Day 350 – What Remains – Wrapped In Words

We see things in pieces, moments saved into memories, some locked away, never to be called on, others drawn upon daily, we take comfort in the feelings they make us feel, which is why we forget the others, but, some things are never truly gone, haunting us, threatening us at our weakest, rise up, own…

Day 350 – We Learn To Lie – 50 Word Story Expanded

If you want to know how this story started, you can read about it HERE.   “Do you think they’ll understand everything that happened tonight?” She asks, looking up from her glass. “I don’t fucking understand, and I was there, so no, I don’t,” he says as he empties the contents of his glass into…

Day 350 – We Learn To Lie – 50 Word Story

For the next 50 word story Matthew chose to take his piece from was a story called We Learn To Lie, which originally appeared in issue 298 of Fear In Fear Magazine, below you can read the short that was posted.   “Do you think they’ll understand everything that happened tonight?” She asks, looking up from her glass….

Daily Grind – Somethings Are What They Are

Time and time again, I find myself asking the question, why? Valid? Of course it is, we ask ourselves why all the time, about every move we make, about every decision, citing it to ourselves at a later date, why the choice had to be made, why we, did what we did. When Fear In…

Pieces

Breaking, undoing, remaking, my splintered self, my shadow, my form, building, recreating all I was, all I am, feasting, gorging, upon you all, one by one, growing stronger, crossing over, breaking the wall down, with your sin.

Day 349 – Running Out – Wrapped In Words

Sixteen days, counting down, what lies at the end? What becomes of us all when zero is reached? Should you fear it? Should you cower? Should you run? Time is running out, time, life, everything, all you are, sixteen days, count them with me.

Day 349 – Teacher’s Pet – 50 Word Story Expanded

If you want to know how this story started, you can read about it HERE.   “Shhh,” she says looking up from her desk, several sets of eyes meet hers then, spiral quickly down to the paper in front of them, all but Maxwell Kemp, he holds her gaze. “Mister Kemp, eyes down!” She commands,…

Day 349 – Teacher’s Pet – 50 Word Story

For Matthew’s next false 50 word story, he went to issue 377 of Fear In Fear Magazine, and chose his words from a story called Teacher’s Pet, below you can read the short that was posted.   “I really need you to open your fucking ears and take in what I’m about to say. Do…

Daily Grind – The Turmoils Of Packing

I’m nervously anticipating the weekend, it’s been almost 8 years since Clare left with the girls, 8 years of being lost in my own self pity, my own nightmare. I haven’t called, I can’t, if I lose my nerve before I’m even there I’ll never go, so I have to go in blind, and hope it all works…

Can Not

I am no nightmare, I am no dream, from these,  you can escape, from these, you can wake, but from me, you can not wake, from me, you can not escape, for once you believe, you are MINE.