I am a Freelance and hobby writer. My dreams dictate a lot of my idea's and one day maybe I could be a modern day Stephen King. Of course that is going to take a lot of work. I also really enjoy Nicholas Sparks. I admire both of them.
In the dead of the night the winter wind whistled through the trees. The clouds covered the moon and gave the place an ominous darkness that would have anyone on edge. The snow that covered the ground crunched beneath my bare feet.
His Best Friend
Jake came waltzing in the door, As he did every Saturday. His red hair blowing in the breeze. He wore a dark shirt and jeans. Not unlike his usual style. The new sneakers he wore screeched as the scuffed my floor a little.
Man of my dreams
"Goodnight mom! Goodnight Dad!" I shouted as I ran up stairs to say my prayers before bed. My mom followed. She always tucked me in kissed my forehead and turned the light out for me. We moved a lot but they were always constants in my life. That I was thankful for.
Man, Mystery, or Monster?
New years eve started like any other normal night. My cousin Shells had offered to pay me to babysit and what fifteen year old girl turns that down? Not me. So naturally I asked to bring a friend along since there was going to be seven kids. My friend Katy and I arrive at 4 p.m and start going over things, what to make for dinner, what movies the kids could watch, bed time etc. "Okay Sam, so don't forget pizza is in the oven, popcorn in the cabinet. Our numbers are on the fridge bedtime is 8:00 p.m. If you have any problems let us know." "Yes ma'am. They will be good I'm sure." Around 6 p.m we are left with the kids and things were going smoothly. The boys are in their room, the girls in theirs. Baby slept soundly in my cousins room.