What Are You Reading?

What are you reading

Hello Friends!

How long has it been since I have done one of these post? I can’t recall. There is a reason behind it all though. Simple…I have been in a reading slump…

*Dun dun duuuuunnnnn*

I want to read, but then I start reading and I no longer want to read. What is this madness??! I am still in a reading slump. I am trying to force my way through the books, but I just can’t seem to do it. And they are super interesting stories that I want to read…but sitting down and actually reading is so hard!

So I have set myself a goal to make sure I read every day. I had planned on 50 pages a day, but I think for now I will drop that down to just 10 pages a day. Just to make sure I am reading something, but not forcing too much so I can get out of this slump.

Any tips for getting out of a reading slump??

I am only reading one book right now.

Curio by Evangeline Denmark

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The cover is so pretty and the story is pretty good so far. If I could just make myself read.

Since today is the last day of my vacation, I have a TON of stuff to do because I put it all off until the last minute. Ugh, I am such a procrastinator. I have to fix that.

Have you read Curio? What did you think of it?

What are you reading right now?

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Prompt Challenge: 080216 Fireflies

Prompt Challenge

Hello Friends! Welcome back to Prompt Challenge Wednesday! I actually enjoyed writing this story and had to stop writing towards the end. It was getting to long, so if the ending sounds a little rushed…it was. It is just a short story after all. I think this one might be another for my file of stories that may become more.

Enjoy the read!

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I have been watching the lady that lives beside me. I noticed one night that she had walked to her back yard with a tray of food. It wouldn’t have been so suspicious if it hadn’t been a try full of fresh food. Had it been slop, I would have thought nothing of it. I watched her walk around her house and go through the gate, where I lose sight of her. I even tried to see her from the upstairs window, but she goes to a part of the yard that is covered in trees.

I watched her for 2 weeks, and it never failed. Every night at the same time she would walk out of her house with a tray full of food and disappear into her back yard. I finally built up the courage to peak through the fence that separated our yards. But even that had its limits and gave me no new information. I decided that I needed to find out what she was doing, so I started talking to her more.

After a few days I confessed that I had seen her taking the tray of food into her back yard. I was always the type of person to not beat around the bush. If I wanted to know something, I just came out and asked.

The day I asked her about it, she told me to come over that night and she would show me what she does with the food. Her smile was friendly and her eyes sparkled. It was like she was going to show the world her first born or something. She seemed so excited to show me. I didn’t think much of it, I just showed up that night, helped her prepare the food and followed her into the back yard.

The spot of the back yard that was hidden had a picnic table. There was nothing special about it, just a family picnic table. The lady lit the candle that sat in the middle of the candle and sat the tray down. She sat at the table and patted the seat beside her.

“Have a seat.” She said, smiling up at me. “They can be a little shy when new people are around, but they don’t meet a lot of new people, so they will still come.”

“Who?” I asked. I was more curious now than I had been before.

“My parents.” She whispered. I thought the woman was crazy. I was planning on calling the police after I was done, after no one showed up, and get the poor woman some help for her delusions.

“Do they live back here?” I asked her, trying to figure out how crazy she was.

“Silly, no, they don’t live back here.” She shook her head and laughed. “They just come to check on me every night, make sure I am fairing okay in the world.” She looked at me, her eyes lit by the candle light, giving her an eerie other worldly look. “It’s hard to make friends in this world.”

“Yeah, it is.” I said. I was feeling sorry for the woman. She had created some kind of crazy place in her back yard where reality didn’t exist. I knew the woman lived alone and that she never had visitors. I was mad at myself for not being a better neighbor, or even a better human, and looking out for the people that lived around me.

“Here they come.” She said, clapping her hands. I looked at the seats in front of us and saw nothing but two fireflies. They were common around this time of night. But they changed before my eyes. They grew larger, taking human shapes and before I could even blink, two people sat in front of me.

“Daughter.” The male said. He looked at me and smiled, holding out his hand. I stared at his hand. “Is this not what humans do? Shake hands, I think they call it. When they meet someone new.” I shook his hand and nodded.

“Of course.” I mumbled. “I am sorry, but you just…” What had I just seen?

