Jennifer W.
Bio
22 yrs old. Obsessed with cats, history, and sleeping. I write for fun.
Stories (4/0)
A Twisted Dream: The Faceless Ones
Rarely do I recall my dreams. Only the most twisted linger long enough after I wake for me to record the strange details. I often question what events in my waking life must trigger my subconscious to create such intense, fascinating nightmares. What elements must be real. What creatures must lurk beneath a disguise of human flesh in broad daylight, what instinct senses them just enough to draw them into my mind as I sleep. But I digress. Here is a recent twisted dream.
By Jennifer W.3 years ago in Horror
Acceptance
We’re humans. Not slates. We can never start over. We can never be clean. The etchings of our past will forever mark our minds. We’ve even seen that on a global scale over the past year--countries still struggling with a collective history that paved the way for what’s unfolding now. But that doesn’t mean all is lost for us. My favorite thing about being alive is having a fresh opportunity each and every day to change the way I live. And what’s the first step to changing what you can control? Ironically, it is accepting what you cannot control. Simply accept life for what it is, and the rest will follow.
By Jennifer W.3 years ago in Longevity
A Mindful Walk
Step outside into the fresh, crisp air. Take a moment to observe the cleanness of the air, the abundance of light around you. The sun is shining, and you are cool and comfortable. Feel the ground firm and steady beneath your feet. Now, let’s close our eyes and take a few slow deep breaths.
By Jennifer W.4 years ago in Longevity
