I am a 23 year old writer currently studying for my Masters in Creative Writing at Salford University.
My name is Lily, and I'm essentially a living grim reaper, but with a much better dress sense. You still with me? Good.
I know when people are going to die. Somehow, I am drawn to them, and gravitate towards them, even when I don’t want to. Trust me, it’s like a ticking time bomb, and it fucking sucks. I get a glimpse into their life, and the dark, foreboding sense kicks in, and I'm just, there. A helpful onlooker, a passer-by, a friend, a stranger - a family member.
What happens then, when you fall for the cute, brooding guy you work with, and feel that familiar, unwelcome sense of foreboding kick in?
Category/Genre(s): Mystery/Thriller, Paranormal, Short Stories, Young AdultUpdated: Undecided
A young girl wakes up in darkness, the only light coming from her computer screen. When she looks on it, she sees it is littered with news headlines of a brutal murder. Upon closer inspection, she sees the girl in the photos is herself.
Follow her on her journey as she tries to discover what happened to her and why.
Category/Genre(s): Horror, Journal Entries, Mystery/Thriller, Short StoriesUpdated: Monthly