De'John Connerly-Bey
Bio
Writer. Artist. Songwriter. Performer. Actor. Musician. Dancer.
Stories (5/0)
Mystery Invite
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I thought, “I could get in trouble if I go exploring this cabin.” The night sky lit with lightning. “The sound of a car driving behind me reminded me that I still had some exploring of this new town. I am new and I get the feeling everyone already knows. This one house is neglected, and everyone acts as if it is okay to leave it like this? There is no for rent sign or sign of anyone ever there.” Noland turned to head back to his apartment. It was close to the cabin in the woods.
By De'John Connerly-Bey2 years ago in Horror
Guess Who!?
I'm not a nobody. I'm starting to not like a nobody. Heard this conversation before from some family plus a few extra bodies. Color me exactly how you see me as. Anything short definitely will not make a pass. I think it's funny the thought of somebody trying to be somebody trying to be somebody else. Listen well or miss out on another lesson or know it's something you know you dun felt. Spread the wealth. Respect yaself. Teach one. Teach the next. It's some real knowledge to learn when ya know oneself. Why so many questions? All I see is many riddlers without any good suggestions. One thing for certain, its not time to close the curtains. Life brings more than problems so work hard for the answer like you never had a clue. Take a good look in the mirror or where you going and make sure you know you.
By De'John Connerly-Bey3 years ago in Poets
Escape
A single 35 year man with a tattoo on his face with a name that read Janics smiled and thought, “Some things never change.” His name was Thomas Ritso. He lived alone in the city of Chicago. He was sitting, hands folded with his eyes towards the sky. He was thinking of lighting another cigarette. No cigarettes or lighter in his black denim jacket but he could walk to the nearby corner and go into the Sandwich & Soda Stop to get what he needed to smoke. His eyes caught a barn owl perched on the tall white fence surrounding the house. The barn owl was staring in the direction of Thomas but looked as if it were getting ready to fall asleep. Thomas noticed a black squirrel climbing along the fence and eventually running into the now asleep barn owl. Brown and white feathers floated in the air as the barn owl took flight. The black squirrel fell from the fence but landed on its feet and quickly scurried away. The breeze blew the branches of the royal star magnolia tree. It is a beautiful sight to see but he took the squirrel running into the barn owl as a sign that he should go back inside. He got up from his seat on the front porch and made his way inside his house. The door is locked. He reached into his blue jean pants and retrieved a pair of keys. He unlocked the first screen door and then he unlocked the second light blue wooden door. Once he was able to get inside the house, he turned around to lock the door. He then made his way to the study to the left of him. His eyes caught sight of the journal willed to him by his godmother. He thought, “My three bedroom house was given to me after my godfather passed shortly after my godmother. This is the only house on the street that had a barn in the backyard. Still strange to me.” Janics was the name of Thomas’s godmother. The thought of her gone always made him tear up. Thomas was close to his godmother during the last years of life. He grew up in this same house and had cherished the memories of his youth during the times spent inside this house. Thomas grew up as wild as the animals that he soon came to meet during his stay at his godparents house but it was nothing but innocent fun. Thomas walked to the bathroom to get a tissue to wipe the now falling tears coming down his cheeks. He caught a glimpse of his now red eyes and the stream of tears running over the name Janics. He sat on the closed toilet seat and closed his eyes shut hoping that he wouldn’t start crying too much. The thought of his godfather seeing him cry like this when Thomas was going through his divorce brought a smile to Thomas' face. He could hear his godfather talking to him now saying exactly the same thing when Thomas showed up to this same house with the divorce papers signed and finalized, “There is no more pain tied to being unhappily married. You should go on vacation or pick up a new hobby.” Thomas chuckled a bit and stood thinking, “Maybe I should go on vacation.” Thomas' godfather's name was also Thomas. Thomas’ godfather last name was different from Thomas’s last name. Thomas was adopted into a family who used to stay next door to his godparents house. The house next door had gone up for sale and Thomas took it as a sign that maybe he should go on vacation.
By De'John Connerly-Bey3 years ago in Humans