Истории Backwoods

Being a midwife in 1801 colonial America had equipped Lane with little more than a pair of silver scissors she had inherited from her grandmother and a set of clean linens prepared and folded just for the occasion of birth. Should she need more in the way of equipment she wouldn't know what it would have been, since 18th century midwifery held the woman's hands and spirit in highest regard. Her horse had been given to her, unbroken, as a gift for the safe delivery of twins a county over. She had lived with the family in anticipation of the delivery for three weeks, and while she had suspected twins she was wholly surprised to see a pair of hands reaching into the light after the first baby boy had been born. Payment was rare if you only counted coins, otherwise she had no fear of going hungry or living in the streets. Along with the silver scissors she had inherited her Grandma's cabin a bit outside of town, and though young enough for marriage, not many suitors considered her suitable. Something had been odd about Lane since the day of her birth, and she and everyone else in the county had known it. Being a midwife only compounded the fact.

Inspired by a song called Backwood by gigi

The only thing worse than a prison sentence, is the ghost that roams your cell. Contains profanity, not suitable for children.

Have you ever heard of the legend of the skin walker? And no not skin walker ranch. These kids have and there out to find if it's more then just a legend

"My brother and I hit a deer on our drive to The Cliff Lodge in Snowbird, Utah. The poor creature scampered back into the woods after the impact and my brother being the animal lover he is, went after it to put the creature out of its misery. It's been nearly an hour and he hasn't returned." _______________________________________ ☆☆This is a creative nonfiction short story I wrote that won me a spot as a finalist in my college's literary awards contest ☆☆

being a collection of ten works, humble offerings, with hope you will enjoy... thank you readers and judges, for taking the time. (and if anyone is interested, there is another set, of the unchosen, with the same title, only with an asterisk in front....)

Title: Double Edged Author: Abigail Pittman Twenty-year-old Elia Clifton is a girl still suffering from an accident that took her mother's life over six years earlier. When she finds that the door to the attic is a gateway to another world, she takes the chance and jumps into an adventure of a lifetime. Jareth is an elfin prince under a strange spell that has been all but ostricized by his own kingdom. Now he hides in a forgotten royal temple with the few servants that do not fear him, searching for the girl that could be his salvation. There, he meets Elia and they have to race against time to stop an evil advisor from destroying the balance between their worlds. But along the way, can she help him overcome his mysterious nightly curse? Can he help her heal from old wounds and betrayals from the past? "All you have to do is open the door."

As the title says, this will be a book containing scary stories, pictures, historical events, and places. I will update as often as possible, if you have a story you want to request go ahead, and I'll put it up. 🌹🕸 ENJOY 🕸🌹

4 close friends and a capybara go on plenty of misadventures to share. {J u s t a b u n c h o f s h o r t s t o r i e s}

For the Rednecks The White Trash The Trailer Trash The Hillbillies and most of all The Country Folk.

Please read previous stories to understand better. Birthday celebrations take an abrupt turn as Karai returns with new assailants that drive our mutants off the grid. Takes Place in 2k14/16 universe. Get ready to be reintroduced to some familiar faces, as usual.

Two friends decide to go on a hiking trip to the Pacific Northwest Mountains. Their fun is ruined by an ancient adversary of the human race.

"Okay, I dare you to last in Backwoods National for ten minutes, by yourself, video taping the whole thing as proof from the moment you enter to the moment you leave, where you have to enter when it strikes midnight." The whole cafeteria gasped in silence. My eyes popped out in shocked as i saw a satisfied smirk form on her devious face. It was eerie quiet as panic formed in my head. Thoughts rushed in and out as the slience carried on, with the whole caferteria anticipating my response. Did she actually just dare me? Did she really just use her dare on me? "And you have to have it done by this weekend." "Evie, don't do it!" my friend Cheyanne whispered in shrieks. Her eyes were full of fear and panic. "Are you crazy?" my friend Lisa whispered to Cheyanne. "You know what will happen if she declines." She tried to whisper more quietly to Cheyanne but I could still hear her. "It's suicide. She'll die..." If I declined, I would be shunned. If i didn't, I would be dead. I looked back to Devon who gazed at me with such evil satisfaction. I can't believe she brought the Dare into this. She was so stupid and childish... and I could never let her win. "Okay she-witch. Lets play it your way." The Dare Game isn't a simple game of truth or dare. Evie's society takes it so seriously, that if you don't accept the dare you are shunned, exiled, gone. You are only allowed two dares for your whole lifetime and it must be reported to the Jacks. The Jacks have control over everything and everyone, except the things in the Backwoods National, where nothing and no one is safe.What will Evie find when she enters it on a dare?

this is a love story based on a true story. warning: real emotions and feelings included

a world post tease

Jason Thompson is just a country boy living in the heart of Tennessee on a small farm with his five year old brother Michael and his mom. Nashville is a great town full of music, life, and Anne Little. The local pastors daughter who decides to ask Jason for help around her family's farm. Will they fall in love or will the great fire tear them apart? -------------------------------------------------------- All chapters will be in Jason's P.O.V unless stated otherwise