Heidi Reid
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'Til The End
Present Day My fingers trembled with each rattling breath I took. Attempting to steady myself, I clenched my fists together, digging bloody crescents into the palms of my aching hands. It seemed that no matter where I focused my vision, the only thing I could see behind my eyes was the resigned, glassy eyed stare my best friend gave me before slipping away as if she had been nothing more than a mere hallucination. She seemed to be made of glass, cracking beneath an onslaught of dark water before each fissure traveled her body and connected, shattering her entire being in one final stand. Of course, I knew better than that- after all, I had spent the better part of my life holed up in her parents house, spending every waking hour by her side.
By Heidi Reid4 years ago in Fiction
Vindication
Soot gray storm clouds glared down upon the bustling streets of New York City, releasing walls of water as if in vengeful fury. Perhaps they sensed Anya Elmcroft’s irate mood. The young woman in question strode through the throngs of people, easily clearing a path for herself as her dark mood seemed to manifest itself in her intense green eyes, daring people to block her way. Her previously neat brown hair was now matted down her back and her light blue jeans soggy with water. Sucking in a bitter breath, Anya focused on her now visible destination.
By Heidi Reid5 years ago in Criminal
Starting Today
“New year, new me.” The same phrase, played like a broken record by the vast majority of people across the globe. I’ve always joined the chorus, outlining detailed plans as to how I’m going to change myself in the coming year, vocalizing the productivity of my endeavors. But somehow, by the end of January each year, I’m back to my usual routine, and shockingly enough, no different than who I was the previous year. Life is hectic, and it’s all too easy to get bogged down by the obstacles thrown towards you at every turn, falling back on the phrase, “I’ll start tomorrow.” But these words in and of themselves are flawed. Tomorrow is always a day away, it will never come.
By Heidi Reid5 years ago in Motivation
