About me - Elle L. Morris

About me

Where do I begin?

  My name is Letti, I'm an Army Brat. I spent the majority of my young life flying between New York and Chicago. Mom and I live in Chicago and my dad lived in New York. I also traveled to California here and there to visit family as well.I am the eldest of six. I am very close with my mother, but am very much a daddy's girl. I must say my mommy is my heart.

I love to travel I just recently visited Puerto Rico my next destination will be Europe. I love to travel and see the world, connecting with fellow earth dwellers is so uplifting. 

Writing has always been in me I have always felt different when I expressed myself through my words, I felt free. Ive gone to school in Louisiana and New York, I still have yet to get a degree. I have changed my mind a few times. None the less I will graduate and make mom proud. I decided to live my life grow, and learn from the world around me for a while see where this takes. Asa writer I want to learn and grow, I am excited about it. 

There are so many things that I love doing, living life, being with friends and family. I love the outdoors, I could spend my life on a beach. I want to explore the world and write about my journey. I want to give to those that don't have. There is so much learn when it come to getting to know me. I have so many different levels. If you really want to know me....read my words! 

http://rulookinatme2.blogspot.com (follow me you will not be disappointed)


Below you will find a snippet of my new project, let me know what you think.

The sound of my cheating husband sang through loud and clear as I made my way up the stairs. Gun in hand I knew what I wanted to do, I was fed up there was nothing left to say. Sweat beads formed on my nose as I climbed the steps to my once trusting bedroom. Mr. Muggles purred and rubbed himself against my leg as I stood at the top of stairs. My hands were shaking. So many thoughts ran through my mind. I wanted so badly for things to be different. My heels sank into the carpet with every step I took.      

My past with Eric flashed over and over again in my head. He was supposed to be the one. He was supposed to be the man I spent the rest of my life with and now he is the man with his life in jeopardy. Tears rolled down my face as the infidelity grew louder; I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I heard her cry for my husband in return my husband moaned for his mistress.                                                                             

"Say my name again he cried." I felt my blood boil, my entire body became hot, and I couldn't listen to that shit anymore. Naked bodies and shocked faces welcomed me as I kicked the door open. Mr. Muggles ran past me and down the stairs as the door to my bedroom flew open and hit the wall.  Shrieks echoed through my home. Covers were quickly pulled over naked flesh. I waived the gun right at their faces; my finger itched to pull the trigger. I smiled through my anger.

“So this is what you do to me, this is how you repay me. After everything I have done for you” I glared at the woman that just had my husband all up in her. “I've wasted so much of me on you; I've wasted so much energy on you.” Tears made my eyes swell, but I didn’t let one tear fall. Eric quickly jumped out of the bed. His dick was no longer hard, sex and fear made the air in the room thick. Eric put his arms out as if they would stop bullets, I waived the gun around.  My heart told me that what I was doing was crazy, my pulse was racing, my eyes shot from one end of the room to the other, my mane had fallen out of  the bun it was so neatly in. Tears rolled down my eyes.

“Baby please I can explain!” he said as he reached for a towel to cover his manhood.                    

  “Oh you can, let’s see what you come up with, I’ll give you a shot, you better make it good though. My finger is itching and believe me I will pull this trigger.” Eric was a shitty liar even worse at negotiating.  

“I’ll be honest with you this is not the first time I’ve been with Maria”      

    I took my attention off of Eric and focused on the woman that was sitting all up in my bed with the covers pulled over her breast. “Oh is that your name? You slut did you not know that this was a married man? Did you not care?” I waived the gun around some more.  Maria was just about to explain herself, I cut her off. “Save it bitch, your lies will fall upon deaf ears just save it.” My attention was back on Eric. “I’m still listening, this is not the first time..remember, keep going”                                                 

He  just stood there like a deer in headlights I guess he thought I was going to take it easy on him. “Annette this is not the first time Maria and I have been together, I’m sorry I don’t know what I was thinking, I was going to break it off with her, this was going to be the last time. I swear to you this was the last time.” Maria looked surprised when he shared his feelings.

“Eric don’t play games with me, you’ll say whatever you need to say to ensure I won’t shoot your ass. This is between you and I, Eric.” I looked at Maria tears were rolling down her face I didn’t know if it was from the fear of being shot or whether it was from the fact that my husband dumped her either way I  could care less and I wanted her out of my fucking house. I aimed my gun right at her head.

