Emma Looney
Bio
Putting words onto paper is my calm in any storm. Whether it be just a simple thought, poem, story, whatever- I find myself doing it all. & reading others; there is nothing like a good read. If you read anything of mine, leave a comment!
Stories (4/0)
His Favorite Place
As I do every Thursday morning; I went to the local library to return my books and look for more. As I went into the non-fiction section, I saw an elderly man standing by the window; not moving or looking around but he seemed as though he was waiting on something.
By Emma Looney7 months ago in 01
Dream Of A Demon
This "story" is actually true as this was a dream I had not long ago. If you're reading this, feel free to leave a comment as to what you think, how you perceived it and even how it made you feel. I'm curious in what other's think of this dream I had dreamt. To me, it felt as though it was reality.
By Emma Looney2 years ago in Horror
Climbing This Mountain
I think I can make it. I think I cannot. I will not cry, but one more time won't make me stop. I will get over this boulder, I'll jump over this rock but then I fall and stumble, moving but not a lot. I breathe for a moment, sighing with goodbye, waving at the moments that just flew by and then I keep going looking at the trees. It is almost like every time the wind blows they speak to me. I see the drops coming, each one splattering on the ground, I see the sun shine and feel it burning down and I hear that water down deep below, yet still cannot see and I think "when I make it up there then I will know"
By Emma Looney2 years ago in Poets
