Tay Gallagher
Bio
I started writing when I was 14, and still do to this day. I live in Utah and I write books and movies. I gradutated from Dixie State University with a degree in creative writing and I plan to write as a career.
Stories (8)
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The Lake of Sanctuary
In the deepest forest of Massachusetts, near a ghost town called Sanctuary, there dwells a lake. A lake that holds terrible and dark entities, only a few know and a foolish some wish to know. Locals who are aware of the ghastly body of water try to warn visitors to never go there when it’s mist covers it like a blanket of dread, for when the mist appears, death will always be the aftermath.
By Tay Gallagher4 years ago in Horror
The Bull and the Dove
On the dusty road, with my human’s supplies on my back, we finally made it to the small town. Entering through the front gate and stopping near an inn, my human takes a green snake and from its mouth water pours into a round wooden water carrier and brings it to me so I can drink.
By Tay Gallagher4 years ago in Fiction
Por el camino de la caléndula
Waking up with a stretch and a yawn, I find that it’s still night out. Sometimes I think my body is trying to sabotage me by depriving me of sleep, but jokes on it, I’m just gonna get a drink of water and head back to bed to get some needed rest before work. Removing the blanket, I lift my head from my comfy pillow and precede to step onto the floor. That’s when I start to feel something, not the comfy roughness of my carpet, but a soft texture, like I’m stepping in a bundle of silky cloth. I look down found my feet in the midst of marigold petals, and then allow my eyes to follow a straight line of the reddish-orange flower out my bedroom door.
By Tay Gallagher4 years ago in Fiction
The Curse of The Irish
Today’s just like any other regular day. I get up from my bed, after being rudely awaken by my phone’s annoying ringtone to go to the bathroom, to take a hot shower, brush my teeth and shave, then finally making a quick breakfast of scramble eggs and coffee. As I don my work attire, vest and name tag, to work at the super-market, I hear my doorbell ring. Placing the vest on my kitchen table, I walk over to the door to see who could possibly be coming to my house this early in the morning.
By Tay Gallagher4 years ago in Fiction
To Apply as a Baker's Apprentice
Murry’s Bakery, where there’s a little magic in every bite. It’s because of this bakery that I decided to become a baker. Back when I was a four-year-old, my parents took me to Murray’s to pick out a cake for my birthday. Stepping inside I felt I was sent to a heaven made entirely of sweets. Cake, pie, cookies, my childlike mind wanted to figure how I could put all of the sugary gems into my pockets. That imaginative state of mind was cut short when my mom called my name and asked which cake would I like.
By Tay Gallagher5 years ago in Fiction
The Treasure of Aliban Farm
Took some effort on his part, but Aaron Lucas manages to open the slide door of the old barn of Aliban Farm. Aaron places his hands on his hips, feeling a mixture of pride for opening the rusty door, and nostalgia of the place and the memories that surface. His daughters, Julie and M.J., walk up next to him. While M.J. is in awe of the barn and the obstacles it presents to the playful girl, Julie on the other hand, keeps her face to her phone.
By Tay Gallagher5 years ago in Families
The EMP Heart
Drained, if there was one word to describe the world around me, that word would come to mind. It’s the one explanation of how we all become emotionless, lack connection, and allow robotic monstrosities to feed off us. Similar to what our ancestors called vampires, the creatures made of metal and wires suck our life force as we sit, while our eyes are mesmerized by the blank screens. Tubes latched to the back of our skulls like leeches, mysteriously yet unfailingly pull our life force to the center of our city, this center called the Hive. Hive gives the monsters the energy they need to continue the process of turning our world into a giant computer system, and it’s there that I must save my people and snap them out of their imprisoned daze they are in.
By Tay Gallagher5 years ago in Fiction
