Kayla Jefferson
Bio
I am a 23 year old writer based in Houston, TX. I write short, creative fiction, true crime analysis, and poetry. I hope you find something you like here in my world. Tips are not expected, but appreciated!
Stories (16/0)
Lurker
He was back again, pulling into the library parking lot in the same old, red, beat up truck, with the questionable dent on the driver’s side door. I knew the sound of that truck like the back of my hand, and it never failed to pull into the same parking spot whenever it decided to show up. It made a loud, odd, clicking sound anytime he made a hard right. I guess you could say that the sound of that truck was like my own personal alarm, warning me of his arrival. I impatiently drew my hands back from the box of books that I was supposed to be sorting, to watch him function through the glass front doors. The rain outside didn’t seem to bother him, nor did the fact that it was running over his feet, undoubtedly soaking all the way through.. My overwhelming sense of curiosity kicked in, and I couldn’t exactly tear my eyes away from the old, red, monster, and it’s operator. He walked slowly, his balance never once wavering as he carried a stack of books as tall as the Eiffel Tower under his arm.
By Kayla Jefferson3 years ago in Horror
Don't Invite Her In
It was around one am when Samuel returned home to his quiet, and much too empty studio sized apartment. His shift at the bar had run late, and all he could think about was sprinting home in time to catch a few rerun episodes of his favorite show on his beatdown, box TV. It didn’t take much to satisfy Samuel’s after work routine, he was an easy man to understand, with simple needs. At least, this is what he liked to think.
By Kayla Jefferson3 years ago in Fiction