Irene Hartley
Bio
You're walking through the woods. You come across a cottage, quaint, yellow, and shaped like a mushroom. Someone walks out of the cottage. It's me, with messy, unbrushed hair and big baggy clothes. I have come out of hiding.
Stories (2/0)
Celeste
Celeste threw things around her room angrily, her items bouncing off the cave walls as she chucked them with all of her might. She yelled and screamed in aggravation, a few delicate and glass items shattering and slicing up her bare feet as she ran around the room, destroying it. She smashed her mirror, a beautiful ice mirror with one of the many smaller celestialites she kept in her room and gasped as she looked in it, stumbling back, her eyes going wide as she saw... Lotus? No. No, that was her. What had she become? She shakily moved from off her butt to on her hands and knees and moved closer to the mirror, putting a bloody hand on her face as she looked at herself.
By Irene Hartley10 months ago in Fiction
A Black Cat
A single black cat, sitting in the darkness. Maybe it’s it’s sharp yellow eyes, or the way it holds itself, but you just aren’t comfortable the way you were a few minutes ago. You were walking down the road with your best friend, talking and laughing about things you’d done in the past. And the cat runs onto your path. The cat is unsettling. But your best friend doesn’t seem to notice. All they notice is that there is a cat on the street. They look shocked at seeing it. “Oh no, someone must have abandoned him! We have to take him home.” your friend says. You don’t want to say no, they may think you’re being heartless, so you say yes. You continue walking. Your friend says something funny, but you no longer have the heart to laugh full out. Yet you attempt to, if only to make them happy. They notice something wrong anyway, your friend has always been pretty sharp. “What’s wrong? Are you ok?” they ask. But you can’t tell them, not now, because you’ve notice the cat watching you, no, daring you to say something. So you say an unconvincing “Nothing” and look away so you don’t have to see the look of worry and disappointment on your best friend’s face.
By Irene Hartley3 years ago in Horror
