angela hepworth
Bio
Hello! I’m Angela and I love writing fiction—sometimes poetry if I’m feeling frisky. I delve into the dark, the sad, the silly, the sexy, and the stupid. Come check me out!
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Centipede
Melody rinsed the last of the toothpaste from her mouth, looking up at her reflection in the mirror. Tired brown eyes stared back at her, the dark circles under them prominent. Her frizzy black curls were messy and pointing in nearly every direction. She’d had a long, aggravating day; her boss had been on her all day long, and she’d only gotten home an hour ago. Her body burned and ached with exhaustion. She wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and sleep the night away.
By angela hepwortha day ago in Fiction
- Top Story - April 2024
Dear Grandma
Grandma, I know you loved me, but would you love me now? By the time I was thirteen, you were gone. I cried for you—do you cry for me, now? What do you see when you see me? Are you happy? Are you disappointed? Do you hate me? Do you wish you could change me? Do you even see me at all? Do you see anything? Are you in the heaven you so strongly believed in? I don’t believe in that heaven anymore, Grandma. I wanted to. I tried for so long to believe, but I couldn’t keep pretending to feel something I didn’t, to believe so much I didn’t think was true. My last reason for holding onto heaven, onto God, was you. And no matter how hard I tried to talk to you through him, no matter how hard I cried and begged, you never answered back.
By angela hepworth7 days ago in Families
Look At Us
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by contented hopelessness, the inability to learn or care, bleak smiles and worthless opulence, jeering bullies and leering men, the pernicious malignant anger from the rotten spoiled privileged demon children who moan and groan and cry and hit their mothers and shriek like banshees at the slightest inconvenience, the false advertisement of human emotion, gun barrels and internet battles and hate, hate for what we cannot understand
By angela hepworth14 days ago in Poets
Why I Stopped Watching One Piece
If you know a thing or two about anime and manga, you don’t need me to tell you that One Piece is a legendary series. Deemed one of the “Big Three” alongside two other powerhouse shonen that started around the late 90s and early 2000s, Naruto and Bleach, One Piece is the best selling and arguably most successful manga of all time (to the point where there was a joke circling around the Internet that it had sold more copies than the Bible—not true, but don’t tell the fans that).
By angela hepworth20 days ago in Geeks
Eclipses, From Afar
E verything above us in the universe is so vast, so wide, so entirely massive, and we will never see it. C ry as we may, it’s the truth—we as people will never be able to truly see the world, to understand its layers, its workings, the life beyond us—to know how complex it all really is.
By angela hepworth21 days ago in Poets
