Eddie J Grym
Bio
I have been creating stories for fifteen years now, but have only been writing since 2014. I enjoy the craft that is to spell the adventures of the mind into sentences and pages to share these journeys with others.
Twitter & IG: @ejgrym
Stories (10/0)
The sunflower in my garden...
Spring was here. I thought as I got out of the door, that would lead me to our garden. The wind started playing around with my hair, as the smell of the flowers we planted some weeks ago, filled the space all around me. My mind was racing with thoughts, mostly those happy moments we had lately, in our new house.
By Eddie J Grym4 years ago in Humans
The Bank Heist Hostage
It was all so sudden; just when I thought I would be having a great day, I end up at the business end of a few shotgun cannons as I lay flat on the floor. I stood in line at the bank to cash-in on a check that a co-worker gave me for an ancient firewood oven that belonged to my great-grandfather. Little did I know that my luck would turn out this way.
By Eddie J Grym4 years ago in Criminal
Stars of Solace (ep. 3)
I guess that first impressions matter more than what the average person is willing to admit. When I met Alice, she was this beautiful girl that caught me at first glance. Quite stern and calm, irradiating confidence. Honestly, I could only dream of dating a girl like her. Of course, to my surprise, she had a thing for me as well. We had fun after the first rehearsal for a few cover songs from our favorite bands. Yet every time I remember that day, I can't help but to smile and feel a bit embarrassed about my behavior. I guess I have grown more confident since then. As it turns out, she is actually quite sweet and loving. A little meek once she reveals her true self.
By Eddie J Grym4 years ago in Criminal
The Lady of Rust
- The story of a town you should not visit - As far as myths and legends go, it is undeniable that people are attracted to fear. The sensation of adrenaline coursing through the veins, provoked by the thought of miserable failure. More often than naught, it is the image of grazing the hands of the reaper, the most frightening occurrence of the mind.
By Eddie J Grym4 years ago in Horror
Stars of Solace (ep. 2)
Hello again. This is Axel, writing to you from a notebook that I hope no one will discover yet. Actually, this counts more as my first time writing here since I sent my previous letter through the wind like a paper plane; looking back, it was foolish and desperate. It hasn't been a day since I last wrote something, so I will try to keep this a daily effort, at least until I get out.
By Eddie J Grym4 years ago in Criminal
Stars of Solace (ep. 1)
Life can be funny, rough, enjoyable, burdening. It is what we make it, but sometimes it is what others make it for us when we let them. We all find pain and joy with every memory we make. A lot of anxiety comes from the past, memories of the things that have happened to us regardless of being good or bad. I'm not here to give you a philosophy lesson, I'm here to tell you what hurts me the most. The fact that I remember that day so clearly, how one thing led to another, and everything seemed to align against me. It was the day I lost everything that I cared for when everything I believed in wasn't right. I wish I was exaggerating, but this time it went too far. Holding on to hope, wishing for just one more moment to change one thing that led to this, maybe, just maybe none of this would've happened. All I have left is to gaze at the stars and ponder upon the thing that never was.
By Eddie J Grym4 years ago in Criminal
Pale Darkness
A nine-year-old boy named Tyson, who was moving with his family to an old house, away from civilization. The boy had friends to worry about, but he would never see them again. - Why couldn't we stay at home? They miss us! - Tyson said, - Your father got us a better life, you can't complain! - answered Martha, Tyson's mother. An overwhelming silence invaded the vehicle as they arrived at their new home.
By Eddie J Grym4 years ago in Horror