“What is your name, human boy?” The woman asked.

“This is Nick.” The lady said. “He is my neighbor. My new friend. He asked me why I brought food to my back yard every night.” She smiled over at me. I was wondering if I had lost my own mind. Maybe the lady had drugged something she had given me. I did eat cookies when she gave them to me. Maybe that was a stupid idea. Maybe this whole thing was a stupid idea. I was going to have to call the doctor the next morning to get myself checked out at the mental ward.

“What a strange person.” The man said, looking over to his wife. “I think we have shocked him.”

“I bring the food for my parents.” My neighbor spoke to me. “They just love human food, and they can only get it when it is given to them. And they bring me fairy food.”

“Fairy food?” I choked.

“Really?” My neighbor asked. “You haven’t figured it out yet?” She laughed. “My parents are fairies. I meet them out here because it is the only safe place for them to come. No one can see them here and they can’t stand to be inside a house. They say it is unnatural for a fairy to be trapped by four walls.”

“So…You are a fairy?” I asked her.

“Sort of.” She said. She looked at her mother and frowned. “My father made a mistake when he was younger and I was born to a human woman. That human woman didn’t want me, so my father took me to his world and I was raised by him and his wife, which I have grown to love just as if she were my biological mother.”

“Okay.” I said, rubbing my head.

“It’s okay, Nick.” She said laughing. “It’s a lot to handle.” They were all staring at me. “The only reason I have allowed you into this secret is because you are part fairy as well.” She frowned. “Your mother was half fairy and your father was human, so you are not even half fairy, but your mother was the child of a very important fairy.”

“My mother disappeared when I was only 16.” I snorted.

“But I am your grandfather, your mother’s father.” The man spoke to me.

“I’m your aunt!” My neighbor shouted, causing me to jump. “Isn’t it great?” She asked with a clap of her hands.

I felt like my entire life had just become a lie. I was part fairy? What did that mean for me? My mother left when I was a teenager, she just disappeared. Now I have a grandfather sitting in front of me and an aunt beside me. It’s the most family I have had my entire life.

“I am also the king of the fairy realm.” The man who claimed to be my grandfather said. “And while you are not even half fairy, we need you.” The man tried to smile, but his face was hard and unkind. “All of my sons and my sons, sons, have died. You are the only heir to the throne and there is much to learn, much to figure out, and immortality to be found.”

“Yeah, okay. I’m okay with that.” I said, shrugging my shoulders. Obviously, it was all a joke or a dream one.

But it has been ten years since that night. I have married a fairy and we have a child. I have taken the throne and I have won my immortality and the love of the fairy people. I keep asking when I will wake up, but I think I am finally starting to believe that this is real. If it is just a dream, no one wake me up because this is so much better than the human life I was living.

Book Review: Ice Like Fire

Ice Like Fire by Sara Raasch

Rating
5 Nerd Girl RatingPlus Mustache

Author: Sara Raasch
Release Date: October 13th 2015
Series: Snow Like Ashes
Genre: High Fantasy | YA
Pages: 479
Publisher: Balzer + Bray
Buy it : Amazon

 

First Line:

Five Enemies. Five dented helmets sit lopsided over five equally dented breastplates; five black suns shine, scratched yet distinct, on the silver metal.

Read the Blurb at Goodreads

Cover:

I don’t have much to say about the cover. It’s beautiful and it really catches the eye.

Review

Meira has taken her place as Winters Queen. While the Winterians celebrate their new found freedom, Meira worries about keeping her people free. She fears that Angra was not defeated, but she also worries about Cordell’s presence in Winter. She feels the ever growing fear that the Winterians have not seen their last battle and she isn’t sure what she is supposed to do next. All she can do is keep her people busy, rebuilding their home and looking for the magic chasm that the King of Cordell demands be found.

Meira and Theron, go on a quest to find the keys to open the newly found chasm and both have their own reasons for looking for the keys. Meira wants to destroy all magic but Theron wants everyone to have magic.

As they start on their journey, Meira discovers that nothing is what she thought it was, and there is deception underfoot.

