āUncle Wallo, thereās rumors about you, people said you had hidden something inside the creepy woodā my young nephew told me, even though no question was asked I know he would be curious about it, kids at his age were always curious.
Iām a old man who open a small business in town, my relatives hardly ever visit me, it was pretty sudden for my brother to ask for me to look over his kid while he ...
I was alone at night walking home from my night shift around two in the morning. I heard leaves rustling behind me. I gazed over my shoulder every time I heard it. Then I noticed something staring at me from behind a bush. I told myself it was just my imagination but I didnāt think it was. I picked up my pase hoping I could make it home before it catches up wit...
Sat up Ride in bed, lent against a pile of strategically placed pillows,an old woman slowly paged through a scrapbook done up with obvious Care. Absently flipping over each page with equal reverence, Anne-Marie let her mind wander down the lanes of memories long since past. never more proud of the life that she had lived, more so now, now that she knew her time was almost up. She had had a good li...
Her hands shaking, her blonde hair trained with mud and dark crimson, and her hazel eyes like murky water about to spill.
āSammy! What happened?!ā
The mother observed the little vulnerable child who calls her mom. Her dress was torn and what used to be pig tales turned into lopsided deems where demons lurk.
No one could know it was me. That would be far too dangerous, but I wanted-no, I needed someone to find what Iāve kept hidden deep down in the depths of my core. So, I set out on the busy streets of my hometown. Iāve walked these streets many times. Each time with different intentions. Except this time, with darker intentions than Iāve had before. I searched the many faces I passed. The young, the...
Liosa runs from the house over to the shed. Slamming open the door and sprinting inside.
āWhere is it?ā She desperately looks around every corner of the shed.
Finally she spotted it. The shovel her dad always used. The edges of it were rusty. Liosa grabbed it and sprinted out of the barn straight for the woods.
The edge of the woods flew by as Liosa ran past them to a clearing. Rocks dotted the...
ļæ¼Iām so tired that feeling happy seems like something only fairly tale characters get. And something that Iāll never get. Itās the day of Elisaās death, that brings me here. Out in the woods. Holding a shovel in one hand and in the other a small silver key. I donāt have The strength to dig, or to do anything. Elisa was the one who helped me burry this, and she was supposed to be the one to help me...
Today is the day! I have to come clean I canāt keep carrying this around! Itās been 12 yrs! Someone has to realize something! But who could I tell! My husband wonāt understand! My sister might turn me in. I donāt have any choice left Iām going to tell my best friend what I have done and what is Burried in the woods I hope she forgives me!
My name is Lilly and Iām going to tell you my story! My da...
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Create a sense of suspense and drama as your character unpacks, without revealing too much information too soon.
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