Holly O'Brien : Writing

Closing (Part 2)

Closing (Part 2)

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


I was not awake, yet I wasn't asleep...I was dead to the world and the world was dead to me...
Stolen Gifts (Part 3)

Stolen Gifts (Part 3)

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


"Shawn...what am I going to do?" I asked between sobs.We were gripping at each other so tightly I could not flinch a muscle. His shirt was damp from m..
Constant Time (Part 4)

Constant Time (Part 4)

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


And the time came when winter began to pass. Gentle warmness prevailed in the air, the playful green returned to the trees. The greyness had humbly le..
Someone's Watching(Part 5)

Someone's Watching(Part 5)

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


After school I went to track practice, it was a sure way to free my mind. I was glad Mrs. Lamar didn't suspend me, that way I didn't have to tell dad ..
Remind  Me(Part 6)

Remind Me(Part 6)

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


When we got to our house, Shawn quickly got out of the car and held the door so I could get out after. "Hey man, not today alright?" Shawn told Brian ..
Just Passing Through (Part 7)

Just Passing Through (Part 7)

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


"So, Sheena...tell me about yourself." Dr. Mason said. She was young, maybe twenty-five or something and attractive but her long black hair remind..
Do you Believe? (Part 8)

Do you Believe? (Part 8)

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


I ran further along the street until I could see tall boy stopping to gasp for air…then Nate did the same just a few inches ahead of him. I..
Part 1 - Hot and Wet

Part 1 - Hot and Wet

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


"My eyes wander and search the crowd...but your face is all I see...it's there as if it were given to me..." - Holly O'Brien
Part 2 -Troubles

Part 2 -Troubles

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


Sometimes I want to run and scream at the top of my lungs...that I am human...that I am made and not built- Holly O'Brien
Part 3 - No Time to Waste

Part 3 - No Time to Waste

A Chapter by Holly O'Brien


I inched through the sea of people that all seemed to be dancing in a certain type of rhythm; their bodies making love to the hypnotic music.My eyes s..