This book was just as wonderful as the first. It was fast paced, filled with action, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Meira and all that she has been through.

I love that we get a new perspective in the story, falling into the mind of Mather. Mather gives us a new look into the world that Meira doesn’t see. I felt like seeing things from Mather’s perspective we got a deeper idea as to what was going on. I was able to see the things going on that Meira had no clue about. I feel like if Meira had known what was going on she would have figured things out a little sooner.

The beginning of this book moved quickly into things, but gave a glimpse of what life for Winter could have been if Angra had not enslaved them all those years ago. It was a glimpse of a happy life, but Meira didn’t fall for it, which makes me love her character even more. At first she seemed like a whiney teenager, wanting to be the hero of the story. Now she is seeing the errors of her ways, but finding that who she had been was exactly what Winter needed. She becomes the queen of Winter and is suddenly having to care more about the people who look to her for guidance then she cares about herself. It’s a wonderful transition from who she was in the first book.

I love that Meira struggles to find a balance between being the queen her kingdom needs and the wild and reckless girl she used to be.

As for Mather, he is a bit of a jerk at the beginning, but in the end he finds himself again. Of course, he was once told he was a king, and now he suddenly has a mother a father and no crown. But what makes Mather so wonderful is he is not mad that he is not a king, and he does not envy Meira for her position. He only wishes it was still his burden to carry, because it is a heavy burden and he hates that it has fallen to the girl he has loved for so long.

Overall, this has become a beautiful story and I can’t wait to see where the next book takes me.

What Are You Reading?

What are you reading

Hello Friends! And happy August! I can’t believe it’s already August…like, where did the first part of the year go? I think the first of the year goes supers slow, then after like May it just flies by.

I let July get away from me. It was a hard month for some reason. My anxiety was at an all time high and it took everything I had just to function like a normal person. Hopefully that is all behind me now and August can continue on like it should when it comes to my blog.

I am still trying to figure out some things with the blog, but for now things will stay pretty much the same. Book reviews, movie reviews, and I will be adding some Netflix show reviews, because Netflix is amazing!

But let’s jump into the real reason for this blog. What are you reading at the moment?

I finally started a book I have been looking forward to for a while.

Daughter of Smoke & Bone by Laini Taylor

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I have heard so many great reviews of this book and I just had to check it out myself. I will say, to where I am now it is a refreshing story. It’s something I don’t feel like I have read over and over again. I love the idea of monsters raising a human child…if she is human, I still haven’t figured that out yet. And thanks to Teenwolf I know what a chimera is.

This is embarrassing, I am still reading Sons of Beasts: The Legend of Steeple Creek by Phillip Edwin

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I feel it important to point out that this book is not boring. I have enjoyed everything I have read. It’s just as I stated earlier, July was not a great month for me. I didn’t want to read much and I spent a lot of time watching TV because I didn’t want to do much of anything else. I will be finishing this book this month though, and hopefully the author will still be up for doing an interview.

That’s it for me at the moment. I am getting back into the grove of things slowly.

What are you reading?

Prompt Challenge: 070116 Finding Truth

Prompt Challenge

Hello Friends! Are you excited for a new prompt? I know I was.

Just quickly, I wanted to share with you the process of picking a new prompt every month. I still live at home with my parents and my brother. So when it’s time to pick a new prompt, I take my prompt jar to everyone in the family to draw out a prompt. I obviously pick one myself. I then read the 4 prompts and either pick my favorite, or get my mom to help me decide which one to do. This month was a little harder to choose because the ones that were drawn were all so fun! But I narrowed it down to this one…

Prompt

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Jessa moved silently through the dense forest, listening for the heavy footsteps of the man she had been following for the past week. She had learned over the years that it’s best to take your time when tracking a male. Even after all of Jessa’s training, some of the males were stronger than her. She couldn’t be reckless and she had to catch them off guard.

Jessa watched from above the man as she sat on a limb in the tree. He had scouted out his surroundings, knowing the dangers of the new world. No one person was safe, unless you were a hunter. And only women were truly accepted as hunters now. Jessa had never asked what happened to the humans she had presented to Vic, just that she got more when it was a male. So she spent most of her time tracking down the men.

