Ismael Ferro
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Stories (6/0)
Mile-A-Minute
It was a morning so average it would give you nightmares. There was nothing notable about the weather, no major events that had taken place the night before. I wish I could say it was a normal nothing, like four ice cubes in your drink instead of five, or a missing pickle on your burger, but it wasn’t. She looked serious, grave almost, but she was studying, it was normal. However, me being the worrywart I always am, I asked if everything was okay.
By Ismael Ferro3 years ago in Humans
A Candle in a Dark Room
They’re always there, stalking, yet they’re never suspected of anything. I should know, I was one. I don’t know how I came to be. That’s not entirely true, but I suppose being evasive sounds far better than admitting that you were a mistake. I should clarify that I am nothing more than an observer; my bias is as phantasmal as my existence. This is not my story to tell, yet it is mine, all the same.
By Ismael Ferro3 years ago in Horror