Writing Prompt: “The Yellow lines on the hallway sped by in a blur, and we flew through the night, and we felt free. But we weren’t, and we knew it. We were running away from something, and running away was never the path to freedom. I thought about telling John to turn back. I thought... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: "A priest returns home after a successful exorcism. His demon daughter is waiting for him there, angry that he removed her from someone’s body again." Father Gallagher stood in the girl's bedroom as she was strapped to the bed, fighting against the restraints. She was spitting and screaming as the Father raised his... Continue Reading →
They were safe for the time being. But it was not time to let their guard down. Slowly, Samuel opened the car door, trying his best to not make a sound. He looked both ways down the street. All he could see was... ...the flickering of the streetlights and the small shadows of moths... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 