Stephanie Rueff
Stories (10/0)
My Nightmare To Freedom
I walked in the dark alleyway after my shift at the bar. My friend stupidly forgot to wait for me and left to go fuck her boyfriend. I walked by the man who pisses on the corner and asks how my ass could possibly get bigger every time he sees me. I flip him off while he limps after me and tries to grab my arm. Running up the frosted steps of the train stop, I notice a man leaning on the only open seat. He is tall, with glasses covering his eyes like he is standing under the sun rather than under the covers.
By Stephanie Rueff2 years ago in Fiction
My Social Anxiety Monster
I woke up today with the same amount of dread as usual. My back aching and my head pounding. I hope he doesn’t start up again, it’s bad enough I had a panic attack in class yesterday. I had breezed through my morning routine and rushed out of my apartment.
By Stephanie Rueff2 years ago in Fiction
Letters To My Deceased Brother
Dear Asswipe, Guess what! Mom finally started dating. He is alright, tall and seems nice. She wants us to eat dinner with him and then go to the theatre. Which in my book is weird as fuck. Plus mom didn’t even let me wear what I wanted to wear, so I look like a damn child.
By Stephanie Rueff2 years ago in Fiction
Lost in a Frozen Pond
"Sweety, you need to get up!!" I could hear mom screaming for me to wake up and get ready for school. I didn't want to go but knew that mom wouldn't let me stay home. School sucked. Even with me being a senior in high school, I had no friends. Everyone that I knew from middle school and elementary school started to ignore me once I got made fun of in the cafeteria. That happened the 2nd week of freshmen year, nothing has changed since then. I am an outcast, no friends, bad grades, parents were poor. Life did hate me.
By Stephanie Rueff3 years ago in Fiction
My Parents Come To Visit
Moving away from my family's home back in California was one of the hardest things I had to do. I couldn't continue to live in a home where my parents were no longer living. With both my mom and dad deceased, I allowed my sister to keep our childhood home.
By Stephanie Rueff3 years ago in Fiction
The Marigolds Saved Me
I couldn't do it any longer. I wanted everything to stop. Mother always said to put on a brave smile. To push through the dark spots but, I can't. I keep trying to be the person my family and friends remember. But I couldn't recognize the girl they begged me to be. I wasn't her anymore, I don't think I ever will be. I try to be this brave soul, yet I am so far gone.
By Stephanie Rueff3 years ago in Fiction
My Grandfathers' Secret
Driving to grandfather's funeral had to be one of the longest moments of my life. Grandfather was the only one I had since I was a child. I know he had been battling with Alzheimer's for quite sometime now. I just always thought he would be here to witness more of my life.
By Stephanie Rueff3 years ago in Fiction