Into the Multiple Worlds of Michael Huffam.

The Creative Writing Blog of Michael R. Huffam

Hello, this blog is dedicated to my pieces of fiction that I write, which range from short stories to unpublished novels. The genres range from many forms, to romance and fantasy, to Science Fiction and Mystery. Just to clarify that most of the stories will be original fiction, but I might throw around fanfiction. Maybe when I get big enough, I might have a request section of what kind of fanfiction stories they want to see. Feel free to follow and want to see something more than photos and enjoy my worlds I have inside my head.

-Mike.

The Other World: Part 1: Chapter 1

Chapter 1: A Day in the Life

 

14 years ago, Mystic, Connecticut…

 

 

Night time. The time where the sun is gone and darkness covers the land. Many people believed for many years that hellish creatures come out and terrorize the land. Today, that is some what true. Night is the time for criminals come out and do their devilish deeds. When they see an innocent person in the road, they will take advantage of that person and steal from them. Many people have a natural fear of the darkness of night.

 

The boy inside his room in a house of Mystic is a perfect example. Every night he would go to his room to sleep, but would never fall asleep, fearing a monster would attack and eat him. Every little creak and click he would flinch. His everyday objects would look like terrifying creatures because of their shadows. The boy heard a strange bump and he clinched his blankets, eyes beginning to water.

 

“MOMMY! DADDY!” He screamed over and over, tears pouring out of his eyes. The door opened swiftly, with a beautiful young woman racing to the boy’s bed. She put the boy in her arms, stroking his head, telling him to hush with her soft voice.

 

“What’s wrong, my dear? Did something scare you?” she asked her voice smooth as silk.

 

“The monster is going to get me! He wants to eat me!” said the boy, choking on his tears.

 

A man walked into the room and turned on the lights. The so called monster the boy was pointing at was actually his dresser. The man went over to the boy’s bed, kneels down to the boy’s eyesight, and said in a harsh voice “There’s no reason to be afraid of things that isn’t there. There’s no such thing as monsters. Nothing will hurt you in this house. Remember that Devin Knight. Nothing will hurt you… ever.”

 

 

 

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