T. A. Brimer
I'm currently a Psychology student. I love writing Fantasy and Horror, it should go without saying that adding emotions and psychology to my stories is usually a must.
He Watches From The Corner
Amanda Briggs gently held her teacup, waves of warmth skimming through her veins. She gazed out the window at the magnificent forest stretching out from her house. In these moments, Amanda could think everything was right with the world.
Lighthouse of The Heart
(AN: This is a dramatization of what I saw in my therapy session. I was quite terrified when I saw this vivid picture circling around my heart. In writing this, I hope to either inspire others or give confidence to anyone who needs it.)
Lisa Michel blinked a few times looking at herself in the mirror. She had a really bad headache that wouldn't go away. Her friends had warned her against drinking, it was Lisa's first time. Lurching about the bathroom, Lisa found her way into one of the stalls and sat down on the toilet to hold her head in pain.
The emblem sat quietly in her palm, but Bailey knew it was alive. She stared at the blood-red ruby in its face, waiting for it to jump or skitter away. Anything, that's all Bailey wanted to see. Things had been happening ever since she swiped it from the exhibit at the castle museum. Some of them had made her question the sanity she held dear.