Ann Goffman
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I walk in the darkness so that other's can see the light.
I write poems, and short stories.
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Stories (4)
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Shattered Glass
I’ve lived in New York all my life, it used to not be impressive to say that when you’re 16. But nowadays, it’s a different story. My mom told me once this city never slept it was full of life, love, lights, and wealth. Now the only way to describe it is a shit hole of shattered glass and death. My mom had lived through the destruction of the previous world. She couldn’t talk about it, without going into hysteria and passing out. The only thing she could say was that there was a loud bang that shook the earth. all the skyscrapers that once made this city so prominent shattered, the glass fell down maiming all in the street. Many died on the spot, some later due to infection, and others later due to madness. Apparently the government had shut down and people panicked. Most fled the city, but not her. She had a 3 month old baby boy and she didn’t know where to go. She stayed in the city with corpses rotting in the street, rats and crows tearing apart the rotting flesh.
By Ann Goffman4 years ago in Fiction
Darker Than Midnight
Darker than Midnight The world is so stupid or at least I always felt that way. As I zoned out in history class twirling my hair, I thought about what life would be like if the cursed hadn’t shown up. They came about twenty years ago in 2018. They can turn anyone they want into one of them. Out of fear society has become strict. We have really harsh laws now. Like we can no longer have more than two kids in order to keep the population low. For some reason the government thinks that will reduce the number of infected. I really despise this rule, honestly, but not because I plan on having kids. But because when I was 6 my parents were going to have another child. They already had two, me and David. It wasn’t on purpose, their birth control failed. Mom continued working as a nurse while pregnant, but her co-workers noticed her symptoms. Because one of them reported it, a police officer stormed into the house. He made her take a pregnancy test, but he wouldn’t let her go into the bathroom alone in case she cheated. The test was positive. So the officer dragged David out of his room and shoved him in line with me.
By Ann Goffman5 years ago in Horror
Distorted Waters
The water is still tonight, it’s a perfect reflection of the sky above, as if it was a perfect photo. But something jumps in the water and the distortion starts with each ripple. Slowly that perfect photo was destroyed. I like to think of my life like this water.
By Ann Goffman5 years ago in Fiction
