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[sillyvoiduniversityfreak-blog]

Check out new short story posted "A turn in the wrong direction" on my Timblr page! (In my bio) Have fun and share my work with others if you like it and feel free to like and follow on both my insta and Tumblr as well! Have a great day! #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #shortstories #mywriting #commentalways #shareyourthoughts #likeit #followandsupport #followfollowfollow #sharewriting #sharepost #sharelove #writingprompts #writer #writerscommunity #supportwritersandauthors https://www.instagram.com/p/CT84zm8LPU0/?utm_medium=tumblr

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[mountainannieb-blog]

Wild Ride

On the outskirts Colorado, south of Denver but west of the Rockies, Annie walked through a small town. She had traveled through the mountains with her little sister Lily in tow. They had barely made it through the snowstorm in Buena Vista. Just as the sun had fallen three days before they found a quaint farmhouse that let them stay for the night and fed them supper. 

Their father had left the family when Annie was five years old and recently their mother had died in childbirth along with the babe. Annie felt alone in the world at seventeen years old and unmarried. Lily was only twelve and Annie couldn’t leave her to go find help. 

The only relative she knew of lived in Durango, so the girls set out on their family horse. They rode double in their mother’s saddle most of the time, or Annie walked and let Lily ride when she was tired. Annie didn’t know how long it would take to get to Durango but she knew it was due west so she turned her back to the sun in the mornings and walked straight into it in the evenings. 

They often camped, unless they came upon a town. Luckily they had seen no savages so far in their journey. In town Annie would pick up supplies and sometimes stay at a matron’s house who felt bad for them. It was late September and Annie knew it would be snowing soon... to be continued..

[dutifullyloudmilkshake]

I wanna know what happens nextttt

Guess what I found in the depths of my school-issued laptop! A chapter of a WIP who's summary is... somewhere on my actual laptop.

Enjoy!

-_-

“Robynn?”

Anja glanced around the library. The dark skinned girl was usually in here- she wasn’t sure if she actually had a dorm. With a wave to the librarian, she headed to her friend’s favorite section.

She poked her head in the nonfiction section. “Robynn? Rob?”

“You know I dislike that nickname, Kore.”

Anja let out a screech, turning. Robynn was standing behind her, dressed in her traditional gothic fashion. “Quit doing that!”

“I’ll cease surprising you when you cease calling me Rob. My name is Robynn.” She walked past Anja to place a book back on the shelf. It was titled Victorian Jewel Thieves. “Why are you here?”

“Right.” She clapped her hands together. “We got a case.” She received a hand flap. “For the past three days, if you didn’t know, girls have been taking baths and having baby spiders crawl out of a spot on their body.”

“What kind of spider?”

Anja blinked. “Um...I’m not really sure? Baby spiders all look the same to me. Why?”

Robynn whirled around suddenly. “Because, dear Kore, there are many spider species in the world. Many who wouldn’t go around biting people.” She hummed, cupping her chin. “This sounds like the spider bite urban legend.” She turned to see Anja’s blank face and sighed.

“You know I don’t read stuff like that.”

“Never mind. Come on, we’re off to the dorms.”

~`~`~

“So, only two bathrooms?” Robynn said. The two girls stood outside the bathroom that had the victim.

“Yeah, at both ends. Robynn, what is the spider bite legend?”

The other sighed. “It’s an urban legend where a girl goes travelling and returns home with an odd bump on her body. The doctor she visits says she’s fine. One night, when she’s taking a bath, the bump opens up to reveal that a spider had laid eggs in her body.”

“That sounds like what’s going on! All the victims are girls and they were taking baths when the bump opened.”

Robynn nodded. “But it doesn’t give a motive. Do you know of any connection between the girls?”

Anja shook her head. “No. But I can look it up.” She paused before heading to her room. “Why do you think this is happening?”

“It is possible that this is some trickster’s idea of a joke.” Robynn rubbed her chin. “Or it could be an attack against a teacher. See if the girls have the same class.”

“Will do.”

[sangklp]

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[ultrashortstories]

Annoyed with the checkout delay, I lean over the counter. I notice the girl type so fast with her finger - with her ONLY finger. #sharewrit

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[sillyvoiduniversityfreak-blog]

"We are writers, my love. We don't Cry, we bleed on paper." #quoteoftheday #quotestoliveby #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #followandsupport #writinginspiration #writingadvice #quotesaboutlife #behappyquotes #behappyandsmile #commentalways #sharepost #sharewriting #inspirationalquotes #inspirationalwords #caringquotes #likeforlikeback #shareyourthoughts #shareyouremotions https://www.instagram.com/p/CT01pnUr6iX/?utm_medium=tumblr