Dear Pattersons
August 4, 2025
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Dear Patterson’s, Forgive me for this letter, for I’m not good at grammar, or writing in general, but I felt compelled to write you
Dear Patterson’s, Forgive me for this letter, for I’m not good at grammar, or writing in general, but I felt compelled to write you
This is my last stop. I’ve lived a long life, and everyone is out for my blood. Being a vampire for over a thousand years
The flames popped and cracked as the wood was consumed, the smell of burning rubber from flaming tires ascend past the fallen skyline. The natural
“No human being can remember their life from start to finish perfectly. Ages are mixed up, events that happened are jumbled, out of order, like
“Moooom!” The child called out to her mother with her squeaky four-year-old voice, “There’s a monster under my bed!”. Her room was dimly lit
I started writing fiction when I was in fifth grade and my teacher gave me an assignment to write a five-page long short story. I loved writing ever since. I got my short story “Monster Under the Bed” published in Persona, a Texas State University magazine! Since then, I’ve been driven to create more stories and be more involved in the publishing industry.
