They’re still out there in the fields, playing the same game we forgot… and I think they’re waiting for us to come back.
I’m not happy. The mask just fits too well for anyone to notice.
My new story, “The Porcelain Grin,” is now available.
On a cold October night in 1978, a 12-year-old boy and his babysitter find themselves trapped in a nightmare, hunted by a killer with a past too twisted to stay buried.
Step into the dark and experience a slow-burning horror that doesn’t rush… it lingers.
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Who am I?
Thought
I am who I am
Read. Read and write. Write what comes to my mind.
Nineteen89Lamont is my space to give you, the reader, a chance to escape to my world. For you to imagine something as original as I can give you. I’m incredibly blessed you have decided to find yourself traversing my little wonderland.
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
Maya Angelou
I survived. But something in me didn’t, and it’s been quieter ever since.
Me
You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read.
James Baldwin
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