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Rebecca Lynn Ivey
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I wield words to weave tales across genres, but my heart belongs to the shadows.
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Love Me
My grandparents had been married for 60 years. It was one of those storybook romances that we all read and dream about. Grandma's health was fading fast, the doctors had already informed the family that we should begin making her final arrangements. We all knew that when she was gone our grandfather would soon follow.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Families
The Pariah & The Secret Admirer
Ella was a loner, the misfit who just couldn’t fit in with the crowd. She didn’t mind being solitary, although it wasn’t by choice. She had dealt with segregation for her entire life. As hard as she tried, people just were not attracted to her. She had never been on her first date. She didn’t get invited to the prom and she had never experienced her first kiss. She tried not to dwell on the things that she had never been able to fulfill. She had a nice job at L&L Publishing Company and a comfortable life, that’s really all that she needed. She also had four cats waiting for her to return home, they always made her smile.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Fiction
Daughter Of The Sea
Captain Kilgore proudly inspected his ship, the S.S Starlight was his pride and joy. He had spent most of his life sailing the vast ocean. When he was only twelve years old his father introduced him to saltwater fishing. He loved the smell of the sea and the feeling of controlling his own ship and crew. Fishing for Alaskan Shellfish was much more than a means of securing the necessities of life. It was an intoxication that surged through his veins and filled his heart with jubilation.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Fiction
Karma In A Little Brown Package
It was 10:00 a.m when I pulled into the busy parking lot. I sighed as I scanned the perimeter and sipped on my coffee. There must have been one hundred cars packed into the small locality of the motel. I had been cleaning rooms at the establishment for the past five years.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Fiction
The Mysterious Fog
January 28th My white silk gown turned crimson red as I ran through the dark, moonless woods frantically searching for a way out. In the distance I could see a warm and inviting light, I ran toward it. I could see a man kneeled on the ground within the warmth, somehow, I knew that he was waiting there for me. I knew that I was dying and only this stranger could save me. As I approached the glimmering light, I reached for him as I fell helplessly to the cool, numbing ground. “Help me” I whispered with my last and final breath. He vanished before me, the light faded and the warmth eluded me. I sank deeper and deeper into the twilight shadows until there was only darkness.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Fiction
Dear Daddy
The doctor called me out into the hallway and dreadfully explained the inconsolable situation. The illness had advanced beyond sanguinity. There was no longer hope, there was no cure. I resentfully watched as they unplugged all of the machines and took out all of the tubes.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Confessions
Case # 333
It was the most horrific, yet unusual and peculiar crime scene that I had ever witnessed. I had been working as a homicide detective for several years. I thought that I had seen just about everything that nightmares were made of. I was wrong, I was so very wrong.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Fiction
Death By Chocolate
My name is Megan Tyler, this is a written statement acknowledging my guilt. I am currently on the 8th day of a 20-year prison sentence which I am serving without the possibility of parole. I unintentionally killed Mr. Harold Devereaux on the night of January, 29th 2021.
By Rebecca Lynn Ivey3 years ago in Fiction