Madi Haywood
Bio
Hi there! My name's Madi and I'm an aspiring author. I really enjoy reading modernised fairy tales, and retellings of classic stories, and I hope to write my own in the future. Fantasy stories are my go-to reads.
Stories (42/0)
Absenteaminded
*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* The microwave loudly announced it was finished with its signature repetitive shrieking. “Oh crap, not again,” she mumbled, hurrying to silence the machine. Yanking the door open wide, she reached in with soapy hands towards the now-steaming mug sat in the centre of the turntable.
By Madi Haywoodabout a month ago in Fiction
Gone
Tuesday, January 12th, 1998 Summer. Night. 11.52pm. The first thing I noticed about her as she rounded the corner were her eyes. They seemed to glow in the darkness of the night, the most beautiful eyes I have ever before seen. Bright and wide, they looked almost like real emeralds, gleaming in the dim light emitting from the old, rusted lamp post (which had been littered with posters and warnings of danger over the years). Her eyes were striking, captivating more so. Even as she bounded towards me, her eyes were the only thing I could focus on.
By Madi Haywoodabout a month ago in Horror
Cursed
“I’m not alone. Find me. I’m not alone. Find me. I’m not alone. Find me.” She repeated the chant under her breath until the words became unintelligible. Each person who passed by called out to her, but she ignored them in favour it, the need to say those words more than the desire to rest, to eat, to scream. She knelt on the ground and stared straight ahead, at a certain stone in the wall of her room. It was no different than the rest – grey, dull, slightly jagged to the touch. Nothing special. Just like her.
By Madi Haywoodabout a month ago in Fiction
- First Place in the Under a Spell Challenge
