Adam Starr
Bio
I am 28. I write for fun. I graduated college. My business degree doesn't hang on the wall and is in a box under my bed. I might do something with it. I'd like to think I'm creative and hope this is my outlet to test that.
Stories (2)
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The Dock at The Cliffs of Moher
The wind howled like a wolf in the distance. The waves crashed as if ravenous animals were dueling in front of her. She held her breath as she crept forward on the dock, dragging her feet forward as if in a perverse dance with fate. Another rippling wave encased the dock in shadow and drenched Emma’s arm, causing her to shriek in pain. Emma felt as if her skin was burning due to the combination of the cool air and frigid water. Emma stopped and hesitantly peered behind her; she could no longer see the cliffs. Emma refused to go back now, so she continued forward.
By Adam Starr4 years ago in Horror
Adam's Doomsday Diary
Day 2,099. A Tuesday. I always thought beginnings were tough, I never really thought about endings. I was nineteen then. Took a year off a schooling to “find myself”, little did I know that I would have so much more time to find who I really am. Adam. I hate my name. Nobody ever uses it. I hate being here. I hate being alive. I always thought that people back then were unlucky. I’m the unlucky one. Why am I still here? The last person, if you can even call them that, I saw was 48 days ago. I wish I was taken even then. I’m not even sure it’s Tuesday. I look down at my heart-shaped locket. I WISH I DIDN’T MAKE IT THIS FAR!
By Adam Starr5 years ago in Fiction
