Lucille Hamilton
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My feet grip the snow beneath them for only a moment before reaching untouched snow again. The air has its icy hands clasped around me, pulling me back as I try to spring forward. I trip and my knees feel the cushion of the cold snowy blanket beneath me. When fear kicks in, you think there is nothing more powerful, until the light in the distance taunts you with hope, and then you feel what real power is.
By Lucille Hamilton2 months ago in Fiction
The Sleeping Train
“Anyone need tickets?” A bellowing voice comes rumbling down the train corridor and wakes me with a surprised jump, slightly embarrassed, I glance around to see if anyone is looking, but everyone seems too engrossed with their own thoughts. My heart is racing slightly from the shock. I fumble through my bag, a journal, a little wrapped up box with a bow on top, a packet of cigarettes and a pair of soft pale blue gloves but no ticket.
By Lucille Hamilton2 years ago in Fiction
Lucid Dreaming
Wrapped loosely in an array of pillow-like sheets. The room is dark with just the flickering glow from the tv and the city’s lights twinkling in from my apartment window. I begin to drift off, falling in and out of sleep like you do when you’re on the early morning train to work, head bobbing, ass slipping off the plastic chair. But this is short lived, I haven’t been able to sleep through the night since my husband passed. At the beginning, I hated when I fell asleep and dreamt of you, because the pain I felt when I woke and reality set back in, felt like being hit by a freight train. But now, I beg for a few moments of blissful REM sleep when I can see your face and hear your voice. I’ve started to panic that my mind will no longer dream of you, my subconscious wants to punish me. And maybe it should.
By Lucille Hamilton2 years ago in Fiction
Bedtime stories that shape who you are
What am I passionate about? You ask a good question. When I first read this challenge title, I felt an immense pressure, I thought, ‘well, I’m passionate about a lot of things’, sometimes I feel so much passion for things that I overwhelm myself (a little like I’m doing now). I know there are so many of you that feel the same as me, maybe even all of you feel the same way, that’s why we’re here after all, because we are all passionate about writing and making a difference in some way.
By Lucille Hamilton3 years ago in Motivation
Cupid's Lost His Wings
Another day rolls in, another morning in my expensive sea of white sheets, like a single boat floating in the ocean. The sun peaks her head in through the curtains, another beautiful day. Her warmth fills the room, but she doesn’t make me as happy as she used to.
By Lucille Hamilton3 years ago in Humans
Shows that make you want to climb inside your tv
Are you struggling to come to terms with the mundanity of your lifestyle? Is a world of partaking in social media and having the insanely rich splurged all over your screen messing with your perceptions about life? I highly recommend you give extremely well written and completely hilarious shows like, New Girl, Superstore and Modern Family, a watch, and observe how life can be: funny, dramatic and filled with a wealth of experience whilst still living that normal lifestyle that people love to hate.
By Lucille Hamilton3 years ago in Geeks