Melanie Montgomery
Bio
Creative Mind looking to express myself through writing.
Stories (6/0)
The Backyard p.2
Startled by my own breath, I had awakened in an unfamiliar room. I wondered where my mom and brothers were. Rising to my feet I moved closer to the door, placing my ear to it. I began to hear footsteps approach. A woman opens it. I immediately yell, “Where is my family?” She said nothing moving closer to me, she grabs me by the arm as I prepare to fight her. “Timothy” she yells, a big, tall man enters the room. “Since you want to fight, fight him”, says the woman as she moves toward the hall. “Don’t you touch me Majin Buu” I screamed at him. He proceeds to grab me. “I can walk, and I don’t need any help”, as I snatch away moving towards the hall. She leads me down a long hallway. I noticed that there weren’t any windows in my room or in this hallway. There were a lot of room doors though. I began to hear lots of voices as we got closer to doors at the end of the hall which led into some sort of dungeon cafeteria. Everyone had on the same uniforms with different colors. I expected the less people with different colors are higher ranked. The woman turns around looks at me and pulls out 2 zip ties and motions me to lift my hands.
By Melanie Montgomery2 years ago in Horror
The Backyard
We had just moved into our new house in Gunnison, MS. I was mad at mom for moving out of the city into the country. It was only 5 houses on this stupid block, I had nowhere to go, and I would have to make new friends My Last Year of High School. I can't wait until I'm 18! Why on earth would she do this to me? I have 2 younger brothers, Kenny 16 years old, he was a suck up and Nicholas, my youngest brother was 13 he had always been stuck to my hip, I practically helped mom raise him. They were upset about the move but not as much as me.
By Melanie Montgomery2 years ago in Horror
D1V1NiTY'S WAY
D1v1nitys ways Generational Curses is one of the main reasons we don’t go for what we want in this world. We tend to stay in the energy in which seems comfortable, allowing it to aid the futures we create. Fear of what we do not know seems to stem the emotions from our past. No longer moving forward and sitting in places we are afraid to leave. I feel the way our parents and generations before us molded this world has created so much chaos; causing the mindsets of millions to walk the dimension of earth as vampires and zombies. Stress, anxiety, depression, hate, anger, addictions, etc.… all lead to a quicker death or result in death. Love has been explained in so many perspectives that we only truly know what it is, when it’s expressed through self-first then outwards. Coming into my realization of what Love was and how it can possibly be reciprocated back, started on my self-love journey of Healing Thy Self.
By Melanie Montgomery3 years ago in Families
Warped Pears
I awakened to my heart beating and the sound of my feet being drugged across the floor. Lights were flickering in and out. I thought to myself where I could be? Why can’t I move my body? A loud screeching noise seemed to fill the halls. How was I moving? Who had me? As I they turned the corner my body flew forward. Slumped down into my knees I could see my feet resting as if I was being pushed in a wheelchair. A hand reaches and yanks me back into a seated position. I could hear low muffles as I was being pushed down this long hall. All the doors seemed to be shut. How did I get here? I asked myself. I couldn’t remember the last thing I was doing. Or place I had been. What’s Happening to meeeeeeee!! My thoughts poured out of my mouth into a yell. “shhhh”, “you must be quiet”. Whispered a voice. “Where are you taking me”? I said frantically. “Shhhhhh”. “Who are you”? I asked. “Help, now keep it down or we’re gonna get caught”. “Where am?” I feel a pinch in the side of my neck. Everything became blurry again. Screech! Screech! Screech! (Darkness)
By Melanie Montgomery3 years ago in Fiction
All A Father Could've Wanted
As I rose from a sleepless night, tossing and turning. I sat up and moved toward the edge of the bed, wondering what the day would bring. A cool breeze slid through my toes as I slid them into my slippers. I made my way past my dresser to the bedroom window. I pulled the curtains back allowing light to fill the room. As I looked out the window, snow filled the ground and trees. Far back was an opening to the pond where I would lay, watching the clouds float by softly and sain. I could still feel the breeze on my skin. The pond was frozen over and beautiful as if it were a painting. I smiled.
By Melanie Montgomery3 years ago in Fiction
I Chose Me!
Surrounded by the Darkness of the mind. I unlocked the chains that were no longer holding me down as if I were rooted like trees that stem to show life’s growing process. I Am Free! The consistency of the greenlight that glitched from the screen in which I’ve stood most of my life has gone blank. It felt as if I was reconnected back to life. I just didn’t know the women I’ve grown to be. I was stuck for so long, not moving; Living the same life everyone else was. Programmed to live a certain way because it was comfortable and seemed right. I knew when I felt myself pulling away from the screen when it was on life was not what they said it was; nor was it, what I was seeing. The more I pulled away. The more it kept sucking me back in, as the vacuum I was conditioned to push as being disciplined and having matters of respect. Life has been an order and when I stopped and fail out of line. I broke that order and was replaced with the snap of a finger, the blink of an eye. I had to figure what I like doing, who I liked being around, understanding what the wind that whooshed from others meant? I now know that’s energy. It comes in high or low. Energy can be dangerous and if you don’t gain control of the way you use it or how you're affected by it. You’re giving up on yourself and should go stand back in that matrix. But if you do decide to fight. You could end up walking into your heaven. I AM!
By Melanie Montgomery3 years ago in Motivation
