Novel Allen
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You can only become truly accomplished at something you love. (Maya Angelou). Genuine accomplishment is not about financial gain, but about dedicating oneself to activities that bring joy and fulfillment.
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Night Predators
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. "Hurry up with the rest of the equipment meatheads, it's starting to get dark already, we need to set up the tents while we can still see". Marlon shouted.
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Horror
The Metaphor!
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Is it though? Is anything ever really abandoned. If we peek into the dark corners and crevices of this dank smelling ghostly and shadowy dwelling, can we not find a spider, a scorpion, an unseen specter, or maybe the devil himself inhabiting where he knows no one enters unless on a dare".
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Fiction
Extinction!
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night. a candle burned in the window. From high above the cabin, the alien craft watched and observed. Tchallan's fingers flew across the visual display unit, sliding across frame after frame, until he was satisfied that he was interconnected into the channels of all the homing sensors. He had just alerted all the other watchers across earth, as well as his home world on Xytron. The battle for earth had begun"!
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Fiction
The Haunting of Heber house
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window". "Legend has it, that once you see the candle, you will die within a day of the first sighting. Believe it or not, this cabin has been around for over three hundred years. Every year on the anniversary of the strange disappearance of Katarina Heber, the candle appears, and a person, or sometimes persons, go missing and are never seen or heard from again, all that is left is a trail of blood, a lock of hair and a bloody handprint"! Josephina paused for effect, searching the faces for reactions.
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Horror
Going home again at summertime
Having not seen my birth home for a very long time, I had misgivings and apprehensions about returning home. So much would have changed, people and everyday activities would have changed. Everything that I remembered would have to be reevaluated and reassessed. But the things that cannot change are the traditions of many a generation in the making.
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Feast
Through a magnifying glass to find a father
Looking back, I don't remember ever saying Happy Father's Day to my father. We were all so busy rushing headlong into this business of eking out and forging a livable existence, that the little important things got lost along the way. So now I will have to reserve that honor for our meeting in the afterlife. May you rest in peace, father dear.
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Confessions
