Lydia Seales-Fuller
Stories (13/0)
The train ride
Fear tastes like you are sucking a brick and it smells like smoke. At first, she thought she was dreaming. This was not one of those slow-motion dreams. She felt drunk and wet. There were loud inhuman screams. Was she screaming? As she awakened, she realized the screams were coming from two sources. There were five individuals crammed up against the door of what looked like a train car. All five of them were screaming, additionally, the source of the louder screams/screeches were the train tracts, wheels, and brakes that seemed to be broken.
By Lydia Seales-Fuller 2 years ago in Fiction
Be sure to get your sleep
The sound of the helicopter signaled the arrival of a patient with a life-threatening condition. Whenever a helicopter team is called, it means that the situation is critical. Only the girls in the Patient Transfer Department and our triage nurse on the phone knew the severity of the patient’s condition and his/her destination.
By Lydia Seales-Fuller 2 years ago in Longevity
Love Wins
She was tired. Her body and brain felt abused and bruised. On the outside she appeared to be successful and together, but she was not feeling together, and she feared that that feeling will show on her face during the award ceremony. So many other women looked up to her, revered her and tried to emulate her but she felt like a fraud. Her future goal made it possible to keep going.
By Lydia Seales-Fuller 2 years ago in Fiction
When the glue is missing.
She was hungry again. This time there was something else added. She did not know where she was going to sleep. It was scary to be out at night. A small, short-haired girl with a large knapsack on her back was a moving target. What was she to do?
By Lydia Seales-Fuller 3 years ago in Families
My Dying Wish
I know this is not what you expect however, this is my last chance to help you and my grandchildren. My generation and my son’s generation are already doomed so I write this in hopes that you can send it to all the world rulers. I will appeal to their compassion and common sense. However, if, that does not work, I will also appeal to their love of self or as you humans term it, selfishness. I just do not like the inclusion of the word fish in that bad word.
By Lydia Seales-Fuller 3 years ago in Earth