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2023
“The night is the hardest time to be alive and 4am knows all my secrets.” Poppy Z. Brite
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happy birthday
Happy birthday to the woman who loved me, my sisters, and her grandbabies more than anything. To the woman we call mommy. We miss you. I miss playing Mario Party with you and listening to you talk about Animal Crossing. When Paige and I finally beat Miguel in Chrono Cross, you cheered the loudest. I miss your amazing cooking. Collard greens, danishes you made every Sunday morning, the sweet…
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The Necromancer by the Sea
trigger warning: self harm I. The wind smelled like ashes and the air tasted of salt. I could hardly breathe. The woman had died on the cliffs below. Her neck had snapped, her bones had broken, and the black sea had swallowed her. It kept her for days before it spat her out onto the cold sand. She was bloated and blue. The familiar scowl on her face was gone, eroded by the current and hungry…
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The Necromancer by the Sea
trigger warning: self harm I. The wind smelled like ashes and the air tasted of salt. I could hardly breathe. The woman had died on the cliffs below. Her neck had snapped, her bones had broken, and the black sea had swallowed her. It kept her for days before it spat her out onto the cold sand. She was bloated and blue. The familiar scowl on her face was gone, eroded by the current and hungry…
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Worthless
My heart hurts. It physically hurts. I’m so scared. I have heard of broken heart syndrome. I’ve experienced it before. The last time was a year ago when I suspected and subsequently learned that my boyfriend at the time had been cheating on me. My chest hurt all night. I thought I was having a heart attack. I wish I would have one if we are being honest. The pain, betrayal, and loss of somebody…
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don’t go
My heart hurts. It physically hurts. I’m so scared. I have heard of broken heart syndrome. I’ve experienced it before. The last time was a year ago when I suspected and subsequently learned that my boyfriend at the time had been cheating on me. My chest hurt all night. I thought I was having a heart attack. I wish I would have one if we are being honest. The pain, betrayal, and loss of somebody…
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survival
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grief, heartbreak, and the onset of insanity
He told me I was scaring him. He said there was something wrong with me. I didn’t bother to correct him because he was right. I mean nothing to him. I was the one who took what he had worked so hard for. I smashed his life to pieces and plucked the shards from my hand. I sucked on my wounds and allowed the blood to flood my mouth until I nearly drowned. I stopped, breathed and drank some more.…
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grief, heartbreak, and the onset of insanity
He told me I was scaring him. He said there was something wrong with me. I didn’t bother to correct him because he was right. I mean nothing to him. I was the one who took what he had worked so hard for. I smashed his life to pieces and plucked the shards from my hand. I sucked on my wounds and allowed the blood to flood my mouth until I nearly drowned. I stopped, breathed and drank some more.…
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to grieve is to love
I haven’t been writing much since the move. depression has me firmly in its grip. and since moving I have more time to think and grieve, it sucks lol. I do have some stories I have been working on so never fear lol. I have always been very open about my mental health. it’s a part of me and it always will be. I wish I could take my brain out and fix it but as of yet that’s not possible. this is…
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the serial killer
Shortly after my mother died, my boyfriend broke up with me. I didn’t have to ask if there was anybody else. His social media told me so. For days, I stared at my phone and studied the faces of the happy couple. They pulled their lips back in satisfied grins and their eyes glittered with happiness. I dreamt of killing them. I dreamt I sliced off those beautiful smiles, and I imagined ripping…
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Along Came The Spider God Narration
Along Came The Spider God Narration #amwriting #horror #podcast
Everyone is so talented and I’m so happy that the talented people want to narrate my stories! Thanks so much to Minister Sinister for narrating my short story “Along Came the Spider God”. He did such a fantastic job and I’ve listened to it a dozen times. You can listen to it wherever you go for your podcasts! I will link Spotify since that’s the universal one lol. Let me know what y’all…
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I Don’t Regret Killing My Boyfriend
I Don’t Regret Killing My Boyfriend #amwriting #horror
happy and busy days! I haven’t been writing or doing much of anything lately besides packing and crying because I just moved last weekend! It’s been a whirlwind and everything is chaotic and happy days I start school on Monday 😭😭😭 I’ll be fine when everything is unpacked, assembled, and put away but I hope to write soon because I miss it so much. In Amazing and unbelievable news my story “I…
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The Pale Lady Narration
The Pale Lady Narration by aelily #followfriday #horror #amwriting #nosleep
It’s been awhile! I haven’t been writing or posting as much lately because I am moving next month! It’s an exciting but exhausting time for me and I miss writing but I’ll be back at it soon. ANYWAY, my story the pale lady was narrated!! it also has over 1k upvotes on reddit which makes it my most liked story. thank you all for reading my mash of words. it’s like a dream. I will provide the…
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along came the spider god
along came the spider god by aelily #scary #amwriting #writingcommunity
I found the girl’s bones in the house, tucked inside the attic. They had been picked clean and were colored stone gray. The only flesh that remained on her skeleton was the skin stretched taut across her skull. It cradled her eyes precariously in their sockets, and I watched as a spider wove delicate webs on her irises. Her spine had been dislodged and splayed apart. They looked like the…
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Indie Game
Indie Game by aelily #amwriting #writingcommunity #indiegame
PART ONE It was late when my friend Benji sent me the link, so I didn’t see it until morning. Check it out, his message said, paired with a shocked-looking emoji. This game is fantastic. What is it? I typed back. What kind of game is this? Three dots appeared at the bottom of the screen as he typed back, and I waited for his reply. A minute went by, then ten, an hour. By then, I had…
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