Curneishia Ervin
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I have been writing since as long as I can remember. I truly feel it is my purpose. I use writing as an outlet for my emotions, but more importantly to uplift and inspire. Sharing my stories one key stroke at a time. Let's write :) !
Stories (3)
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Tomorrow.
The saddest part about leaving was that I knew that I was never coming back. I still remember how the sun kissed the ocean. Its waves crashing ashore was always a melody to my ears. My home burse with the gentle, sweet aroma of vanilla. This was home sweet home. A place that wasn't shattered by disappointment or regret. I always felt safe here. I remember when my "home" wasn't so sacred growing up. Poverty clothed me and sent me out into the world. Life was not structured by love but rather by survival. Somedays, I would feel pity for that young girl I used to be. I even see her sometimes when I look in the mirror. I shattered so many mirrors only to expose the broken pieces within myself. I hadn't spoken to my parents in years because of my upbringing. Somehow, I could never find the strength to pick up the phone because deep down, I knew I yearned for apologies that would never exit their lips. I decided that I would call them tomorrow though. Tomorrow was a big day. More prominent than yesterday or the day before.
By Curneishia Ervin3 years ago in Humans
Lights Out
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. A fierce light, that only fatality could diminish. Daring souls visited the woods of terror for thrills, unaware of the horror that lay ahead. Over the years the infamous woods created an uproar of fear around the community. Especially around Halloween. Somehow, this fear engendered an enticing feeling that always seemed to lure people in. Numerous visitors had come to the woods and were never to be seen again. Stories tell it, that the spirits still roam the land living in an eternity of limbo. Unequivocally, the most dangerous and wicked things are those that can’t be seen with naked eyes. Rather, it is the things that are buried within the shadows. Warning: Don’t let the fire go out.
By Curneishia Ervin4 years ago in Horror
