Lauren Dee
Bio
I have had very disturbing dreams my whole life. I write fictional short stories, rants and poems all based off of my experiences in life. They can be dark, but it's the only way I can get them out of my mind.
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Is it all in my head?
All in my head Part 2 Startled, I sit up. I reach into the darkness, scrambling for the lamp string, sending all the items from the night table crashing to the floor. I finally find what I am looking for and pull. Yellow light illuminates the room, as I look around frantically reassuring myself that the old man is gone. That I was only dreaming, and it’s all in my head. I let out a heavy breath, I can feel the panic leaving my body as I breath deeply, exhaling the pain away.
By Lauren Dee4 years ago in Horror
Covid built my happiness
My family has been crafting for many generations. Growing up in a religious household I was taught how to sew at a young age, and if I was bored, I would help my mother with her projects. Not all projects turn out good, but you won’t know until you try right?
By Lauren Dee5 years ago in Lifehack
Covid helped me grow
My family has been crafting for many generations. Growing up in a religious household I was taught how to sew at a young age, and if I was bored, I would help my mother with her projects. Not all projects turn out good, but you won’t know until you try right?
By Lauren Dee5 years ago in Motivation
Music saved my Emo life
Going through all these songs for this challenge was tough. Some were hard to listen to, but also comforting. If you want an immersive experience, and to feel sad and maybe nostalgic (if you know any of these), you can find the playlist here:
By Lauren Dee5 years ago in Confessions
The year of the Hoe
There was a good solid year where Tinder was my go to for meeting people. I was working 70+ hour weeks and I was lonely, drinking myself into a depression. So naturally when I’m at the bottom, I tend to dig a little deeper. And boy, did I sure dig myself into a Tinder hole.
By Lauren Dee5 years ago in Confessions
Never judge a book by it's cover
His hair. It just always seems to fall in the right way against his strong jaw. Eyes, the color of a cold trickling stream reflecting a forest of trees. So unique, that “green” couldn’t describe them. Those lips, so soft and welcoming, the kind that would match perfectly for a kiss. I can almost taste it, salivating at the thought of his lips on mine.
By Lauren Dee5 years ago in Horror
Is it all in my head?
All in my head Part 2 Startled, I sit up. I reach into the darkness, scrambling for the lamp string, sending all the items from the night table crashing to the floor. I finally find what I am looking for and pull. Yellow light illuminates the room, as I look around frantically reassuring myself that the old man is gone. That I was only dreaming, and it’s all in my head. I let out a heavy breath, I can feel the panic leaving my body as I breath deeply, exhaling the pain away.
By Lauren Dee5 years ago in Horror
Is it all in my head?
All in my head Pt. 1 I wake to the sound of the creaky door. The pungent stench of cigarettes wafts through the air. His shadow creates a stretched out long black void as he stands in the doorway blocking the light. He clears his throat loudly, then turns his back to me and walks slowly out of the door.
By Lauren Dee5 years ago in Horror
