Leah Suzanne Dewey
Bio
I’m a writer who loves diving into horror, but I also explore romance, travel, health & entertainment. With a forensic psychology background, I’m chasing my dream of writing full-time.
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Summer Nightmares
The pine trees swarmed around the lake like a great barrier keeping everything safely inside. To the boys: Patrick and Michael, it seemed like the woods were creating a private summer getaway spot just for them. Of course, their parents and little sister were still tagging along - someone had to provide the snacks and juice boxes, they supposed. But once they had been well sunscreened and had their floaties tucked on they felt like they were swimming all along on their perfect island.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey2 months ago in Fiction
Alice in Reality
As Alice staggered to the back, she couldn’t help but feel everyone was glancing at her and whispering about her. She saw odd sideways glances and a low murmur of secret voices throughout the bus. She didn’t recognize anyone on the bus and had no idea what all the whispering could be about. Alice huddled herself into a small ball in the back of the bus and proceeded to look out the window and ignore her fellow passengers. She pulled out the cookie in her hand and wondered if it would even work in his land. Perhaps it was worth a try if it would keep everyone from looking at her so suspiciously. She popped the cookie in her mouth and chewed slowly. As she did the glances and whispers started to fade, as if she faded from view of all the other passengers.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey2 months ago in Fiction
Alice in Reality
The animated walls seemed to shift and blend as her cart raced down the invisible tracks. Her heart pumped in her chest, and she started to shake as sweat built up around her temples. Cards were flying all around, some still bloody and some with knives and weapons aimed at her. The mangled, warped cartoons danced and sang her off as the tracks ended and dropped her down into a dark pit.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey2 months ago in Fiction
White Rabbit
She exhaled a small puff of smoke as she leaned back against the fading oak tree. She kept her eyes closed for a moment as she savored the feeling of the plant ash coursing through her body. Without sitting up from the tree she brought the small pipe up to her lips again to relit the plants inside.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey3 months ago in Fiction
Polar Nights & Northern Lights
The silence was deafening. I couldn’t remember the last time I had heard another human voice. I watched the crackling fire before me. It moved repetitively and seemed always as bored as I felt. I threw on a few more logs to keep the fire raging, but it still seemed dwarfed in the surrounding darkness.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey3 months ago in Fiction
Snowed Under
She held the hot cup in her hands, letting the warmth spread through her and ease the stiffness. She took small steps, watching the liquid hit the rim of the mug as she moved into the living room and sat in her armchair. Carefully, she brought the scalding hot drink up to her lips and took a first sip of Christmas cheer. It always brought her back to Christmases in her childhood. She eased into the calm of it and turned to look out the window.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey3 months ago in Fiction
