Jessica Taylor
Bio
I write what my soul whispers to me.
Stories (7/0)
I'm the (villain) it's me
And there it was, the monster they’ve been trying to catch all along. I know it’s face. It has stared back at me in every mirror, pond and puddle. As I removed the knife, I felt the sting of their eyes upon me. Darkness exuded out of my body. It was me. For a spare moment of twisted time I wished I was dreaming. Yet all of it was for not. My hero’s journey turned cold. I wasn’t the handsome prince who was destined to save the village. I was the nightmare sent to destroy it.
By Jessica Taylor11 months ago in Fiction
Mirror mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. My raven hair was turned golden in this mirror. My sharp nose now reflected a pixie and my dark dry lips were softened with a dewy rose’ pigment. Whoever that was in the mirror, she was a goddess compared to me. This made my skin hot and my blood boil. As my rage built up I punched the reflection with both my fists. Although the image turned slightly frightened, the glass remained intact. As I was about to curse the forsaken mirror, a voice came from downstairs. “Honey it’s time for school” a docile voice echoed. Still fuming I caught my breath and grabbed my bag.
By Jessica Taylorabout a year ago in Horror
Duality
Duality sings As water flows fire grows It’s all connected
By Jessica Taylorabout a year ago in Poets
The Charlie Chronicles
The day we met Charlie it was warm and hazy. He was tiny, oddly cute, and different than any other dog I’ve had before. I never had a small dog, my last angel was a big goofy Golden Retriever named Biscuit, but for some reason it seemed just right. At first he was hesitant to be around people after his abandonment, on the side of the road that he had to endure. Saving him wasn't a question, but loving him was definitely the answer. After a few weeks of petting, treats, lots of love and encouragement he started to sit by us and give us the sweetest little kisses. He knew he was home and we were his family. I know he loves us with all his little heart. My cute little dachshund mix, how could anyone leave him all alone? Well, now he'll never have to think about that again. All the love, kisses (most of them in the air, he’s quirky like that), howls and walks we take, will forever put a smile on my face. He knows everything we say, he's so intuitive that way. He can also be a little trouble maker, it's part of his charm. For example, if we turn our backs for one second, he is sashaying up on the kitchen table. It’s hard not to laugh, he’s most definitely a foodie who likes to feel tall. We’ve gotten to learn he is a big, big fan of laying on top of a million soft blankets; I like to call him my little prince & the pea. My family and I have been proud supporters of the ASPCA for a long time and will always continue to be. I believe in their message of rescuing animals and the support of “No Pet Store Pups”. Many people don't know that the animals they purchase from puppy stores come from puppy mills. It’s heartbreaking to see what these mills do to these animals, it's inhumane and downright unacceptable. “Adopt don’t shop” is the motto. Charlie Brown (his nickname) is such a happy boy with his long golden body, little teeth, cute little paws and his curly cue wagging tail. He also loves to sing very loudly, I really can't keep a straight face when he does it. I love him with all my heart, I thank my lucky stars that we decided to rescue this baby dog.
By Jessica Taylor3 years ago in Petlife
"It's Kind Of Fun To Do The Impossible"
Walt Disney, the king of fantasy, the legend, the icon, the man of mysteries has been filling children's and adults' heads with stories of princes, princesses, monsters and evil witches for over a century. Till this day people from all over the world believe he was more than just a man, some swore he was a wizard. With his imagination and tales of great battles, magic and romance he changed the way modern man lived and thought. It’s been rumored that at certain times during the night his ghost can be seen wandering around his most profound creations, while carrying a little black book. Although no employee will either confirm or deny these allegations. It seemed that when the whole world was in black and white only he had the paintbrushes to splatter screaming color. The day Disney World was first opened to the public the whispers of magic being created behind the gates proved to be true. He was the first man to turn desire and imagination into something tangible for everyone to see. People of all ages came to witness the enchantment that was Walt Disney. He gave the world another chance to dream of the impossible, since things are happening everyday. He gave children the ultimate playground of wonder and awe. He let adults loosen their grip and believe again. He gave his fairytales a place to live and breathe forevermore. Although some people still don't believe Walt is dead, for some say true magic can never die.
By Jessica Taylor3 years ago in Geeks
Wisdom & War
There was nothing but darkness. All around me went black. I still recall the ringing of sirens in my ears, shattering glass and the stomach wrenching sound of bones being crushed. It smelled like blood, fury and death. Yet to my dismay, there was not a single thing in sight.
By Jessica Taylor3 years ago in Geeks