Martin Stones
Bio
I love creative writing
Stories (3/0)
Swooping Terror
My eyes shot open in terror, I scanned my room knowing something felt wrong and that's when our eyes met. How could I have missed it? He was right above me waiting to swoop in and end my life. My body froze in fear. Not for me but for those I love as well. So was this how the story of my life came to an end... Right here in this room, I called my own, in the bed I took comfort in. My mind raced as I'm sure anyones would when facing their potential final moments. yet, although my mind pounded with thoughts and my heart pounded in my chest, my body laid still, my eyes fixed on him in the dark. His cold steely eyes held nothing but a murderous intent but why? What had I done to deserve such a fate? The thought had but a moment to linger in my head before he swooped down on me with a murderous fury that compelled my body to action. I threw myself from my bed onto the floor grabbing the first thing I could, An old running shoe, was this to be the tool of my salvation. It would have to be, for if not the story of my life would end in tragedy on this night. My attacker lunged at me again but this time I was prepared, I brought the shoe up and down across his body sending him spiraling to the ground. This was my only chance. I quickly delivered a finishing blow to my adversary and it was over as fast as it had begun. The shoe fell from my hand as I now towered over his nearly lifeless body.
By Martin Stones3 years ago in Criminal
Fortuitous serendipity
Introduction My most important possession is a little black notebook my wife got me for my birthday. Yet in order to explain why it's so important you first have to know a few things about me. My name is Marcus Stones, I am a 30-year-old veteran who just found out he has ADHD. Although I've never been formally diagnosed, with the benefit of hindsight I now realize how it's been a defining part of my life. As a child I thought I was simply prone to procrastination, You see, I grew up poor and black in the American south. My entire life I've struggled with depression and anxiety. My father was never in the picture and I learned early that bringing such issues to my mom would simply result in her attempting to pray my struggles away. I have nothing against prayer but praying never helped my brain learn to function in a world not built for me. I can often be quite forgetful and thus keeping a list of goals, tasks and general thoughts can be so crucial to my everyday life.
By Martin Stones3 years ago in Serve
Umbrage Unseen
Chapter one The sun had just set on a warm and beautiful summer night in the city. Julius was headed home with a small bag containing a pint of his wife's favorite ice cream. The store was only a few blocks away from his place and he had enjoyed the sunset on his walk there.
By Martin Stones3 years ago in Families