Jake Hartline
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Writer, on and off. Currently on.
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On Ice
The snow creaked under his heavy boots. They were black like the rest of his outfit. His hands were tucked in his pockets and he kept his head aimed toward the path in front of him. He kept to the outskirts of the streetlights, avoiding anyone walking the path at this early hour. Every time he did see someone, his hand tightened on the butt of the gun in his pocket and his senses concentrated, anticipating any sudden or odd movement in his direction.
By Jake Hartline4 years ago in Fiction
Cheeseburger Romance
Tom sat alone at the tall bar table. His feet dangled from the stool. He fidgeted with the cloth napkin surrounding his silverware. Waiting. Every few seconds his eyes would dart between the entryway, the napkin and his phone. She was running late. Not too late but late enough to let some worry creep into his mind. He felt the eyes of the room closing in on him. He did his best to ignore it but their whispers were getting louder in his head. Look at him. So pathetic. He got stood up. Of course he got stood up, look at him. He’s so sweaty. His pit stains are soaking through his jacket. What a loser.
By Jake Hartline4 years ago in Fiction
Monster Monster
Little 9-year-old Lucy Henderson laid awake in her bed for the fourth night in a row. She knew two things: She needed a better nightlight and there was a monster under her bed. Her arm clenched around her stuffed teddy bear, Charles. The tree outside clawed against the glass of her window with every gust of wind. Ghoulish faces formed from the streetlight casting shadows on her ceiling. Lucy’s eyes shut tight. Every time she did, she felt the bed stir - sure that the monster beneath it was reaching up to grab her.
By Jake Hartline4 years ago in Horror
