Miya Gwynn
Stories (4/0)
Me Lydia and Trees
I stood against the fence with my hands in my pocket as I watched the other kids laugh and talk together. I let out a sigh of exhaustion. I was tired of my life of this entire situation. Suddenly there she was, Lydia she's a good friend of mine; she has always made it known how much she cares unlike all the other posers in this place who say they care but really couldn't give a crap. She approached where I stood smiling her pink full lips showcasing her off white teeth perfectly.
By Miya Gwynn2 years ago in Fiction
Manifesting The Darkness
My fingers release the small black book as it smacks the white wall in front of me I fall to my knees. Warm tears stream down my face. " I don't want it any more please take it away." I scream hoping it will hear me and answers my plea as it did before. I feel a dark presence behind me. " You humans always wanting more this and more that this is why we don't help you anymore, you guys never know what you want." The presence takes form of a small women in an all black ball gown with scarlet colored lips and flushed pale skin.
By Miya Gwynn3 years ago in Horror
Befana's Blessing
"You can't be serious right now! He got daddy's inheritance he's not even the oldest I am. All he has ever done is sit on his behind and benefit from our family's hard work." she slams her hands on the table she looks at her brother with rage filled blue eyes "You will never see a dime of that money you low life piece of -"
By Miya Gwynn3 years ago in Futurism