Vic was the head honcho, big man on campus, the boss lady. Vic was as muscular as any man that Jessa had ever captured. She wore her hair slicked back in a tight bun and always dressed in a suit. Jessa was sure the boss lady slept in her suit, if she slept at all. Vic was vicious and demanding. If Jessa was gone for too long, one of Vic’s dogs came for her. And Jessa was feeling her time running out.

She sat in the tree and watched as the man lit a fire, long enough to cook some meat and warm up for the long cold night. The man had no idea he was being watched and Jessa knew it was time to strike. She didn’t like what she did. She didn’t like taking people from the little freedom they had, just to turn them into Vic. She may not know what happened to them, but judging by Vic’s attitude, she imagined it wasn’t all that great for them.

Jessa waited until the man seemed to fall asleep. He was peaceful in his sleep, forgetting the terrible condition of the world. Not many people alive remembered the old world other than the stories that had been tossed around. A world where people lived in homes and worked from sun up to sun down and were able to go home to a warm bed. A world where people sat at tables to eat every night. A world where you could bathe under warm water whenever you wanted.

It was all just stories now. This world was dirty. You were lucky to have a proper bath with clean water and soap once a month, sometimes longer than that. Meals were eaten quickly while crouching around a fire. Your home was a bundle of sticks you had thrown together to look like just a random pile of forest left overs.

Jessa sighed as she crawled down from the tree and made her way to the man. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a spray bottle. The liquid inside was a mixture Jessa had created to keep any human calm and mostly asleep while she tied them up. It was a simple mix of jasmine, lavender, and black skullcap. She misted the spray in the man’s face and waited for his lips to turn blue. They were not the same blue as someone who couldn’t breathe or suffering from the cold. They were more of a sky blue and the effect only lasted 10 seconds.

She tied the man up, making sure the knots could not be undone.

“Don’t do this.” The man said, shocking Jessa. She paused for a moment, but grunted at him, refusing to speak to him. It was never good to speak to the person whose life you had just condemned. “You can still untie me.”

“Quiet.” She said as she sat him against the tree and began to prepare a stretcher to drag the man back to Vic.

“I have escaped Vic once; I know what she does to them in there.” He said, grabbing Jessa’s attention. She turned to him, listening, but not saying anything. “For the men, she castrates them.” He winced. Jessa continued making her stretcher, and the man continued speaking. “The women get off a little easier. They are impregnated by Vic’s chosen men. Then she puts them all, male and female, in the mines, finding as much gold as they can. There is rumor that she has other places, other camps, where they are forced to mine for other jewels and anything valuable. She says once the world is reestablished, she will be the queen of it all.”

“That is what happened in the first place.” Jessa spat. “One ruler destroyed the whole world. Too much power was given to one man.”  She looked at the man, her head cocked to the side. “Why would she be so stupid as to do that again?”

“Because she feels as a woman she will do a better job.” He told her. “But look what she has already done. She has turned human on human worse than what it was before. She kills the slaves once they are too weak to continue, and they weaken quickly. She does not feed them properly or give them enough water.”

“What do I care?” Jessa asked as she finished her project. She tested the knots to make sure the stretcher would not fall apart.

“Because you will be in there one day. Have you ever wondered why there are so few hunters? How many have you crossed in the past year?”

“It takes a strong person to be a hunter.” Jessa said with her hands on her hips. The man raised his hands, free of the knots.

“I was strong. I was a hunter and I brought in more men and woman than any other hunter.” He stood up, not threatening Jessa, but showing her she had failed. “Vic turned on me when I found out what she was doing. She is allowing women to be raped, and she is mutilating men.”

“Lies.” Jessa said to him.

“Why do you think she sends out her dogs to find you when you have been gone too long? She is checking to make sure you are not plotting against her. She is running the show already, but the longer she has to take control of it all, the worse it will be for the rest of us.”

“You are just trying to get free.”

“I am already free.” The man said, a frown on his face. “I can show you.” He said, taking a step towards Jessa. She didn’t move. She would not show weakness. “I can show you everything, prove it all. I can get back in the way I got out. We can save them all. Even the ones you have turned in yourself.”

