Sean Arseo
Bio
Medical supply transporter by day, writer by night.
Stories (11/0)
Blue Sky
Same sky seen before Share with you I wanted so Now with her I am
By Sean Arseoabout a year ago in Poets
A New Soul
For seven year old Hailey, her family's old barn was her favorite place. It was a special place to her, a place only for their family. Her mommy had told her many times that it had been in their family for almost two hundred years, an amount of time that was unfathomable for her to wrap her head around. Her grandparents, the oldest people she knew, said their parents weren't even alive when the barn was built. With how old they were, she found it hard to believe that they weren't the ones who built it.
By Sean Arseo3 years ago in Fiction
Going Home
As he walked past another car on the side of the road, he found himself once again wishing this was any other type of apocalypse. Nuclear war, disease, even zombies would at least mean cars would still run. There would still be electricity to run heaters while driving through the snowy back-roads of West Virginia. Instead, the apocalypse that came was The Pulse. Cars died on the sides of the roads and planes fell from the sky as every electronic device in the world stopped working. Whatever caused it was constant, with even hardened military vehicles and devices eventually failing.
By Sean Arseo3 years ago in Fiction