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! For Part 1 click here, for Part 2 click here, for Part 3 click here.*** Mom purses her lips, her hands clasping her mug inches from her mouth. She says nothing but lets the tide of red creeping up … Continue reading →
***Attention, this is an ongoing story. Click here for Part 1 and here for Part 2.*** I take a deep breath, not wanting to repeat it. To give the editor’s words new life, but Mom has to understand. “They said … Continue reading →
***For Part 1, Click here!*** “Nothing. I just have other interests at the moment.” I turn my back to her and go to the sink, my stomach knotting. She taps her foot. “Are these other interests making you any … Continue reading →
***This story is a sequel to Dreaming.*** If you haven’t read it yet, click here. For the follow-up character interview, click here. “Penny?” Mom’s voice shakes when she slams the front door. “Penny Ann!” I cringe. It’s … Continue reading →
***Attention!!!*** For Part 1 click here, here for Part 2, and here for Part 3 My pulse throbs in my ears, Jeremy’s tall frame coming into view. “Selena?” Jeremy holds a hand behind his back. “Babe, where are you?” … Continue reading →
***Attention!!!*** For Part 1 click here, for Part 2 click here. I try to turn but his grip on the back of my neck tightens. He slips his hand beneath my shirt and I feel the cold sharp edge of … Continue reading →
Hi, everyone. I’m so sorry this post is a week late and I sincerely hope you enjoy it. Thank you for your patience and thank you, as always, for spending a little time in my imagination ***For Part 1, … Continue reading →