“They would kill me.” Jessa said, a sick feeling in her stomach. Now that the man stood closer she could see the sorrow in his eyes, the pain and grief, the results of a hard life. She even saw guilt in his eyes. She knew he was telling the truth, she could feel it radiating from his very soul. “It takes more than two to rescue the world.” She said, shaking her head.

“There are more than just you and me.”

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I hope you enjoyed. Let me know what you think. Come back next Wednesday for a new story!

What Are You Reading?

What are you reading

Hello Friends! Happy Monday. Hopefully it’s not too horrible for you all. If it is, let’s talk about something we all love! Books!

This week I am starting a new audio book and I am so excited!!

Ice Like Fire by Sara Raasch

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I loved the first book in this series so much, I just can’t wait to dive into the next book of the series. And the covers of this series are so beautiful!

The Wicked Will Rise by Danielle Paige

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I was on a book buying ban for the month of June. I failed and bought this book. And I am now reading it because I have to know what happens next!

The Rose & the Dagger by Renee Ahdieh

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I just finished the first book in this series and OMG! The review for the first book will be up on the blog tomorrow.

Sons of Beasts: Legend of Steeple Creek by Phillip Edwin

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Because I have so many books going at once, I have been reading this on my breaks at work, so it has taken me a little longer to read this. I really need to sit down and get it finished because in all reality, I should have had it finished last week. And sad thing is I had this past weekend off and I didn’t even touch the book. It’s not a bad book, don’t get me wrong. I just…I was super lazy and played games and watched TV. I need to get my priorities straight!

I also have a few books that I have not finished but I am not actively reading. It’s starting to bug me to be honest. I need to get them all out of the way before picking up another book. So for the next few weeks it will be about finishing what I have going. Maybe…Dorothy Must Die series has another book to go, so that maybe the only exception.

Anyways…

What are you reading?

Prompt Challenge: 060416 The Path

Prompt Challenge

Hello Friends! This is the last week with this prompt challenge. I am ready for a new one, but this one has been fun. Though, when do I dislike a good prompt challenge?

I wanted to challenge myself a little further today, so I challenged myself to write this weeks prompt story in 500 words or less. It ended with 499 words. YES! Nailed it!

Since it’s short I hope you enjoy it just as much as any other of my short stories.

Prompt Quote

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There was a path in the woods. Worn, yet overgrown. Like it had once been overly used, but was forgotten soon after. It made me sad at first, to see something so loved, left behind and collecting dust. So, I decided to follow the path and find out where it went.

It wasn’t a long path, in fact, it was only a few steps, but when I looked behind me the path I had traveled look much longer. I couldn’t hide the smile on my face. I had found something magical and I suddenly didn’t care where it led me, because I had found magic.

As I came into an opening, there was a little man standing there smiling at me. He was almost jumping with joy when he saw me, and I couldn’t help but to laugh at him.

“Hello!” He shouted to me as I made my way to him.

“Hi.” I said back, not sure what was going on.

“It’s so great that you have made it here. This place has been long overdue for a new keeper.” The little man grabbed my hand and pulled me towards a group of trees. “Your home has been cleaned and ready for you. You can bring anything in that you like. You can leave when you want, but you can’t be gone too long.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, trying to free my hand from him.

“The Enchanted Hallow.” He stopped and turned to face me. “Or some call it the Mythical Mountains. Enchanted Forest. The Common Caves.” I shook his head. “I hate when they call in the Common Caves. They use that to throw off the non-believers. But the true believers find themselves in places like this, when it is their turn to care for magic.” He beamed up at me.  “The path chose you. You love for magic and fantasy has lead you here.”

“Okay…” I said. I wasn’t going to fight it. I had been searching for something like this all my life.  A place that needed me. A place that was proof of what I had always believed it. I knew magic was real.

“It’s not just magic that is real.” The man said as if he had read my mind. “When you think of magic you think of good things. Unicorns, fairies, and all things good in the world. But there is a balance. Where there is good, there is also evil. And it is your job to keep the evil at bay. Or the world of magic could take a dark turn.”

