A Lifetime of Haunting

Quentin Norris
2 min readJun 28, 2020
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

When Trevor was a boy, the creature only came to him in dreams. His mother told him it was nothing to worry about, but the breath at the back of his neck told him differently. It told him that he knew this thing from before he could remember. It whispered in his ear every night. He never turned around, but he could always picture two glowing red eyes in the dark. He could smell death in the air.

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Quentin Norris

Writer, filmmaker, and comedy performer living in Winston-Salem NC. I write fantasy, horror, flash fiction, and film/television/music reviews.