Hello, friends. I am researching for a new 2-in-1 laptop. I am hoping for it at the end of the year or early next year. Depends on my savings. I have none right now. I live on a disability income. Right now I have an Asus i7-8565U. Yes, I know, 8th gen. I am wayContinue reading “Looking for a new laptop”
Author Archives: T.L. Hicks
Writer’s desk makeover
I have these two. I was thinking of pastels for my desk makeover. Maybe black and white instead. I don’t know. I know I want it clean and organized. Aesthetic pleasing. I plan on upgrading the computers. Laptop maybe this year and tower next year. I am running on 8th gen stuff. What are yourContinue reading “Writer’s desk makeover”
WHEN A DEMON COMES TO PLAY
Read The Hooded Figure before slipping down to the fiery gates of Hell. Don’t want you to get lost, now. James dropped his head and twisted around toward the group. His dark brown eyes glowered at the teenagers as they huddled in a circle. A sneer appeared, and a roar of sinister laughter crawled up his throatContinue reading “WHEN A DEMON COMES TO PLAY”
THE HOODED FIGURE
The wind moaned in the night. The moon’s light glared through the leafless branches scraping against Liam’s bedroom window. In the dim-lit room, a group of high schoolers chanted his name, urging him to enter the darkness of his closet. James’ firm hand gripped Liam’s boney shoulder. The seventeen-year-old boy leaned in and whispered inContinue reading “THE HOODED FIGURE”
STONE CABIN BRIDGE
The county modernized the old rusted truss bridge over Bear Creek. At one time, the branches of the trees on both sides of the streamlet reached out to each other like long-lost lovers. The steel embraced the darkness the thick leaves provided. Now, the County had slashed the blackness away. The glow of the sun lightsContinue reading “STONE CABIN BRIDGE”
THE FIRE OF SALLY
Fourteen-year-old Sally sat in the swivel chair in front of the desktop computer. She scrolled through the social media news feed. Every line, every post broke her heart. People in America fighting against each other. Racism filled the computer screen. The young teenager feared another Civil War was brewing. Sally’s cursor was on the xContinue reading “THE FIRE OF SALLY”
DESTRUCTION OF THE SOUL
Lance swept me off my feet. His strong stature reminded me of a logger or a mountain man. Little did I know the hidden secrets this man held deep inside. Lance revealed the darkness, not long after we said, “I do,” and I regretted it not soon after. If I had known, I wouldn’t haveContinue reading “DESTRUCTION OF THE SOUL”
LOURDES AND THE SOUL
The snow powdered the ground as Elaine unlocked the front door and pushed it open. The creak of the hinges echoed in the empty home. She closed the white steel door and latched it. When she spun around, the thudding of rocks hitting the door and the loud taunts from a group of teenagers from her tenth-gradeContinue reading “LOURDES AND THE SOUL”
THE BABYSITTER
My perfect twin sister. She has flawless skin, perfect hair, and excellent grades. She is the most popular girl at our high school, is the class president, and the head cheerleader. Plus, she gets the lead in the school plays. It will not surprise me if she becomes the Prom Queen. She laid out herContinue reading “THE BABYSITTER”
SAMHAIN POEM
As the nightsswallows the days. As the farmersbring in the harvests. As the familiesprepare the feasts. They light the bonfiresand donned their costumes. For, on Samhain,the dead returns.
WHEN THE GRIM REAPER COMES A CALLING
When it comes timefor the Grim Reaper’s call.Don’t mourn me at all. No tear will you shed.No sorrow will you feel.When the Grim Reaper calls for me. Your life is your own.That, I will not disrupt.No need to let you know,when the Grim Reaper called for me. You don’t know me in life.Why know meContinue reading “WHEN THE GRIM REAPER COMES A CALLING”
PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE DAEMON TAROT
The full-moon beams shined through the skylight as I entered her room. She decorated the ebony wood walls with picture frames of ancient drawings, symbols, and photos of her ancestry. The surge of energy from the Myrtlewood floor shot from my bare feet to my head and cleared my mind. For once, in nineteen years,Continue reading “PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE DAEMON TAROT”
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