Jessica Jeter
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Stories (2/0)
My life
It's been five years since my last trauma in a 38-year lifespan of sexual traumas too numerous to count. My whole childhood has been wiped clean from my memory except when I sleep. I don't remember when the last time I truly was happy and not having to put on an act so no one would realize I was different. I've worn a mask for so long I don't know who the real Jessica is, sometimes I wonder do I do it for the world or because I am truly sick with myself. I can't even sleep in the same bed with the man who is the only person I believe I have ever loved. Love that is something I don't know how to do right because when I think of love I think of pain. I have never brought anyone into what truly goes on inside my head till now because it scares even me sometimes, most of the time I hope this gives people a better understanding of what it's really like.
By Jessica Jeter2 years ago in Psyche
Fresh Meat
The cabin in the woods was abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Every town has that one house that the town scares the little kids about, in my town that was the old Bennett cabin. The cabin was covered in vines, as if the Earth was slowly carrying its evil back down to Hell. The windows black with mold so as my friends and I was walking down the road on Halloween night the only thing we could see was the light from that candle, as if it was a lighthouse and we the ships coming in from the sea. I don't even know how we got to the steps the last thing I remembered was being at the road, " How did we get here" I said to my friends, we all stopped for a second trying to figure it out and as if the cabin knew its prey was about to flee the door opened.
By Jessica Jeter2 years ago in Horror