Lost, without a hand to hold.
My father had died.I was lost without any one to hold my hand.I was left alone. With no family.My hand just banged ag...
It was such a long time ago. Such a very long time ago. Yet for some reason she had still believed she would know t...
When I lost my mother in the store, I was only three years old. I can't remember what happened but I still wake up in...
"And when I get older, I'm going to be a fairy!" little Leslie exclaimed. On their second playdate, she and her new p...
I danced in the circle. Just me, my friend Jeanine, and a fairy. That's right, a fairy. People who study this would c...
They danced in a circle by the shores off the lake, laughing as they held each other. Their shifts, made of white sam...
Freeform prompt
Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right? Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he ...
“The entire shell is Chronium. That shields the op…” “You mean chrome. Chromium?” “Ahem. Crow NEE Uhm. Chronium. As...
The visitor asked, "Can you write a story without a prompt?" "I don't know," said the writer. "I've never tried." "...
It was supposed to be a nice relaxing drive. We were going to my mother's house for Christmas, the presents all stack...
The curtains were the safety. I could never sleep unless the curtains were draped and folded over each other, obscur...
The car stalled. The roads were half washed out and the rain pounded like a blacksmith's hammer on the hood. The stor...
I held it at arm's length.
I held it at arms length. A scruffy business card in battered Russian. Something like “путешествие во времени” (“pute...
I held it at arm's length. Three feet long from blade to hilt it, the replica Confederate cavalry sword is beautiful....
I held it at arm's length, pressing the butt of the gun into my shoulder. It was heavy and my muscles screamed and bu...
Spinning.
Spinning. Spinning. Spinning. That is all she knows now. "You'll become dizzy soon," he whispers in her ear. She smi...
Four minutes away from the burn point, one of the telltales switched from green to red. Tears streamed from my eyes, ...
The room kept spinning for the delicate human. You could tell by the way it swayed in its place on the floor beneath ...
He ran into the room, his heart pounding, and his clothes soaking wet.
He ran into the room, his heart pounding and his clothes soaking wet. Just earlier that day, he headed out for the d...
Immediately he ripped his dresser draw open. Rummaging through the clothes all neatly packed. Foot steps are heard fr...
"Damnit Christine, god damnit, call 911!" I shouted, dropping my sisters limp body on the bed. There was froth aroun...
Annabelle Clarisse, was born blind but her disability never stopped her from visualising the world with her other sen...
I could feel their glares. They loved to do this. I kept tripping over branches and I could feel the cuts on my arms....
"It was just like all the others. "Fear. Defense. Anonymity. "Just enough of the subject's face had been blurred so...
Daring to be noticed for the first time in her life, she pushed her chair back and stood up.
Daring to be noticed for the first time in her life, she pushed her chair back and stood up. "Everybody take a good l...
It was the one. He had to be. There was no one else in the room who dared to stand against the flow of society. It ha...
Daring to be noticed for the first timein her life, she pushed her chair back and stood up. The room fell silent as s...
"Wait, so he hit you?"
"No. He didn't." I hid the bruise on my face with veiled hair. I didn't want to admit the truth. It was harsh. "Then ...
"Wait, so he hit you?" "Yes, but it's not what it seems. He's been really stressed at work. He swore it would never h...
"Wait, so he hit you?" “No, I told you. He whispered just before I woke up.” I had already told the story a couple ...