Erin Perez
Bio
I'm Erin, an actor, writer, and poet. As a mom, I draw inspiration from everyday life. I love yoga, hiking, and sweets, and I'm a lifelong bookworm who finds creativity in the stories that shape my world and fuel my passion for writing.
Stories (28)
Filter by community
Death Is Only the Beginning
I had never felt more alone than I did at that moment. I entered the forest, having the moon as my flashlight, in search of the truth. A cool wet breeze prickled down my spine, the air fogging over the deeper I walked into the woodland. The noises inside this home of many mysterious creatures can truly play with your mind. The rustling of trees, the wind whispering in your ear; a sound that makes your heart beat faster than you would think possible; a low voice that is warning you that death is coming for you. I walked more rapidly to find my destination. But something stopped me in my tracks. The cracking of a tree branch sounded like bones being ripped apart and then chewed upon by something… or someone. I looked around in every direction, and then I saw it. A dark shadow; misshapen in size and frame standing behind an oak tree, so tall seeming endless. Curiosity burned inside my veins. I reached out my hand, trembling in excitement and fear. Just as I was about to touch the deformed figure, it disappeared. I looked all around me and no one was in sight. I am alone once more. Alone as one can be here.
By Erin Perez7 years ago in Horror
