L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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The Prepper. Content Warning.
There are a lot of cars on the road. All empty. Some of the doors are hanging open. It's eerily quiet. No birdsong, even. Just wind in the branches.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Letters From A Fridge
Subject: Status Update Date: July 20, 2024 Dear Mason_Family, Detected: Slight drop in internal temperature of the house. Power grid may be unstable.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
When It Won't Stop Raining
It's cold and dark, and the rain hasn't stopped for days. It feels like it's been raining forever. Poetic really. His face is wet, even though he has no tears left.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
A Perfect Evening. Top Story - July 2024.
Somewhere between the food, the drinks (so many!) and hugs from friends, I found peace. Lots of soul searching lately probably helped.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Seeing Grey
When they came for me, I had visions of the future. Me, handcuffed, caged, life ruined. That is, more than it was already. Shamed. Like I'd done the biggest poop on the deepest, creamiest carpet. Oh boy, I was in so much trouble!
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Nee-Naw, Nee-Naw
Everyone who knows me, knows I'm an overthinker. I think through every possible variation of every possible scenario. I've always been like this. I don't know how else to be.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Recalibration
There's only one sentence, now. If you're Guilty, like me, you go to a Recalibration Centre, like this one. I've seen pictures of where they used to send criminals. This looks different. It's tall, shiny, and white. It looks like a hospital had a hate baby with a cathedral, and the resulting offspring got a mishmash of soulless characteristics.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Coming Home
Everyone was talking about it. The very air buzzed. Even at home, it pressed in on all sides. Every TV channel, every social media platform...
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Sand
The boy labours in the sand. The waves tickle closer, the sun drops lower in the sky, and still he keeps digging. Papa, speaking softly, rests a hand on his shoulder. Gestures up the beach to where Mama is packing up their things. Scowling, the boy shrugs him away. Papa frowns, too, his voice hardening. The boy digs.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
One Dollar Challenge - Quote Me Baby - July 2024 (Unofficial)
An unofficial bullshit Summer challenge for July 2024. (That is, an unofficial "bullshit summer" challenge, not an "unofficial bullshit" summer challenge. I think.) Either way, you have two weeks. Dig deep into the crevices (stop) of your sofa for your pen, and into your heart and soul for... something else.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Writers
A Fizzy Secret
I'm Bryony. I'm fifteen. I wear my hair in a high ponytail. I'm not confident enough to wear it any other way. My most stand-out feature is my freckles. I'm covered in them, especially on my face. They make me self conscious. I am so close to being absolutely mortified in any given moment, that it doesn't take much to set me off. I'm fair-skinned as well, so I blush easily. This makes me even more self-conscious.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Something Crawled up Your--
He didn't know what got into him. That's not just a turn of phrase; something actually got into him. It started innocently. He overindulged, had too much greasy food. He farted. It stank. Natalie, cosied up next to him on the sofa, retched, and flapped her hand theatrically in front of her face. "Oh my god, Cole," she said rushing to open the window, "Did something crawl up your arse and die?" Her eyes watered, but she laughed. She had no idea.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction