Laura Allen
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Stories (5/0)
Zombies
I have to get out of here. I don’t know how I wound up here, but worse, I don’t see a way out. I am surrounded by others in the same situation, but they don’t seem to care? They move along through their day, it seems without a single thought regarding our situation. Is that what will become of me? It can’t be. I can’t allow that. I need to get out.
By Laura Allenabout a year ago in Fiction
Perspective
In this universe Even the tallest mountain Is a speck of dust
By Laura Allenabout a year ago in Poets
Nickname
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Not for the first time, the town’s teenagers had left a tiny flame to show their friends that they weren’t afraid of no ghosts. Margaret was not impressed. To her, each one was a beacon of stupidity. Will they ever learn? Of course not.
By Laura Allen2 years ago in Fiction