Leaving It Behind (#FrightFest2016 SILVER winner!)
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 11m
  • Reads 2,776
  • Votes 467
  • Parts 3
  • Time 11m
Complete, First published Oct 04, 2016
With creatures roaming the streets, a girl is trapped in her house, alone. With her thoughts. Sometimes facing your inner demons is just as daunting as the monsters outside.

(Contains no gore, flesh-rending, or other gross-out things. Mostly a thriller.)

Big thanks to @summerssolitude for finding a great cover image for me!

I'm proud to say I got a sweet Silver award in @FinnyH's FrightFest2016! Here's what he and a special judge had to say about it:

FINN H. ARLETT:
The author's character beams bright throughout, giving a touch of humour to a "flesh-eater" classic. An experimental piece with a mix of first and second person that also touches on more than just the horror genre. 

L. L. SANDERS (LLSanders):
The first paragraph of Leaving It Behind sets the tone of this unique take on zombie horror. With its subtle hints of humor mixed with full-on horror, and its underlying theme of all-powerful lessons in love, this experimental short pays off!

Great writing, edge-of-your-seat scenes and suspense, and a protagonist whose personality shines through every paragraph. This story is engaging from the start to the surprising & satisfactory ending.

This story definitely deserves a spot amongst the #FrightFest2016 winners.
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𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧. In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.