Lucy Torralba
Bio
Just a writer at heart trying to tell some stories of my own. Currently working on one main story, will update whenever I can.
Stories (26/0)
Blind Spots
Glaring daggers at Ed through my glasses I said, "Turn the light off". Watching him go towards the lamp I slowly got off the floor. I didn't have time to do my morning stretches and my body ached with every move I took. As he turned the light off his door automatically opened. I moved to the closest corner and said, "I need to tell you something".
By Lucy Torralba9 months ago in Fiction
First night
As the metal door slid behind me there was a barely any room to breathe. With confinement like this who needs a coffin, I thought. Three seconds passed before the door in front of me opened. Seeing Ed and Mat waiting for me on the floor I asked, "Does that happen every time?" Both of them nodded their heads. After rolling my eyes I took in the bare walls and saw that the room we were currently in was about the same size as the library. Ed commented with, "This is one of the few rooms that doesn't have cameras watching us." Mat followed with, "From what I know this room doesn't have any hearing devices either, due to me." "So we can talk freely here?", I asked and they both shrugged.
By Lucy Torralba9 months ago in Fiction
Solitary
The sound of doors closing behind me filled me with rage. Slamming my fists against the doors must have muffled the sound of someone coming my way. A peppy voice from my left shocked me into a defensive pose. With my body in a boxers position I turned to see a petite young lady within arms distance of myself. "You must be the new girl they mentioned earlier, my name is Hannah", she extended a tiny hand out to me. I looked down at her hand while crossing my arms over my chest. Hannah dropped her hand quickly slightly embarrassed by the weak smile she tried to give me. The sound of someone coming our way alerted the both of us. My head turned to the left to see a tall lanky person with dark hair the length of their shoulders come around the corner.
By Lucy Torralba11 months ago in Fiction
Being born Non-Binary
Ever since I was a young kid I felt different compared to everyone else. As if I was some an alien pretending to be human. While being a teen I was had so many thoughts of self harm and suicide. At the time I didn't know the true reason I was feeling this way.
By Lucy Torralba11 months ago in Poets
Killers?
"Wake up! Wake up! Hey Princess, wake up!!" My best friend Andy is trying to wake me. She knows better than to call me "Princess". When she reaches for my shoulder I grab her forearm and give a strong squeeze while glaring daggers into her eyes. "The only Princess here is you", I say through gritted teeth. Andy looks at her forearm that's still in my grasp, after another squeeze my hand releases her arm. "If you were awake you'd see that we're finally here", she says trying to act tough.
By Lucy Torralba2 years ago in Horror
Death's Pond
February of 2021 This is the second time it's snowed in my life so far. The news said it won't just snow, the pipes will freeze, roads will ice over, and businesses are sure to be closed until further notice. Yesterday and today the roads weren't much of a threat to drive so people could afford to go to work, hopefully without running into some black ice. My manger gave me a call and asked if I wanted to work I decided why not, I could always use the money. My mom was a bit worried about dropping me off today, until I mentioned that Andy would be closing with me. We agreed that she would pick me up after my shift ends. If by any chance mom isn't there 10 minutes after Andy and I call or text, go to Andy's house. She's the only person mom trusts enough with my safety.
By Lucy Torralba3 years ago in Fiction
Observe
All of a sudden I'm taken aback, the young woman is no longer the barista I had just spoken to less than a minute ago. The young woman who's in front of me looks like she could be one of the barista's relatives; her mother or maybe sister. She has green eyes with hazel around the pupils, curly almost raven black hair shoulder length, with so many freckles covering her face, and full pouty lips. She's trying to tell me something, but there's no sound coming her. Then darkness engulfs her entirely.
By Lucy Torralba3 years ago in Fiction
Hunting
After about an hour or so of meditating, my alarm goes off. It's time to get ready, I think to myself. Once the alarm is turned off, I check the weather on my phone. Seeing there was no chance of rain today I decide to wear a black short sleeve T-shirt with dark blue jeans and a pair of black chucks for the finishing touch. Moving to the full length mirror to see what I look like, noticing my hair is a bit flat due to no product. Adding a little mousse to give my hair a little bit of a wavy volume look made me think of my assistant Jill.
By Lucy Torralba3 years ago in Horror
Finding Him
Stoney and I met through a dating app by the name of Tinder almost two years ago. Originally I wasn't looking for a relationship, just a hook up and or maybe a friends with benefits. That's when I came across Stoney's profile, after reading his bio I decided to give him a chance and swiped right. Neither one of us were looking for a commitment, yet once we started talking I saw that we had a lot in common.
By Lucy Torralba3 years ago in Humans
Waking up
Pant, pant, pant my chest is heaving horribly. The feeling of my heart ramming into my ribcage is beginning to hurt my upper body. My shaky hands reach towards my chest to keep my heart in place. This nightmare has been plaguing me for a week now. Each time I wake up with a terrible panic attack. My body is always drenched in sweat, hyperventilating like I just ran a marathon without training, heart trying to burst out of my chest, and shivering uncontrollably.
By Lucy Torralba3 years ago in Horror