Casey Tart
Bio
Casey is a cosmetologist, and enjoys creative writing in her free time. She loves making exciting, action packed, grab you by the first line, stories. She also reads an alarming amount of books, and spends time with any and all animals.
Stories (3)
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The Laughing Trees
The heat escalates in my limbs as my feet pound the ground relentlessly. I've been running since the darkness took over the sky, which seems like a lifetime ago. My lungs scream for oxygen as the moon begins to decrease into the treeline. Shadows of the forest surround me in a blur of threats and taunts, masking themselves as the thing I'm running from. I spot a dip in the ground and dive towards it, hearing the dead leaves crunch under my weight as I slap my back against the ground. My breath fans in small, sporadic clouds in front of me. My chest heaves rapidly as I gulp down air. The same thought screams on repeat: ‘he can't find me, I can't let him find me!’ A flash of wind makes my knees crunch in closer, trying to get warm. I shiver, and grit my teeth; ‘keep going’ I tell myself. Closing my eyes I allow myself a slow deep breath; then push myself off the ground with a grunt, and continue my running pace. I remind myself to try and keep my breathing under control, since I don't know when I’ll be able to stop next.
By Casey Tart5 years ago in Fiction
Ozone Eyes
We used to stare up at the stars and wonder if other life existed, mesmerized by the dancing lights that surrounded the black abyss above us. Explorations to other planets in hope we would find an extraterrestrial to share and gain knowledge from, at least if they were friendly. We never thought they would already be here, and anything but our friends. They slowly sucked life from the hidden corners of the Earth. Small enough to where scientists considered it a ‘once in a lifetime’ event. People in Guatemala started to go crazy with a mysterious brain disease. They closed off the borders and that was that. Until it happened twice. Then three times, seven times, twenty, eighty, climbing until it was a global occurrence. You'd think this is where we would get smart and realize this isn't an accident, but no, the president made speeches that it was just a fluke.
By Casey Tart5 years ago in Fiction
