Haggar Ben
Bio
I love to dream and let my mind drift off into new worlds and characters.
With the use of this platform, I plan to practice the gift and artform of storytelling.
Stories (33/0)
The Lady in Red
I was moping the floor when I caught a glimpse of red. It appeared in a flash before disappearing behind the counter. I glanced quickly at the clock mounted behind the cash register; it was well past 7 pm. The bakery’s doors should have been locked, and the patrons should have all left at this hour. I worked alone during the evening shift, but perhaps a customer missed the closing time and was locked in. It wouldn’t be the first time.
By Haggar Ben2 months ago in Fiction
The Winter Ambush
I could feel the cold seep through the lining of my coat, and my stiff toes curling in my boots in search for warmth. The winter was relentless, assaulting me with heavy snow. I have long lost the sense of time; the thick cover of clouds prevented sunrays from casting light below.
By Haggar Ben3 months ago in Fiction
