Micro fiction featuring: Horror, Stalking, Implied Injury. Rated 13+
I’m driving down a one-way road in the rain and there’s a truck speeding towards me.
The door handle rattles. She’s trying to get out the basement again.
I went to sleep in my mother’s house, but that isn’t where I woke up.
I arrived home to find my front door open, but everyone who would want to visit me were recently murdered.
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Julia H Dixon wears many hats: She is a short story writer & essayist, artist, pop culture nerd & conservationist. On top of running this site completely solo, she is a three time NaNoWriMo winner! She loves the smell of books, wacky science fiction, and the occasional true-crime documentary.
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