I was locked in a dark room. I wasn’t sure for how long, it could have been weeks or months. It felt like years. I couldn’t see much, but everyday I heard noises and saw what looked like a disembodied eye stare at me. I heard the noise again. “I don’t know what you want. I’m no longer afraid of you. Why am I hear? I want to go home,” I shouted. I heard laughing. “We like to watch,” a voice said. “We?” I asked when the eye appeared. One by one, I saw hundreds more disembodied, glowing eyes appear.
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Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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The Rancher
I was rounding up my sheep when I heard the wolves howl. “These are my sheep,” I hollored and shot my rifle in the air. The howling stopped. Then I heard a rustling in the trees. I froze in fear, staring in the distance. A giant blob monster knocked over every tree in site and was now staring at me with a gross green beady eye. My heart raced. I attempted to shoot but my rifle jammed. It swallowed me. I thought I was going to die. I shot again, and the monster is now a trophy on my wall.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
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Spooky!
Great used of word for imagery. Enjoyed this story.