“Okay.” I said again, raising my chin and setting my shoulders straight. It wasn’t going to take much to convince me. “Where do I live?”

He pointed me toward the opening of the tree. “I’m sure you’ll be pleased. It’s surprisingly lager once you’re inside.”

“Magic.” I said as I entered my new home and accepted my fate as one of the worlds protectors of good magic.

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Leave your thoughts about the story in the comments. Have a wonderful Wednesday!

What Are You Reading?

What are you reading

Hello Friends! I didn’t have a “What Are You Reading?” post last week, because I am still reading all the same stuff…for the most part anyways. I have been having a serious problem with reading lately. I haven’t been happy with the books I have been picking up, so I pick up a new book. But I finally found some really great books…and I may have broken my month long book buying ban (oops) and purchased a few books I have been excited to read. Anyways, what am I reading at the moment?

Actively I am reading…

The Wrath & the Dawn by Renee Ahdieh

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This book is actually really really good. I have loved it so far. I didn’t think I would like it because of the hype around it. But I can’t get enough and I can’t read it fast enough. I knew I would need the next book in the series as soon as I finished it so I went ahead and bought it. (That’s just one of the books I broke my ban for.)

Dark Prince by Christine Feehan

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While I have enjoyed this book for the most part, the main female character is getting on my very last nerve. “Yes I want to be with him.” “No, this is crazy. I don’t want to be with him.” “But I love him, I must be with him.” “This is ridiculous. I am an independent woman and I love my alone time, I can’t be with him.” “But he needs me, I have to be with him.” Dear god woman, make up your mind and stick to it! Seriously, I don’t know how much more of this book I can take. I may finish it, I may break my phone because I have gotten so mad at the book that I just throw my phone, which is what I am using to read this book. I just…I don’t know if I can make it through.

Sons of Beasts: Legend of Steeple Creek by Phillip Edwin

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This book I read on my breaks at work. So far it’s interesting. There is a mystery, a creepy beast, and three brothers who have moved into this new strange town after their parents died. Yep, you got me interested.

Prompt Challenge: 060316 The Chosen

Prompt Challenge

Hello Friends. I don’t have much to say other than, I am sorry. This story may be a little dark and super depressing. I don’t think I have the ability to write a normal story, and if it doesn’t involve supernatural beings, it’s really dark. Maybe I have some issues that I am not dealing with in my head??

Either way, here is this weeks short story. Again, I am sorry it’s not fluffy, frilly, and happy. But I like to think it’s a good story.

Prompt Quote

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He pointed me toward the opening in the tree. “I’m sure you’ll be pleased. It’s surprisingly large once you’re inside.” And then he helped me into the tree.

That is where I have been this whole time. He told me to stay and he would come back for me. I fear he won’t be back, it has been a while. I don’t know how long it has been. I used to hear people walking by the tree, some of them even yelling my name. At first I thought it was funny that they couldn’t find me. I thought I had been hidden really well, but it became old soon enough.

I tried climbing out of the tree, but I couldn’t get my arms or legs to work, they seem stuck in place. I tried crying out when I heard people stumbling around the woods around my tree, but I found that my voice no longer worked. No tears fell and I found that I could feel nothing but cold. Everything was so cold. I wanted to go home. I wanted my warm bed and hugs from my mother. I wanted to watch dumb football games with my dad. I wanted to go to the mall with my brother. I wanted to call my best friend. Yet, I am here alone and forgotten.

I don’t know how long I have been here, but I am ready to get out. No matter how hard I try I cannot seem to escape. I can’t sleep, I can’t scream, and while I know I have been here for a while, I am not hungry. I am just cold and alone.

I started to think about who put me here. The man with the pretty smile and the bright green eyes.  He told me we wouldn’t be gone long, but I can’t recall what happened between the park and the tree. My heart races as I try to remember and I stop trying to remember. I am afraid of the memory I have forgotten. But the thought always comes back.

I start to remember, even though I try not to. I remember following the man with the pretty smile to his car. He promised me and ice cream. He said it was a date.

