CrashdLanding
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I’m a writer, maker, and mother. I have a website/blog where I enjoy posting new fiction and non-fiction, including life updates, articles, and general chaos. My dream is to make a living doing something I love, whether its fiction or not.
Stories (26)
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My One Rule
There was only one rule: Don’t open the door. I asked them nicely. I pull another nail from the pile. It’s always the young ones who don’t listen. I hold the nail and slam the hammer down on its head. They think they’re bigger and better and stronger. Slam. That the rules don’t apply to them. Slam. It was my one rule for staying in my little house. My little rental. Slam. Slam. But they never listen.
By CrashdLandingabout a year ago in Horror
The Lion’s Den
As the rental car rolled to a stop on the dark road, her fear increased by the moment. Valeria Ingram had been in the passenger seat of the rental for eight hours. She and her fiancé Eduardo Phillips had been driving home from a weekend with her family. They had decided that driving would be more interesting and way cheaper than buying a plane ticket.
By CrashdLandingabout a year ago in Fiction
"Questions"
He knew he tended to be a quiet walker, based on the fact he frequently surprised people if they didn’t see him coming. But he didn’t try to make his approach known either. It was good to keep people on their toes, and he wouldn’t admit it aloud but he kind of enjoyed scaring people that way.
By CrashdLandingabout a year ago in Fiction
Missing Person Investigation Underway
Friday, January 6, 2023 "On the evening of Tuesday, January 3, 2023, the family of Cora Wilkins reported her missing. The missing person's report was only filed after extensive inquiries were made by family, with other family members and friends, as well as a check in with her place of employment.
By CrashdLanding3 years ago in Fiction
The King Requests Your Presence
“The king has requested your presence.” These were the first words she heard from anyone outside of her personal staff this morning. It was Alrick, the King’s personal butler. Alrick was a stiff, cold, older gentleman. She was told he’d been with the king since his father ruled. “The king would like for you to join him for luncheon in the gardens this afternoon.” Alrick said. He then promptly turned on his heal and left the room.
By CrashdLanding3 years ago in Fiction
The Bug Catcher
So, there I was. Minding my own business. It was warm, the sun was out, a beautiful day. The best days are sunny days, to be honest. I was sitting on this blade of grass when I heard something. Well, felt it really. The ground beneath me shook. I thought maybe I should run away.
By CrashdLanding3 years ago in Fiction
