Sarah Danaher
Bio
I enjoy writing for fun. I like to write for several genres including fantasy, poetry, and dystopian, but I am open to trying other genres too. It has been a source of stress relief from my busy life.
Stories (257)
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Vocal and My Future
2024 will be a new year, and I want to get my dreams started. I have been writing for over a year and getting my work out there. It was a journey from when I began. I started with more stories and a few poems here and there. It was growing in many new genres and attempts to bring more depth to my writing. I have made multiple top stories and will continue to try to make more. It is also nice to build a community of writers, good and bad. Somebody stole one of my stories, and management kicked the person off the platform. The community is excellent, and now the world is much more extensive for me. The future can be more prosperous, but Vocal is only the beginning.
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Motivation
Crow's Cock
1872 A man was looking over the ledge. The canyon was vast, and the plan was set. All the sun was abroad, the desolate land. His site was placed in the distance. Footsteps were heard as the man reacted. His face was furious at the sight of the others. They both stared at each other as the tension grew. The first man started to grab his gun. He was one of the quickest in town, and hardly anyone could beat him. One of the others held theirs and was surprisingly the faster. The man fell back as his blood oozed out of his body. His limb body started to fade. The one told the other, "We need to move his body before it is discovered." They placed in the cave, then barred the door. They rode off in the desert as if nothing ever happened.
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Criminal
Switching Schools
I have always been brilliant. I have also struggled to learn effectively, though. After grade school, I could improve my grades and succeed in my work. I had been sent to a small Christian school, and I was doing very well. Learning became more manageable, and I became comfortable with my classmates. Also, I had the best grades in my grade level.
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Confessions
The Assassin
The job was done as she slipped by the blue lights, racing. The crowds were screaming as the man fell in the street. Despite her red raincoat, the crime went unnoticed for at least fourteen minutes. His limp body lay in the alley. She was paid to do her job, and life was nothing to her. Terror ran through the streets as the scene was becoming more populated. She confidently walked right by them all. Chaos was her game while everyone suspected a man. The world was a less peaceful place when she let loose her fury.
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Criminal
