The eleventh of thirteen creepy tales of murder and mayhem on Friday the 13th…
Crow Girl by Alicia Dean
Fun Fact:
I am obsessed with Mr. Ballen. If you aren’t familiar with him, you should definitely check out his YouTube channel and podcasts. He tells all sorts of fascinating, often crazy and creepy tales. And he’s a fabulous story teller. He’s also not bad-looking and is a former navy seal, so there is that… 🙂
Many of his stories have given me plot ideas but I hadn’t actually written books from any of those ideas…until now. I got the idea for Crow Girl from an incredible story about a young girl who was befriended by crows (see the video below). Now, of course, in my book, things don’t turn out as heartwarming as they did in the true story.
Muwahahahaha…
Find Alicia’s Friday the 13th story here…
https://books2read.com/CrowGirl
Blurb:
Ten-year-old Twyla Gillette was abandoned by her mother and placed in an abusive foster home. Teased unmercifully by her classmates, she has no friends—other than the crows. As a toddler, she shared her food with the birds and they befriended her, bringing her gifts and always looking out for her, protecting her.
When the teasing turns to vicious bullying, and her foster family’s abuse becomes more relentless, Twyla relies on the crows to make things right.
It’s not that she wants her friends to hurt anyone…but sometimes wicked people have to learn a lesson.
Excerpt:
When Mr. Lambert got home that night, Twyla was in big trouble. Everybody was talking about Braden being missing, so they were occupied with that and, instead of a spanking, she just got yelled at. The worst thing, though…they took her Raggedy Ann doll away from her. They told her she would get it back when she learned how to behave. She did her best to hold back her tears but couldn’t. She cried and begged, but they didn’t give in. Ms. Lambert snatched the doll from her bed and stalked down the hallway, disappearing into her room with Twyla’s prized possession. How would she sleep at night without her doll to cuddle?
After Twyla finished washing the supper dishes, she went out into the back yard. It was dusk but still fairly light outside. She looked up in the sky for the birds, but they were nowhere around. No doll…no birds. She was feeling very alone. And, other than at school, it would probably be a while before she could see Hester, with the Lamberts being so angry with her. When she got close to the bird bath, she noticed something new lying in the center of it. She frowned, trying to figure out what it was. She drew closer and saw that it was a round whiteish object with red stringy things hanging off of it. Putting her face closer to it, but not wanting to touch it, she got a really good look. She slapped her hand over her mouth to stifle a scream. The thing lying in the center of the birdbath, looking up toward the sky, was an eyeball.
About the Author:
At age 10, Alicia Dean wrote her first ever romance (featuring a hero who looked just like Elvis Presley and who shared the name of Elvis’ character in the movie, Tickle Me), and she still has the tattered, pencil-written copy. Alicia lives in Edmond, Oklahoma, where she enjoys reading, writing, MLB, NFL and watching (and rewatching) her favorite television shows like Dexter, Justified, and Breaking Bad. Some of her favorite authors are Michael Connelly, Dennis Lehane, Lee Child, Lisa Gardner, Ridley Pearson, Joseph Finder, and Jonathan Kellerman…to name a few.
Find Alicia Here:
https://linktr.ee/AliciaDean1835
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Author Alicia Dean 