Clarissa Joyce
Bio
Still haven’t figured things out yet.
Stories (5/0)
Yellow Eyes (Pt. 1)
I could see it sitting there, waiting, its yellow eyes staring into mine. The shadow that lived within the shadows. I didn't know what to make of things when we had our first encounter. Was he a friend, or was he a threat? That was something I had yet to figure out, even after all this time. He was always there, but never dared come into view. That is, until he did.
By Clarissa Joyce6 years ago in Horror
Moving Day
"Welcome to the neighborhood!" The first thought that goes through most people's minds after finishing up a big move to a new city. In my case, it was more sarcastic than hopeful. Teenagers, am I right? Yes, yes I am. When you first start trying to adjust to a new environment, it's hard, though. It's kind of like going through the five stages of a break up. The first stage? Deny, deny, denial.
By Clarissa Joyce6 years ago in Motivation