Crystal R Whitchurch

Joined January 2022

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The Sunset
The morning started with a beautiful sunrise. Not a single cloud in the sky. Mary was so excited to go on her first boat ride, that she hardly slept that night. Mary stood at 5'6" with long blonde hair. She always was looking for an adventure. Today was going to be one. One way or another.
By Crystal R Whitchurchabout a year ago in Fiction
Traditions Forgotten
In the heart of the mountain sat a small town. The town had its ups and downs like any other town, but there was one thing different about this place. The town had no children, laughter, and games being played. There was no squeals of joy and adventures to be had. The town was dying.
By Crystal R Whitchurch2 years ago in Fiction
Be cautious while playing.
It started like any other day. The sun was shining. The flowers bloomed and dew drops covered spider webs. It was a crisp morning, a good start to the day. Then a cloud appeared and it all went downhill from there.
By Crystal R Whitchurch2 years ago in Fiction
Redo
The rain poured down hard on the tombstones. The only one there to watch was a man. His hair was white, his skin was wrinkly, and he stood with a hunch will holding his cane. This was Todd Williams, the last of his family.
By Crystal R Whitchurch3 years ago in Fiction
A bad day
The day started with the alarm not going off. I was running late for work and everything was just not going well. First, there was no hot water for the shower. Next, the milk went sour, and then my keys seemed to have grown legs, and walked off.
By Crystal R Whitchurch3 years ago in Fiction
Rainy Days
The rain falls steadily on the roof, the clock ticks away, steam pours out of the cup, it's just another dreary day. A fire blazing on the stove,
By Crystal R Whitchurch3 years ago in Poets
When the earth died
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. It all started when the earth began to die. Scientists noticed plants and animals were dying. They got together and compared notes to realize what was happening. Ideas were given, some tried and some thrown out. People started to panic when they noticed. The world leaders were trying all they could to find a solution.
By Crystal R Whitchurch3 years ago in Fiction
Ghost train
The tracks ran just outside of town. They were old and no longer in use, but at one point they had the most important job.
By Crystal R Whitchurch3 years ago in Fiction
Winter
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. At least that was what the valley's history said. The town wasn't very big, only fifteen houses. There was a baker, a butcher, and a blacksmith. Each spends long days in their craft. The farmer grew fruits, grains, and vegetables on the edge of town. They also raised what little livestock they had.
By Crystal R Whitchurch4 years ago in Fiction
Send in the clowns
At the edge of town stood an old house. That looked like it would fall over at any minute. No one had gone there for years, but what stories does the house have? What memories lived in the walls. It is like all things begin in a simple way. There once was a family who moved there. A mother with long blonde hair. A father tall and strong and a little girl who had yellow hair like straw; June.
By Crystal R Whitchurch4 years ago in Fiction
The Magic Word
The Magic Word. There once was a small village deep in the woods. Now this village looked like any other except for one thing. Our story begins with a girl with long white hair and blue eyes, her name was Mary.
By Crystal R Whitchurch4 years ago in Fiction