Aly Denneane
- Under the Bed
I begin tucking my son into bed, and he tells me, "Daddy check for monsters under my bed." I look underneath for his amusement, and mine. Just then I saw him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, "Daddy there's somebody on my bed."
Aly Denneane
- Baby Monitor
A father is lying in bed after just waking up from his daily nap. He grabs the baby monitor, and walks to his desk in his office at home. He has the baby monitor on his desk, and hears his wife singing to his baby girl. He cracks a smile as he hears his wife sing to his infant daughter, "Go to sleep... go to sleep..." when suddenly the front door opens up and his wife comes in with groceries.
Aly Denneane
- Experiment
For years they kept her locked away. She was their experiment on the humanly body and functions. Day after day, scientists would continually inject the girl with experimental fluids, not knowing how that would react to the human body functions. One day when security went to get the girl from her steel room. She was gone. How could this be?! As the guards searched the room she was no where to be found. Unknown to the scientists, they created a invisible serum...
Aly Denneane
- The House
The house was beautiful! Everything they ever wanted! Victorian feel on the inside and the out. Beautiful fixtures placed everywhere around the home. The price was perfect, almost too good to be true. "So what's the catch?," said the husband. The realtor sighed as he pulled a file out of his briefcase. "Here, read this, then let me know if you still want the house." The husband and wife looked confused, until they opened the file. Files of the deceased, that had been murdered in the home.
Aly Denneane
- The Beautiful Woman
She sat at the table in the French restaurant in her best dress. Her silk royal blue dress that lingered to the floor. From across the room, the waiter noticed this beautiful woman talking to herself as if someone was sitting right across from her. "Excuse me miss, if I may be so frank, but who are you speaking to?" The woman then looked at him and smiled. Just then the chef called out to the waiter. "John who were you talking to?" As the waiter turned back around, she was gone...
Aly Denneane
- The Light
She sat down on the fancy floral couch and began to read. The silence of the atmosphere was very comforting - almost too comforting. Tired of overthinking, she made her way upstairs to check on the baby. The pearly white door glistened down the hall to the baby's room as she slowly walked toward it. Her eyes widened suddenly. "Who are you?!" she screamed as she lunged the door wide open, but just as she was about to speak, a glowing white light filled the room. She and baby were gone.
Aly Denneane
- Patted Walls
The halls were padded with dusty ancient padding. She could hear the screams, and the eerie laughing coming from behind the steel doors. "What have these people done to get here?" she thought. Just then the security men stopped in front of room 256. "Here's your room sunshine," said the grotesque guard with a sarcastic smirk on his face as he threw her into the dark room. Just as she laid on the ground she could hear a dark sinister laugh coming from the corner of the room...
Aly Denneane
- His Love
He stood there at the altar, waiting for his bride to enter the halls of the church. He took deep breaths trying to calm his nerves, as everyone around him look anxious to see them together. Suddenly, the church doors swung open, and the music began to play. And when he saw her, walking towards him. There was no doubt in his mind, whatsoever. That he found the woman who would change his whole world. The woman that would change everything he ever knew. The love of his life, right before his eyes.
Aly Denneane
- The Intruder
She could feel her body shaking as she silently sat within the far back of her deep ended closet. She could hear the heavy footsteps draw nearer and nearer towards her forsaken bedroom. She closed her tear filled eyes, praying deep within her thoughts. As she continued to pray, she heard her bedroom door squeak open slowly. Her body began to quiver. Thoughts of the unknown leapt through her thoughts. Just then, she saw the shadow upon her closet door. It was too late...
Aly Denneane
- Anger
Anger rushed through her veins like fire rising from an erupting volcano. She felt her heart beat faster and faster, not stopping for one single second of breath. Her body shook, her nerves ached, she felt heat rising from inside of her. She knew this feeling, but this time she couldn't avoid it. Anger had taken over her body, waiting to cause destruction wherever she may go, and to whoever she may encounter. She tried to stop it, but alas it was too late. It was free. Free at last.
Stephen King
- Belief
Making people believe the unbelievable is no trick; it's work. ... Belief and reader absorption come in the details: An overturned tricycle in the gutter of an abandoned neighborhood can stand for everything.
George Orwell
- A Book
Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.
Enid Bagnold
- To be a Writer
Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it's the answer to everything. It's the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it's a cactus.
