Katey Lindsey
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The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. At least, it wasn’t the real me, but a version of me that looked ready for Halloween. Her long brown hair was matted with blood, one of her green eyes was swollen shut, and her pale skin was littered with bright red cuts and purple bruises. I walked closer to my bathroom mirror to get a better look at where she was. I recognized the room: it was my bathroom, and yet it wasn’t. The gray tile floor had a pool of blood by the bathtub and I could see a fist-sized hole in the door. I turned around to see if maybe a hole was really there. There was no hole, and when I turned back around, my reflection had returned to normal, leaving me standing in my flannel pajamas with a confused look on my face. No blood, no hole in the door. Maybe I was still half asleep? I decided to take a cool shower to help wake myself up. After finishing, I dressed, put on my makeup, and dried my hair. The reflection in the mirror never changed. I went downstairs to the kitchen to eat a quick bowl of cereal before leaving for work. I ate my sugar-powered breakfast quickly, washed my bowl, and headed out to my car.
By Katey Lindsey3 years ago in Horror
The War of the Mountains
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. If my grandmother is to be believed, our ancestors brought them here. According to my grandmother, when our village was still young, the royal family of Vedora decided to house their dragons in the valley below our mountain. The king and his children would ride the giant scaled beasts into battle, and victory. There was a time when our kingdom was undefeated in war, but that time has long passed.
By Katey Lindsey4 years ago in Fiction
When I Grow Up
Ever since Darren was a little boy he has wanted to grow up to be one thing: a shark. Darren used to dream of doing nothing but swimming in the ocean and devouring fish. By the time Darren was twelve he could name almost every species of shark known to science, was the star of his middle school swim team, and constantly researching methods to turn himself into a shark. However, being on a sports team did not save Darren from ridicule. He was always so open about what he wanted to be when he grew up, and by the time puberty hit being a shark was no longer cool. He did not mind the bullying, but welcomed it. He needed to learn how to defend himself for when he finally reached his goal.
By Katey Lindsey5 years ago in Fiction
