Lauren Rachet
Bio
I am a Jesus-loving, fantasy-writing, curator of imagination. I believe that life is best lived when you're dancing in pouring rain and indulging in specialty coffee.
Stories (4/0)
Beware the Bell
Chloe’s head throbbed, waking her abruptly. Stars danced before her eyes as she sat up on the edge of a rickety cot with gray, frayed blankets. She was in a small room, roughly five feet in any direction. A curtained window hung above the cot, which ran along the wall. The opposite wall held the solitary wooden door. The other walls were bare save for two oil lamp sconces. The wallpaper was dingy and faded, the original color or pattern no longer discernible.
By Lauren Rachet2 years ago in Horror
The Concession Stand
"Good game, good game, good game, good game." I shuffle in a line with my teammates, high-fiving our opponents. My red and black softball uniform sticks to my sweaty skin, courtesy of several trips around the bases in Midwestern humidity. We retrieve our equipment from the dugout and surrender it to the team that plays next in this weekend-long tournament. The sun is somehow more uncomfortable without the distraction of an impending defensive play or upcoming base hit.
By Lauren Rachet2 years ago in Feast
