Erin

Erin

(He/they/she) I hope you enjoy my writing!

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Rationing People

The wind tussled the hair around his shoulders, blowing into his face. It was long and unruly, yet he never cut it. He let it grow freely. Unlike him, it did what it wanted. Though to be fair, it was hard to follow your ideals in this place. The rations were getting lower, the people hungrier, and the living corpses rowdier. They had begun taking the sick and the weak. Making them work? Kicking th...

Green Woman

There was this girl at the party. She had sleek black hair that rested on her lower back. Her skin was so pale if someone told me she was dead I would’ve believed it. But none of that stuff was important, what mattered was her dress. Her emerald deep green dress fit her like a glove. It seemed more like she moved with the dress than it with her. Shock had paralyzed me, causing my veins to ache lik...

The Asthmatic Intruder

How can I tell if I successfully turned the oven on? I speak way too loudly into my phone. “Googlee, come onn,” I groan while resting on the edge of the kitchen counter. This cooking shit is way too complicated, I might need to look into trying harder in school. DING my phone goes off so loudly it jumps out of my hand. I scramble to my knees to grab it before I’m able to read an emergency alert.


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Bloody Eyes

My breathe was warm on my frozen skin. The weather wasn’t particularly cold, but the man standing at the end of the hallway made me freeze. He wasn’t making a run for it, or attacking me, he just stood there staring.


Watching me like his eyes were consuming me.


Then without warning, he dashes towards me at full speed. Releasing a gutteral yell so loud my vision blurs. And it all goes black.


F...

Falling Clouds

Flying through my mind

Sitting in one place

My pupils are the size of stars

I know you see it on my face


It’s better this way I swear


Swimming in the clouds

My money’s floating away

My head’s floating with it

Better in space than having it stay


Imagine what I’d be without it


It’s okay the shop closed

I can get some from my friend

Discounted honey is better

Sweet on my tongue, I spend


It’s hel...

Fear of Photos

This really isn’t fair, I didn’t do anything wrong.


I’m just an insecure person. You know how some days you’re feeling yourself more and some days seeing a photo of yourself makes you want to die? It’s a mix of how good I look that day and how good I feel of course. However, I really can’t control it. Don’t even get me started on the people who take photos of you off-guard. I mean, seriously, it...

Blue Eyes

Tears streaked his bloodstained face as he removed the knife from the man’s eye. It was a beautiful silver knife with blue roses engraved into the handle, too beautiful for this. He had killed him, it wasn’t painless but it had to be done. Ethan tripped over his right leg while getting up before heading to the mirror to assess the damage. “Ok? That isn’t too bad right?” He thought while wiping his...

Late Night Writing

You know I really hate home intrusion movies. They always feel too real. I know the religious type get scared by the super natural, the paranoid true crime folk obsessed with slasher stuff, the weirdos obsessed with gore, etc. etc. But what am I? I have no idea.


I just moved into this new apartment complex a month ago for college. Big opportunity and all, but the dorms were just TOO expensive. S...

Asylum Buddy

Making friends with the ghost in your attic brings you many benefits as well as faults…


When I moved in, I thought I’d just have to put up with a leaky faucet. But surprise surprise, there was a loud ass ghost in my attic. He’s up ALL night long moaning and groaning because it’s soooo funny to have the neighbors file noise complaints . So, I thought maybe, just maybe, I could be his friend you kn...

Medusa’s Lover

I could only hear your words of warning the first time we met

“Don’t look at me beautiful woman! You will die a sudden death”

You cried these words with anguish in your voice

Luckily for you, I had no choice

For I was born without my eyes, and were therefore obedient to your cries


I could hear your snakes slithering where your hair should’ve been

Your scales as hard as diamonds yet your voice as ...