 “Maria, I’ll give your trifling ass thirty seconds to get the fuck out of my house. But before you do that make sure I never see your face again, I better not even hear your name, I swear if I do I will kill you and that’s not a threat that’s a guarantee. Oh, and one more thing be fully dressed by the time you open my front door, I don’t need the neighborhood seeing a naked woman leaving my house. One…two…three..” By fifteen she had on her jeans and tank top. Flip flops on by seventeen. Maria was down the stairs and out the front door by the time I got to twenty-two with bra and panties balled up in hand.

Eric eased his stance a bit as if to assume he was off the hook. ‘Yeah the fuck right’ I thought to myself. He took a breath.

“Annette did you really have to do that?”                                                                           "You’re kidding right? Fuck you and that bitch, I’m going to do whatever I want to do, shit I have the gun Remember and if you’ll notice its aimed right at your dick.”                  “Come on Annette you don’t want to do anything stupid, do you really want to go to jail for shooting me?”                                                                                                                                                                                 “No, I plan on going to jail for killing your no-good ass. What if my mom caught you, then what? I hate you so much right now. It felt like time stopped my heart was truly broken and I had never felt so alone. Eric’s voice chimed in.                           

“I never meant to hurt you, you know I would never want to do anything to hurt you.”               

“I know, you only meant to cheat, hide, and lie to me that’s all no big deal right?”             

"Annette that’s not what I mean and you know it. I’m sorry. Let’s be honest here. You know things between us have not been all that great. Yes, I’ll admit it, recently things just started getting better. I’m sorry I never meant for any of this to happen.”                                                                                                  

“Do I look like a fool to you? Please. Your full of shit and there is nothing you can say that will make me feel any better or okay with this situation.” I guess he figured I wasn’t going to shoot his ass because of the all the talking that was going on between us. I turned my attention to the bed I wanted to cry, I wanted to break down. “In our bed.” I whispered. I looked into his dark brown eyes. He took a step towards me. I cocked my black pistol.  He quickly put his hands up in the air as if I were the Chicago police department. The towel he was using to cover his goods fell to the ground. He backed up.

“Oh yes sir, this is serious. You have done nothing but lie to me. You even put your hands on me and I still kept you. I bend every way for you.  how long has this been going on? Yes we have our problems name one couple or relationship that hasn’t” I steadied myself and aimed right at his hear. His mouth looked dry. Goodbye Eric. I pulled the trigger. Silence.

 “No bullets…get the fuck out. Look for your things on trash day they’ll be in the garbage now get the fuck out before I call the cops. Cell phone already in hand waiting to press talk. He stood like a deer in headlights He was relieved, I could see the anger rising in him. I could see the guilt in his eyes. There was nothing he could say or do. There was no more us it was over.

I stared counting. One…two..three


Thanks for taking the time to read a piece of my novel. Please let me know what you think!it had on me. I had a lot of issues as a child, I was finally adopted about eight or so by a wonderful couple that could not have children, we moved from Atlanta to 

Briefly me

My passion is ...

writing and living life

I know too much about ...

everything

My parents always told me ...

I could be what I wanted to be!

My childhood ambition ...

was to become a surgeon

My favorite memory ...

is of my late sister Kirsen Emma McBride

Why I write ...

its the only way I know how to express myselff and like music and the arts writing brings people together.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

"The Other Woman" and "The Secret"

My first job ...

Starbucks Coffee Co. (that was my first real job)

My best moment ...

has yet to come, maybe when I win an Oscar or something..Ill get back to you on that one!

My inspiration ...

My Mother...Lillie Council!

Featured article by Elle L. Morris

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drug addiction

There's No Turning Back There was no turning back, I closed my eyes and let it take me The memories of when I was me faded to black I looked around to see if anyone noticed glassed eyes filled the room I took another dip another drive down the Devil's highway I wanted to go back but that door had closed behind me Such pressure from the peers kept filling my minds fears No hesitation, I let go just breathed I took it all in My deadliest sin, I was true to myself for many years Just like that I came to fall just like my salty tears My addiction ran me took over me consumed thee It ate away a...

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