Ellen Mccrea
Stories (2/0)
Talking to Jack
Tonight, was a night like no other. Tonight, was the night we first spoke. His lips opened but nothing came out. An agonising silence fell over the room as he looked me up and down. Finally, he licked his lips seductively and inclined his head towards the floor. I think that means I’m in. His mouth closed slowly without uttering a single word. My heart stopped. Is this how he would inform me that I’m acceptable? Moments passed that felt like years. I could feel myself aging in anticipation of what would happen next. I don’t know what the protocol is here. Do I shake his hand or do I give him space? Whatever I do, I don’t want him to know that I am nervous!
By Ellen Mccrea6 years ago in Horror
The Unseen Danger
Late one evening a Kitty was coming home to her neighbourhood located in a cul-de-sac. The surrounding houses all faced inwards leaving a safe view of each other and the neighbourhood at all times – or so was thought. This dark evening was dimly lit by the houses and street lamps around the area. This warm glow created a safe atmosphere for all those who walk among it. Well at least it should have.
By Ellen Mccrea6 years ago in Criminal