Julie Bernstein
Bio
I’m just a humble girl who loves to dream. My pen helps me capture some of them.
Stories (8/0)
Truth or Eyes
Standing on the corner of 40th and Main, Jeannie licked at her ice cream cone that was already dripping down her hand. It was one of those hot summer days where the air seemed to stick to you like lint. In her new blue dress she’d gotten as a gift for her birthday, she was lost in her imagination, quite content with her cone, watching the cars parade by. Sometimes, she’d make up stories about the passersby, what their lives were like and where they were going. She saw a pregnant woman getting into a car across the street, putting pretty bags into her trunk. “I bet she’s shopping for her baby,” Jeannie said with a smile. “She looks really pretty and happy.”
By Julie Bernsteinabout a year ago in Horror