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• The Writer and Her Nothing

  by NightMaiden 21 days ago

  When I arrived at Mrs. McCarthy’s doorstep, I was perpetually drained.

  _My feet felt like macaroni that had been boiled to…

• We Can't Risk Revelation

  by g2 (la pianista irlandesa) 23 days ago

  Emma was scared. She couldn’t see, she had no idea where she was, or where anybody was for that matter. She was tired, she wa…

• The Writer Recalls

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I stepped inside, shivering as a draught blew through the open door and howled down the hall.

  _I recalled myself as a chil…

• The Writer and Her Twisted Family Tree

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I sat back, trying to register what the adoption form had spewed out at me.

  _If Léá was my mother…that meant that ‘Mama’...

• The Writer and the Documents

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I covered my mouth with my hand, scared of what would happen if I let the sickness in my mouth escape when I spoke.

  “Oh, G…

• The Writer Finds the Documents

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I plowed my way upstairs, continuing past the guest room, and my room.

  _It had remained the same way it was when I was f…

• The Writer Goes to Her True Home

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  I stumbled out of the house, shutting the door on a very irritable Scooter.

  _I had drawn out my cellphone, and was punchin…

• The Writer Reminds Herself

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  It wasn’t a topic that we wanted to broach, so I just sat back and tried thinking about comforting things.

  _For some reaso…

• The Writer Invites Her 'Guest'

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  _The undertaker’s voice sounded surprisingly young – I would have expected something along the lines of deep and gruff, but I…

• The Writer Is Temporarily Frightened

  by NightMaiden about 1 month ago

  _I spent the rest of the day napping, trying to catch tidbits of sleep here and there, but sleep wouldn’t come. It would not …