anna LaFountaine
    Published 10 days ago
    The Sculpture

    The Sculpture

    I remember things so clearly that it feels like I lived these events not too long ago. In fact it has been an extremely long time since I last saw my friend Jack. I remembered that he was wearing a faded orange shirt that day and he recently broke his arm. It was his left one and he just so happened to be a lefty. He couldn’t draw for weeks!