Halie Rawlins
Bio
I love all things dark and dreary. The best thing in the world is to get lost in a good book. My favorite books to read are horror, mysteries, short stories, and poetry.
Stories (5)
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Darkness
“I just want the pain to be over.” She thinks to herself as she silently sobs sitting at her office desk. The dwelling thoughts flood her head that life is just one big cruel joke. At one end of the spectrum her fights with her kids' father have mellowed out, but at the other end her life with her wife is still an ongoing tornado of chaos. Homeless and crashing at a family friend's place, the never-ending dread circles her mind “How am I going to survive this?” She hears soft voices in the background as her kids are playing on their phones in the other room. “I know I have to be strong for them.” Even at her lowest she knows her kids love her with all their little hearts, but even their love sometimes isn't strong enough to fight the swarming negative thoughts she fights inside. She tells herself – My kids would be better off without me. Or she tries to convince herself that the older the kids get the less they love her and need her. She knows these thoughts aren't the truth but in dark times the demons in her head are seriously convincing. To quiet the darkness, she goes outside, grabs the rig, sits in the chair and takes such a big hit her lungs weren't big enough to hold it in. She coughs so hard her lungs feel like they could collapse at any second but as she regains her breath the darkness slowly fades to the background. She feels lightheaded like the ground beneath her is swaying ever so gently. She feels the breeze in her hair and just for a second, she thinks maybe I can survive this.
By Halie Rawlins7 months ago in Horror
Survival
"SMASH," I instantly jolt awake from a night of deep sleep to the sound of glass dishes smashing against the wall. "SLAM," goes the bedroom door as mother flings it open as hard as she can. "What have I told you about stacking the dishes like that!" as she grabs me by the arm so tight it damn near leaves a bruise while dragging me to the kitchen. "This is fucking unacceptable." She screams in my face as spit flies out her mouth. I quickly run and get the broom to sweep up her mess, afraid of knowing what would happen next. "SMACK," her hand hits my back so hard it left and big red mark. I try my hardest to please her so that maybe she would be happy one day and I wouldn't get beat, but it is never enough.
By Halie Rawlins5 years ago in Horror
Ring Around the Rosie
I dart down the hall, gasping for air, Constantly checking behind me to see if I've lost her. I stop for just a moment to catch my breath, and BAM, Rosie is standing there. Right in front of me. Those little black glossy eyes, her curly brown locks, laying against her cold porcelain cheek. Then the music starts playing "Ring around the Rosie. Pocket full of posies. Ashes, Ashes We all fall down." It continues to play slowly, giving you chills up your spine. Then you hear it "Run before I catch you."
By Halie Rawlins5 years ago in Horror
