Katarzyna Crevan
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Hi! I enjoy writing and have been writing for some years now. I hope you enjoy my writing!
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Dead Ringers; Chapter 3
I don't know what I'd thought I'd feel, but it certainly wasn't this. I want to turn away, but I can't. I'm mesmerized by the Jane Doe's eyes. Something about looking at the empty blue eyes, in a face that looks just like mine, has frozen me in place.
By Katarzyna Crevan5 years ago in Fiction
Dead Ringers; Chapter 5
I'm jarred awake by the screaming of my alarm. Finding the button, I hold it until the alarm shuts up. I sit up and stretch, allowing a giant yawn to escape. The fog that had followed me last night seems to have passed. Mushu joins me in bed, rubbing against my back and purring.
By Katarzyna Crevan5 years ago in Fiction
Ode to Rubber Ducks
Honestly, sometimes, I wish I could be a kid again. No responsibilities, no worries, no panic over the future. I missed when my biggest concern was whether or not I was going to get the toy I really wanted for my birthday. Sometimes, I really want to unpack all the childish toys I packed away because I didn't want to get rid of them so I'm keeping them for when I have kids.
By Katarzyna Crevan5 years ago in Poets
Escape
I sit quietly, sipping at the tea that Malinda brought me. She's the kindest to me here; it makes me slightly regret doing this to her. I watch her yawn as she takes another sip from her cup. She doesn't know it, but when she hadn't been looking, I had slipped various sleeping herbs that I had found in the garden into her cup.
By Katarzyna Crevan5 years ago in Fiction
