jessica dorden
Bio
Jessica is 29 years old and originally from Georgia, raised in Florida, and now living in Maryland. She started writing three years ago and with the help of her mother and my best friend, who kept pushing her to write.
Stories (4/0)
Alien Site
Alien site 1 The world outside the portal was full of green and towering trees, even now we could see the animals and other critters going through their day, unaware of us. Our orders from on high were to observe only, but those were only the orders that were public. The company wanted something from this world, and they would have it, no matter the cost.
By jessica dorden2 years ago in Horror
Lamp Rey
Lamprey 1 Mell The lab was silent as the day of experiments and tests had come to an end, only junior researchers and janitorial staff remained as they cleaned up for the day. The last of the staff left, leaving just the guards who walked periodic patrols around the lab.
By jessica dorden2 years ago in Horror
The forest
Entreating, entrancing, enchanting, the forest beckoned all who passed by. Signs new and old warned travelers to stay away but still, some ignored those warnings. The villagers could only stop and shake their heads as the latest foolhardy traveler passed by them, loud and condescending in their ignorance. Many thought the village was full of superstitious old fools and ignored the long list of missing people who had gone in and never came out. Even the villagers weren't sure what really happened to those who entered.
By jessica dorden3 years ago in Horror
Repetition
Lights, it always began with lights. Laying in my own bed I waited heart racing in preparation for what would surely be coming once again. I am never truly alone and never truly free. Freedom means nothing to me anymore as I have only one choice, to wait and accept. A green cast slowly builds as orbs of green light pulse and throb as they enter my prison. Feeling my body tighten and go stiff as the light fell upon me. Trapped, unable to move as they neared, I felt my heart race faster. After all this time I should have been used to it but I wasn’t. Unable to look away the green light filled my vision and it tried to lull me into a trance. Unlike the others I had seen previously, prisoners like me, I was unable to fall into the trance. I suffered through the experience. Tingles along my body turned into pinpricks, pinpricks turned into feelings of needles stabbing into me. Whatever these things were did no lasting harm to my body but each experience left my mind grasping tight to sanity.
By jessica dorden3 years ago in Horror