I'm with stupid.
I'm with stupid. The boy I was standing next to is an idiot. He continuously talked to me about whales, telling me ho...
I know that I didn't choose the smartest person in the world to be friends with but she is pretty, tall, and good at ...
Julia was always scared of ending up alone. She'd picture herself old and decrepit, sitting in a lonely apparement wo...
Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take.
Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. They were just sitting there In the box. H...
Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. Nobody knows until they've been in those sh...
Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. He'd told his parents he wanted to move out...
The year was 1986.
The year was 1986 and she was a high school softball star. So young and full of potential. She was beautiful. She had...
The year was 1986 and I was 10 years old living in south Louisiana. My family had been living in Louisiana for gener...
The year was 1986. My home, a typical home in Suburbia, USA. My life, a typical American teenager, filled with angst ...
Peasants.
Peasants. They wouldn't understand. Or perhaps couldn't. Yes. I like that. Their brains too small to grasp the magnit...
"Peasants," I said as I walked by a group huddled together speaking in their annoying voices and telling stupid stori...
Peasants. We all are peasants. I am a peasant, endlessly tilling the vast land of my master. I have a perpetual inc...
Thank God the image was blurred thought Johnston looking over his daughter's shoulder. She had accidentally found his...
I stepped into the bathroom, which was green. There was a tape player and it was playing Chinese gongs. There was a s...
Harold finally decided to turn his life around while he was standing in front of the elevator. Even though his meet...
She cradled the faun's head.
Feeling like a fool, alone but still wondering how she looked, how she looked to other people. She should just allow ...
She cradled the faun's head and he went to sleep. I had read the final line of the bedtime story about a thousand ti...
She cradled the faun's head. She listened to its soft breath, listened to its complaint, listened its petition. But...
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." "...
They were listening.
Blood dripped down from my arms to my legs. I was bound to a pole in an empty room with nothing but a mirror to look ...
I crept silently through then corridor, the occasional creak of the floorboards abruptly halting me in my path. The...
They were listening. I wasn't worried though, It's not like I had anything important to say. Just knowing that they w...