Lauren Michelle
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Enjoying writing in my spare time
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The Impossible Room
The house stood at the corner of a fairly quiet residential street. It was tall and old fashioned, with large windows and a heavy metal knocker on the front door. The yellow shingles that covered the sides of the house were in slight dissonance with the dark green tiles of the roof, and part of the gutter where the rainwater collected had become dislodged during a violent storm. The grass had not been tended in the months the house had been unoccupied, and scraggly bits of crab grass had begun to inch their way over the stone path leading up to the front porch.
By Lauren Michelle5 years ago in Horror
Songbird
The sight of piled up boxes is so goddamn depressing. This was the most recent in a series of jumbled and frustrated thoughts running through Abby's head as she dragged an upright lamp across her living room. Her third move in five years had left her frazzled mind in a turmoil comparable to what she had wrought on her shabby apartment. She thanked whatever invisible deity might be listening that she’d thought far enough ahead to take the day off from work. She couldn’t imagine having that obligation on her plate today.
By Lauren Michelle5 years ago in Families