He wasn’t a man, he was a friend. Actually, he was my best friend’s older brother. I had a crush on him and he knew it, because my best friend told him. He was a college boy and I had the biggest crush on him. I thought nothing of it when he offered to buy me ice cream. My heart fluttered when he called it a date. I knew I was too young for him, but I went along with it. I didn’t tell my parents where I was going because I knew they would be mad. Why didn’t I just tell them?

It wasn’t until after I got in his car that I felt something wrong. The sweet sparkle in his eye became a devious glint. I started talking a little crazy. He was telling me how pretty I was and how much he wanted to be alone with me. I am only 14 and I started to feel uncomfortable when he reached over and touched my leg. I told him that I needed to go home, that I forgot I had to be home early. But that devious glint became brighter. He pulled off the road and down a dirt road. I tried to call home, but he pulled the phone out of my hands and threw it out the window.

He stopped the car in a clearing and pulled me out of the car. I kicked him where my dad always taught me to kick a boy who was attacking me. I always thought my dad was paranoid, but then I was grateful for his advice. Though, it didn’t help. I don’t remember much after that. Evan, my best friends brother caught up to me. He hit me in the head and I blacked out. I woke up when he was putting me in the tree. I had forgotten what had happened at that point. I had blocked it all out. I still can’t fill in the pieces, but it doesn’t matter.

I hear the people again, they are quiet this time and they come right to me. I can feel relief rush over me. They easily reached in and pulled me out. I could finally stretch, or I thought I could. My body was stiff and I couldn’t move them.

Home. I made it home. I was standing in the doorway of the living room. My family was sitting on the couch watching TV. I could hear my mom sobbing. My best friend, Shelley, stood by my side, holding my hand and smiled. She didn’t say anything, but something about her was wrong. Something about me was wrong.

“Today, what we hope is the last body, was found.” The news anchor reads from his script. “We are not certain, but we believe that this was the first murder by Evan Newcomb.” My heart thudded hard against my chest. Evan Newcomb, Shelley’s brother was a killer? I looked at Shelley and watched a tear streak down her cheek. I hugged her close.

“Ari Shields, 14 when she disappeared, was found today.” My attention was back on the TV as a picture of me flashed across the screen. I looked back at Shelley. “The body was found just as the other had been found, including the body of his sister, Shelley. All the victims were dismembered and shoved into various trees with in the same forest. Every tree was only a few yards from one another.” No. This couldn’t be.

“According to police, all victims where young girls and all had signs of rape.” I struggled to breathe, not that it mattered anymore. I was dead. Shelley was dead. We had been murdered by someone we had looked up to at one point. Had he raped me before he disposed of me?

“Evan Newcomb was executed this morning by electric chair. After five years the families of these young girls have finally had some closure. It was known that the first victim killed, though found last, had been killed by Evan. Evan himself admitted to the crime just last year.”

I heard someone come up from behind me. Shelley and I both turned to find her brother, standing there, staring at us. That devious glint in his eye again. The world of the living only thought it was over. They didn’t know what was happening around them. We are the restless spirits that will live our after lives, running from the horror that took us from our human life. There is no safety, just constant fear and running.

Over all, Evan killed 14 girls before he was captured. In this hell, 14 girls ran from the monster that Evan had become. Shelley doesn’t think it’s really him. She thinks something happened to him while he was in college. But it doesn’t matter. Because of him, I am stuck in this dark world, watching my family move on, my brother grow older than me, the world forgetting about the 14 young girls raped and murdered by some sick boy. They think it’s over because he got what was coming to him. Why didn’t he rot in prison for years before they killed him? Instead they sent him here, to continue torturing his chosen.

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Prompt Challenge: 060216

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Hello Friends. This short story was inspired by the tragedies that took place this week. First Christina Grimmie. I have been following her since her early YouTube days. I fell in love with her voice and her beautiful personality. Her death hit me hard, even though I didn’t know her on a personal level. And then the Orlando shooting. I can’t believe the hate that is littering our world. But some beautiful things have come out of this as well. Fans have gathered to raise money to help Christina’s family. And the US has come together to help those families of the Orlando victims. Out of this tragedy I hope that you all realize that our main focus in this life is to just love and respect one another, no matter race, religion, or sexual orientation. Their may be lifestyles that I do not understand, but at the end of the day, we are all one species and to survive, we must help one another.

