Horror
Nima and the Human Boy
s an abandoned toddler in the forest. “I really don’t want to do this,” she muttered under her warm breath. Nima didn’t know why her mother insisted she be the one to go collect the offering from the Lake of Sacrifice. It wasn’t her fault her brother decided to be a total idiot and fight a troll when he knew what a little spite from a troll could do to a dragon.
By Nneka Anieze3 years ago in Fiction
The Kurulas
I've always been blessed to have good neighbors. All the horror stories I've read online about yelling Karen's and creepy Carl's were never true for me. The Mendoza's right next door always shared their cooking, and with my nonexistent self control, I never said no to the huge carbs in their neighborhood famous enchiladas de pollo. The Hoang's the next street over on Elman's didn't mind everyone mispronouncing their last name. Every time I messed up, Miss Lorena Hoang would just say, "You're at least trying". But if you forced me to say, I would say that the only neighbors I didn't think fondly of was the Kurula's that lived in the mansion in the woods. Adam and Priya Kurula were social only when needed, it felt like. Which is fine, I should say, not everyone needs to be at the door ready to socialize twenty four hours a day.
By Jacob Harold3 years ago in Fiction





