Bria Chaffin
Bio
Typical millennial with years and years of maladaptive daydreaming under her belt. Daydreams that I need to put down in words. Oklahoma native working a manual labor job by day, and diving into her stories at night.
Stories (6/0)
The Red Eyed Favor Part III
“Of all the names you could have called yourself, you went with ‘Daddy’?” “Would you have preferred that I refer to myself as Master, instead? I know I am new to modern day colloquialisms, but I’m under the impression that the two can be interchangeable.”
By Bria Chaffin3 years ago in Horror
Dear Mom,
Dear mom, Full disclosure, I’m really emotional while writing this and it’s going to come off like one of my famous rants, and maybe it is, but just buckle up. Ever since I was in third grade taping angry letters to community center doors about the ‘unfairness’ of not letting nonmember children play on the center’s playground after hours like some sort of tiny, demented version of Martin Luther, you knew I had a flare for the dramatic.
By Bria Chaffin3 years ago in Humans
Aged to Perfection
Harold had a lot to do today. The first being that he had to pick up his suit from Terry's Drycleaner. He’d been going to them for years, but the new kid Terry had hired made Harold nervous. She seemed nice enough, but her electric green hair looked fried. Anyone that didn’t protect their own hair from heat damage were probably not that careful with fabrics either.
By Bria Chaffin3 years ago in Humans
The Red Eyed Favor Part II
Katie Sharp squinted when another lifted truck with LED headlights gave her a free x-ray as it roared past. She tried to blink past the spots. It wasn’t the first time today she’d had her eyeballs flash-banged while inching along the highway taking her out of the Dallas traffic she’d been stuck in for hours
By Bria Chaffin3 years ago in Horror
The Red Eyed Favor
The sodden paper sack holding her pathetic excuse for groceries almost fell from her slackening grip. Almost. She had eggs in there. Sure, she also had a bag of brown rice underneath the eggs, but she was so sick of rice. Beans had more protein, but rice was cheaper.
By Bria Chaffin3 years ago in Horror
