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Verdant Haven Gardens. Content Warning.
"Oh! Look, Dylan! There's a botanical garden! Let's stop!" Bonnie excitedly pointed at a sign. "A botanical garden? Out here in the middle of the desert?" Dylan said, noticeably confused. "Sounds like a tourist trap to me."
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
It Lurks Behind The Shade (3 of 3). Content Warning.
*Author's note*: This is part 3! Please click here to read part 1. and here to read part 2 "That took a lot longer than I was expecting," Dexter said quietly. We were walking down the hallway to my apartment. We got caught in traffic from an accident on the way to the burger place. The wait was long once we actually got there, and our food took forever to come out because they were so busy.
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
It Lurks Behind The Shade (2 of 3)
*Author's note*: This is part 2! Please click here to read part 1. For the next week, I avoided the window like the plague. I didn't leave my room at night. If I had to go to the bathroom, I just held it until daybreak. I did some experimentation and found that the shadow didn't appear until after eleven P.M. During this time, my dad managed to find me a TV. It was an old flat screen, but I could hook up my console or laptop to it to play games, so it was good enough.
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
It Lurks Behind The Shade (1 of 3). Top Story - July 2024.
"Alright, so this is the living room. This is the largest one-bedroom apartment we have available. It comes with a kitchen," the red-haired woman explains as she guides me through the space. Her voice is chipper, and she flashes me a warm smile. She is wearing a neatly pressed blouse, round glasses, and a badge around her neck that reads "Lena."
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
After Midnight, I was woke up by my cat chittering at something outside.
I, James, was awoken from sleep by a distinct little chirping noise that I was very familiar with. Groggily, I reached over to check my phone to see what time it was. 12:13 AM. Great. My white and black tuxedo cat, Buddy, was standing on the back of my computer chair, looking out the window, making little chittering noises, occasionally followed by a stressed bray.
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Door (2 of 2). Content Warning.
*Author's note*: This is part 2! Please click here to read part 1. Content warning is for horror content "That's... not possible," Alex whispered, his eyes going as wide as mine. It was gone. The door was completely gone. The only thing that stood in its place was a blank wall. We were trapped. he walked up to the wall his hand lightly touching where the door had once been. "any chance you have your phone on you?"
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Door (1 of 2)
When my grandmother passed, I, Tamara, had never expected she would leave me her house. I had always figured it would be left to one of my uncles or my mother. I was surprised when she called me while she was in the hospital to begin the complex processes of signing all of the paperwork that was required. It was not as easy as the movies made it look.
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
I Died Once
*Author's Note: I originally published this story on reddit some time ago. Some grammar has been fixed and some sentences adjusted for clarity but it is largely the same. This story is told from first person but is a work of fiction. It is written for the medium it was originally produced for.*
By Matthew Spinelli4 years ago in Fiction
