Misaki Wilson
Bio
I am a screenwriting student trying to bring my stories to life in any way I can.
Stories (2/0)
Clementine
I peeled the clementine with my thumb. I was peeling the orange skin back into the shape of a starfish. The fresh citrus slowly filled the room. Masking or replacing the smell of stale linen and a steady running radiator. The stuffiness of winter pressing at the window. It only took one day for the stagnance to invade my room. It only took one day to relapse. One night. One hour.
By Misaki Wilson2 years ago in Fiction
Pudding For Dinner
Richard was sure he knew what he was doing, it wasn’t like this was going to be hard, it would only be hard if they let it be, he thought. He had just managed to convince Lisa that morning, and as she sipped her tea looking out the kitchen window he knew she was regretting it. The plan was simple, if not a little brutal, but affairs like these often were.
By Misaki Wilson3 years ago in Fiction