Justina Luther is a life long writer with a passion for the imagination of fiction. Welcome to My Imagination, is all about fictional stories with a good dose of real fun. Justina loves to connect with her readers, so feel free to leave a comment.
DISCLAIMER: Every article and short story here is fictional and deals with imaginary characters and events. Any similarities between what is written here and persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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***Attention!!!*** This is a follow up to my story Taking Chances. For Part I of this story, click here. For Part II, click here. Isabelle props herself up in bed, Justin hovering over her like a helicopter while … Continue reading →
***Attention!!!*** If you haven’t read the first half of this story, click here, please. My heart skips and I think of my promise to Heather, but I push the thought away. Not every headache brings a seizure with … Continue reading →
January 16, 2:30 p.m. “Are you sure you want to do this, Isabelle?” Heather says, buckling herself into the driver’s seat. I rub the tweed pattern on my coat and nod. “I’ve always wanted to try ice skating. … Continue reading →
Hi, everyone. In thinking this week, I’ve realized I’ve written about 60 different short stories and character interviews on this blog, resulting in about 120 posts! I’ve even been blessed with a few awards along the way. These facts absolutely … Continue reading →
***SPOILER ALERT!!!*** This post contains information about my story Asylum. If you haven’t read this story yet, click here before reading on. Alyssa flies at me when I step out of my car outside of her aunt’s rundown house. I … Continue reading →
***Spoiler allert!*** This post contains information about my story Dreaming. If you haven’t read this story, click here before reading on. I take a seat across from Penny where she is curled up on the couch. “How are you feeling?” … Continue reading →