Jennifer S. Benson
Bio
Jennifer is both a fiction author and mindset coach. Her newest series, The Brink of Sanity takes you on a paranormal journey into the unknown and the terrifying. Do you think you are brave enough?https://www.udemy.com/user/jenniferbenson/
Stories (42/0)
Why Did You Leave Me?
It’s was always this letter. It is always Victoria that haunted my dreams. I ran my fingers gently across the page. I was afraid that I might tear it from reading it so many times. It had become almost unreadable. I'd kept it in my wallet. I wanted it close to me so that I can feel close to her.
By Jennifer S. Benson 2 years ago in Fiction
She wouldn't stop
My head was in a fog. The drugs and the alcohol left my mind altered and in a cloudy state. She stood there with her beautiful gaze piercing into my soul. I had such a hard time when I was around her because she made me feel undone. I had grown heavy with desire just looking at those perfect dark-brown eyes. Her dark brown hair that she usually kept up was sticky from our nights' activities and it clung to her neck and breasts.
By Jennifer S. Benson 2 years ago in Fiction
It was never you
Rage. That's what I felt at the sight of him. The alcohol wafted off his breath as his hard body hovered over mine. Tingles raced through my core but I was enraged. I couldn't see past the anger that filled me and covered me like a blanket.
By Jennifer S. Benson 2 years ago in Fiction
A tale of healing and hope
Our gifts often find us in interesting situations, and sometimes it gets hard to determine where the lines get drawn in the sand. I faced such a case one night when my daughter spiked a high fever, and I found myself terrified that something was going to happen to her. I immediately called the healer that I had been working with while bracing myself for the ultimate trip to the emergency room.
By Jennifer S. Benson 3 years ago in Motivation
The Healing Mindset
It was a long time ago when I discovered that I could heal people. Growing up in poverty in the city made it harder for me to accept that part of myself. The idea of helping people in a world that tells you "Every man for himself" is a hard pill to swallow. The city beats you down and tells you that you are a fool if you aren't looking out for yourself. I struggled with the idea of being true to who I was when I was going against who I was supposed to be.
By Jennifer S. Benson 3 years ago in Motivation
The Lady in White
When I was growing up, I lived in a haunted house. What's interesting is that I didn't realize it was haunted at the time. I had no idea that what I was seeing other people couldn't see. To me, it was perfectly natural. I still remember sitting by my window and watching people go by. In my home, however, that was a different story. I knew that they didn't belong. I suppose, in a way, that is how they felt about us. We didn't belong. There was this one spirit (a woman) that stands out in my mind the most. I will refer to her as the lady in white.
By Jennifer S. Benson 3 years ago in Horror
Dark-Haired Dead Girl
It is a strange and crazy thing to see the other side of the veil. My gift isn't as strong as others. I have to close my eyes before I can activate my third eye. I can only see when I can't see. Today, I will share a story about a dark-haired dead girl and what transpired when we first met.
By Jennifer S. Benson 3 years ago in Horror
The ghosts behind my eyes
It started long ago, one of my earliest memories I would see them. For years, I felt filled with fear at the sight of them. There was something real yet unreal about the way they stood there. Sometimes, they would replay scenes over and over again, and other times, they would stand there, staring into space unmoving. They were lost in this forever space between the land of the living and the land of the dead.
By Jennifer S. Benson 3 years ago in Futurism
New Year: Knew You
I knew you. I knew you before you knew yourself. I watched you tear down your opportunities because you believed that you weren't worthy, and I silently screamed, "Stop." My unspoken words fell on death ears because you couldn't hear me.
By Jennifer S. Benson 3 years ago in Motivation
My Hero
I am going to share with you the story of a hero. The cape he wore wasn’t like what you’d see in the movies like Superman. It was hidden under his dirty jeans, calloused hands, and worn out button-down shirt. His eyes always screamed fatigue, yet when the end of the day had drawn to a close, he would always come back and tuck me in. The gentle smile that spread across his face reminded me that my hero had returned. I’d forget about the beatings.
By Jennifer S. Benson 3 years ago in Families
Why I Am The Way I Am Series: Part 1
This will be a multi-part series where I share the secrets of why I am the way I am. Each week, I will take you on a journey into all that is Jennifer. You will start to see and understand who I am as a person, and you will also start to believe in your own potential. As they say, "If I can do it, anyone can!"
By Jennifer S. Benson 4 years ago in Psyche