Sara Kline
Bio
My name is Sara I live in the country in a small town in pennsylvania called St thomas. I enjoy writing and craft making but I do this in the comfort of my home. I enjoy making my own hours and bossing me around. let me create your design
Stories (15/0)
The paranormal hot spot
My name is Gregory Stine and I bought a house not just any house an old plantation house in southern georgia. The house was beautiful I saw it and was suddenly drawn too it. Something about this house just made seemed like the home I needed in my life. I was leaving the city of atlanta to live on the outskirts of Savanah.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Horror
Crimals World
Mason was trying to get me out, But time was of the essence. I knew at any given moment the place about to explode. The gunfire from Smith's gun had sparked a fire and the gases in the room was about ignite the biggest bomb ever. While Smith and his crew were occupied, Mason took it upon himself to save us and get us out as quickly as he could.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Criminal
The lies within the mirror
The one morning as a young girl, I posed in front of the mirror like it was going to show me the raw truth that needed to be known. Welcome to Lillian Grace's story of the mirror with the hidden truth to my reality that I blinded myself to for so many years. I held tightly to the lies that I told myself daily in front of the mirror. My mother Ruth told me that 1 day the reflection of the real me would no longer show and I would be lost within the lies of the mirror.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Fiction
Open world
How did we go from and open world and feeling free, to a closed world and being told what to do when to do it and how to do it. I look at life as everyone in fear and just doing what there told. What kinda of life or future are putting forth for the next generations to come. There was a time when the people were proud and fearless. What happen to those generations oh wait they are either dead or old.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Confessions
Criminals world
We were stuck in a house not able to go anywhere, and no one to talk to cause they all looked alike. Our only hope was Sally had a great plan set up and ready to go. The big problem was the criminal minds were dealing with were mostly rogue cops or ex cops. That made this situation more deadly cause they would know most of our moves and plans and thats tough when your trying to rescue people who are cops that are hostages to the criminal masterminds behind the masks.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Criminal
Crimals World
We came up with operation drive it was to drive our leads to the main guy in charge. But that was not how it played out. It started on Wednesday we had a great lead and it was about to open this case wide but we were falling into a trap that was about to frame more than one person. Mason left ahead of me that morning, I wanted him to ride along in my car since his car was so familiar.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Fiction
A Criminal's world
I was unsure of whom I could trust telling details to about the case. I decided this time if I got a lead I would sniff it out and see what would happen. Then I came up with an ingenius idea one that only a smart detective trying to lure his prey out into the open would do. I decided to create false leads to see how soon and whom the information was transmitted to and when it got spread.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Criminal
A criminal's world
It was my 1000th case that landed on my desk, that very morning. My day started out the same as every other day, except this day was going not to follow in the order of my usual day. I worked in the law enforcement, I was a detective in serious criminal case's and these cases were not your average cases or simple ones. I was summoned into the chiefs office to get briefed on the details of this particular case.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Criminal
The romantic poet
The lone romantic poet sat under the light of the full moon and wrote a deep poem filled with passion and heart. But the people around him only laughed at his words. He never felt so alone amongst the people as did when he was amongst them. The only time he felt whole and not alone was when he was writing his poetry.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Fiction
The wiseman's song
Once way back in the times of the wild and free horses that roamed the land. There lived a wise a stallion, He was cherished by all humans, animals and all living things. One day a lonesome owl named Dreama came to seek the advice of the wise ole stallion named Edward. Dreama was seeking out the wise Edward whom was knowledgable beyond his time.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Fiction
The triple romance
It was a wild summer night back in 2009 when I was dating Frank Bailey. I was a lucky young woman dating the cities most famous man around. I was engaged to be married to the billionaire of Bailey Industries. The one question people kept asking me was, are you happy? People seen in with him everywhere he went. I felt like I was on camera every second of every day.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Fiction
Tiny dancer in the globe.
Once upon a dreamy day in a world of enchantment, lived a tiny dancer. She wished she could dance where everyone could see her. She was lonely and sad and felt lost in a world of magic. A fairy named twinkle toes came to visit the tiny dancer and asked her if she would come dance for the king and queen of fairytown.
By Sara Kline3 years ago in Fiction