With that being said, I started thinking about all that Christina missed out on in life. Which lead me to think of what the people of the Orlando tragedy missed out on. And well…this came from it. I am not even going to lie, after I wrote this, the black hole in my chest wasn’t quite as big. Writing is my passion, my escape, my stress reliever. And maybe one day I will look back on this and remember how deeply affected I was by this week.

Feel free to share your thoughts of the tragedy or the story in the comments. ❤

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He pointed me toward the opening in the tree. “I’m sure you’ll be pleased. It’s surprisingly large once you’re inside.”

I wonder to myself how I got here. Last I remember I was happy at a table, meeting my fans and signing whatever they threw in front of me. I remember a little pain, shock, and sadness. In the blink of an eye I woke up here, standing in front of a tree with a neon light flashing above the door. It was my name, flashing brightly. I smiled, knowing that this is what I wanted. My name was in bright lights, I was the staring attraction in this odd looking tree.

The man that spoke to me was tall and he stood so straight, a large smile on his face. His suit was flashy and classy. It was a tuxedo, black, but covered in sequins, making him sparkle as much as the neon sign. He nodded at me and opened the door to the tree. I gasped when the lights almost blinded me. The cool air and the music drew me in. “Your changing room is in the back, your wardrobe is ready for you. The makeup artist and the hair dresser will be in soon.” He began to walk towards the back of the club. Yes, it was a club with a large dance floor. A booth lined the walls all around the club. The second floor was more like a balcony with tables and chairs. A bar was against one wall and the bar tender was cleaning glasses. He looked up hearing us. He sat his glass down and waved at me, a smile spread across his face.

The man in the suit led me to the back and through another door that opened into a hallway. There were several doors, but my focus went to the one door at the end of the hall. On the door was a star and under it was my name. I could feel my own face stretch as I smiled. I didn’t need the man in the suit anymore. I walked into my room and squealed. The back wall was lined with clothes and shoes. A shelf above the clothes held wigs, not that I needed the wigs, but they looked fun. On another wall was a long couch and a table sitting in front of it. I plopped on the couch and sighed. It was the fluffiest, most comfortable couch I had ever sat in. Along another wall was a table with a mirror. On the table sat makeup beyond my wildest dreams and makeup brushes. The drawers of the table were clear and I could see more makeup there as well as jewelry and hair pins. It was everything a star could ever need.

“Call if you should need anything before the hair dresser and makeup artist come in.” The man said, walking away.

“Wait!” I shouted. “What is your name?”

“You can call me Steve. I am the club owner, but you are the star. Without you there is nothing for anyone to come to.”  He smiled.

“Where am I?” I ask, afraid of his answer.

“You know where you are.” He said.  “It is a tragic story, how you got here. But there is something beautiful that comes out of this tragedy.” He turned to take in the room. “Tonight, your headline show begins.”

“Thank you, Steve.” I whisper. He leaves, closing the door behind him. I am given a moment to myself to mourn what I have lost, to shed a tear for those I left behind. When a knock comes at the door I have cleared my head and cleaned my face. I knew that those I left behind would find me again one day and they would find me in this place, doing what I love the most. I decided at that moment, that I would be happy. I would be happy for the people I loved the most. I would make my shows great so when they find themselves here they will see that my talent was not lost, just re-homed.

I opened the door to find the hair dresser and the makeup artist, ready to doll me up, to prepare me for my show. I took a deep breath and let them in.

That night, I gave the best performance I had ever given. I started at the piano, where so many remember me. My voice bounced off the walls and filled the room as the packed club danced away, enjoying the music and the show that I gave them.

The second night, the club was even more packed. I didn’t think that was possible, but it was. All these people were new and they had come ready to dance. There was an air of sadness when they first arrived and I knew, they had just found themselves in this place. Like me, they had left loved ones behind, but they were brought her to do what they had loved. They were dancing the night away. They were dancing the pain and sadness away; coming to the conclusion I had the night before. Soon, those they had left behind would find them again.

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