I am an aspiring author I am currently working on getting my first novel published. I love to write science fiction, fantasy, horror and dabble in regular fiction.and a little bit of poetry.
I Awoke with a start I looked around my vision was blurry as I tried to take in my surroundings. I was in pain I put the back of my hand to my mouth "was that blood?" Finally my vision was clearing up I was shocked "am I on a train? I asked disbelief.
My dad's hands are hard working hands they are hard and calloused. They were not always that way. when he was young they were soft and smooth. Dad's hands were made for hard work, he worked hard at a young age helping with chores. Dad's hands got stung by bee's as he helped his father with colonies of bee's
The old man's cabin
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night , a candle burned in the window." It was a cold winters night when I looked out my cabin window. I was surprised to see a light, at first I did not know where the light was coming from.
When they're smoking they're cooking, when they're burnt they're done!
"When they're smoking they're cooking when they're burnt they're done!" Thats what my Great Uncle Ross would say when he cooked hot dogs on the grill. One of my fondest memories as a kid was visiting my Grandma's house for a cookout.
The day the Dragons left
"There weren't always dragons in the valley, once this valley was a dark and dreadful place. I have a tale to tell my name is Aaron I once was king of the dragon people helpers of the dragons. The sun was a dark crimson red and the skies had dark burning clouds. The smell in the air was of sulphur and ash. This valley was a place of great sorrow and suffering."
Ghosts of Cydonia
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space or so they say. However here on mars a scream could be heard quite clear. I looked out my port window, the faint sun had just rose in the Martian sky. The small red flat topped mountains in the distance, and mesa filled terrain was a far cry from my home in Michigan. Even though I agreed to this mission to this foreboding red planet I missed my home. I grew up in a small-town farming community, and it had been a long time since I felt the wind blow through my hair. I missed the corn fields swaying in the wind like waves on the ocean.
The night creature
It was a cold dark February evening, as I anxiously drove down the dirt road. The snow and the wind began to pick up and the road was starting to drift. My name is jake and I needed to get to my uncle John's house. He was terminally ill, and I was his beneficiary. He had never married and had no children, and he was like a father to me.
An empty chair
There is an empty chair in our living room a chair once occupied by the one I love. A chair now empty because you have joined the angels in heaven above. I look at that chair all cold and lonely and im full of despair. I wish it was warm and occupied with you there.
Delta, our stubborn but loveable Dog.
It was June 2003, I was celebrating my birthday and my then wife gave me a T bone steak to cook on the grill. We were strapped for cash during that time. With two little girls to take care of, we were on a very tight budget. So when I received a t bone it was a really special treat.
The pain I feel
the pain I feel is like a hollow empty pit inside my stomach. The pain I feel is like a knife to the heart, sharp and painful. The pain I feel is like a vice squeezing the fabric of my soul. The pain I feel is like a hollow, empty feeling. The pain I feel is like there is no hope it will ever leave me.