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Sabal Cloonan
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Inspired reader, writer, musician and artist. My passion is in my works.
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Stories (59/0)
Immortal Chapter 3
Natalie's Pov During the entire lesson, I could feel the new guy's eyes staring into my back. I continued watching the clock above the chalk board, counting down the minutes until the bell rang. Finally, after what seemed like hours, my favorite sound of the bell started ringing, letting us know that classes were over. A lot of the students had big plans after class. Although it was Monday, high school kids knew how to party.
By Sabal Cloonan4 years ago in Horror
What Happens In Sapporo
After what seemed like forever, minus the amount of packing I had to do within a three days times, my parents and I finally landed in Sapporo, Japan. This was a bit exciting and depressing to me. All at once, I had to leave behind my friends and the place I grew up in since I was 6 years old in California. And I already started feeling homesick. I glanced over at my parents, who were still sound asleep until the flight attendant woke them up.
By Sabal Cloonan4 years ago in Wander
Ghost Hunting
What was that sour smell that suddenly filled my nose as I slowly opened my eyes. There was something unsettling about the smell. Words to describe it flashed my mind as I sat up on a cold dirty floor that looked a bit worst for worn. The decaying odor of the room filled my nose more as I looked around, causing my eyes to water.
By Sabal Cloonan4 years ago in Horror
Immortal
Natalie's Pov It felt like I had just closed my eyes as soon as my alarm clock on my phone went off, letting me know it was time for another boring day in the same old boring school room. I gradually slide out from under the covers and crawled out of bed. I'll admit that I was a sight for sore eyes. My hair was everywhere. Then again who doesn't wake up like they've slept in a cave for seven days?
By Sabal Cloonan4 years ago in Horror
Immortal
Natalie's Pov Step one: Don't do something you'll regret. Step two: Make sure what you want to do, you won't regret it. Step three: Do things right the first time so you don't have to start over again. And step four: If you don't have nothing nice to say don't say nothing at all.
By Sabal Cloonan4 years ago in Horror
An Actual Date Was My Worst Date!
You know it's hard to find an actual decent date when you have a worst date ever! This is #MyWorstDate. Usually I'm against dating apps and meeting up with people I've met on them. But my mother and aunt had offered to meet up with some guy I met on a dating app. He seemed sweet, nice, good looking, and decent. We had even had a good amount of laughs while talking virtually! But, one should never judge a book by its cover, or in this case, his profile!
By Sabal Cloonan7 years ago in Humans
Watcher Chapter 3
The very next day Adley sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes sleepily. Her dreams were unbearable but she managed to sleep as much as she can. Stretching, she slid out of bed and slipped on her pink fuzzy slippers. The air felt a bit thick, as if someone was watching her. Perhaps misfortunes didn't happen in the day light. Maybe she was safe?
By Sabal Cloonan7 years ago in Horror
Day Dreamer
Maggie Summers was just a normal 18 year old high school girl. Unfortunately she didn't fit in anywhere. Not even in high school. Everyone laughed at her and called her names. They insulted her family, mostly her father, who was killed in the military a few years back. Her mother wasn't in good shape either. And everyone knew her mother as the town drunk. Maggie's life wasn't all rainbows and unicorns like some girls her age.
By Sabal Cloonan7 years ago in Humans
Watcher Chapter 2
As much as she dreaded sleeping in the house, or in the room her father happily chose for her, Adley made her bed nervously. Every creaking sound or groaning sound the house made, caused Adley to jump out of her skin. She hated walking on egg shells, never knowing if when she turned around, something would be there... staring at her.
By Sabal Cloonan7 years ago in Horror