A short story I wrote years ago and decided was worth sharing. It was quite obviously written during my Nevernight obsession - please forward any complaints about the crudeness to my inspiration as I take no responsibility for past Hannah.
I think we all have days like that. Where the thought of writing fills our soul with dread. The idea of others reading the words in our heads is scarier than any monster under the bed. We want to shrink away. Be small and hide. Even if the words are burning inside. No matter how [...]
Like wildflowers she grew in all the places they told her she shouldn't.
I have come to realise the beauty in loosing everything; all that makes you who you believe yourself to be. To be stripped bare of all that you’ve strived for so that you are left with nothing but the most integral parts of your being. For then you are left with only two choices. Fall [...]
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. I am strong. I am beautiful. I am worth it. She recites the words they drummed into her, over and over. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. She closes her eyes and wills herself to go back to sleep. Knowing she will have to start [...]