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 (157/0)
The Shadow in the Dark
Bed was never my friend, and slept my ever-wanted muse. I lay down, my body exhausted, yet my mind was not in a good place. Here I am tonight with my eyes drooping, and I know what is coming: the lack of meaningful rest. It was not always like this, and sleep was great until this nightmare started. The nightmare never ended, and I only wanted to cool my mind. My comfy pillow and sturdy mattress have not helped me through this time. I could only figure out what the dream was trying to tell me, but to no avail; I could have that answer. Every night is the same terror; the figure watches with a searing presence. It could never be lost in the chase.
By Sarah Danaher13 days ago in Fiction
Purple Mountain Majesty
Purple Mountain's majesty made sense when I visited Montana in 2020. It was the year 2020, and things were still very shut down. My family and I decided to go to Glacier National Park, which was open and mainly had outdoor activities. It was indeed one of the most beautiful places on earth. I have always loved the mountains, but this place beat the mountains of Colorado.
By Sarah Danaherabout a month ago in Wander
Just a Minute
My head lay against the headrest in all anticipation. The ride was about to start. The excitement of thrill ran through my veins. I have waited all summer to be here. The seat was, as usual, stiff. I place my head back from the long spiel from the employees, all from warnings to how one should sit on the ride. It feels like they take ten years just to finish all the safety warnings. All the warnings about the stuff left in the bin may go missing. All for the name of covering their liabilities if something happens. I followed, putting my head against the rest. It was highly stressful, and yet others did not do it all. I take a deep breath as the lights count down the blast. The ride was famous, and the line was long. It was a scorching day, but I did enjoy the wait for such a ride. Its speed was faster than every other coaster I have ridden. I wished to get closer to the front, but that line would have taken forever. It was at least running, considering it was supposed to rain today, but the sky has stayed clear. I just want to sit back and relax as my body is pushed uphill for over one hundred feet. The time is coming closer as the red light appears. All the waiting has come to this a minute, so late, and it will all be over.
By Sarah Danaher2 months ago in Fiction
My Mom, My Dragon
Women have always had to be strong throughout history. They have fought battles and even been prevalent in worship. A woman's strength does not necessarily show in physical strength but in her ability to maneuver a situation. She stands up and can defend herself and her family in many ways. In my family, the women have been strong, confident women despite their circumstances. They survived through pain and not the most extraordinary circumstances. The one who has affected me the most is my mother. She has been my Dragon throughout my entire life.
By Sarah Danaher4 months ago in Families
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