Tonight is my night.
When I was younger, I remember all of the pressure that was placed on me to be good enough. The training that I had ...
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." "...
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 ...
"No parking anytime" read the sign on the tall, black, iron gate. "Well, if I'm going to break the rules, I guess th...
There once was a house that no child or adult dared enter, the house was known to be haunted. Even though that the ho...
Joshua parked in front of the iron gate, irritated at this sign, just one of many from his absentee father. He was ne...
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...
Pension
He searched through the records, long dusky fingers flipping rapidly through file after file in the Archives. He kept...
Maurice looked at the empty mailbox and sighed. His pension was supposed to be delivered today; first of the month,...
I remember my Nans pension book. The smell of the paper and the ink. I would hold it to my nose as I walked to the po...
Jane · Safura · Eternal Life
Our words are what separate us from animals. We have the ability to communicate our thoughts and feelings clearly to ...
jane and safura were sworn enimies.when they found out about the life stone they were astonished . they both wanted e...
Safura was stalking her victim. Through the cobbled streets, around the market barrows, past the gates of the jail an...
Water.
Where the sun sets, and the wind blows, two girls run across the ocean, having fun with each other. The two girls liv...
You know how people always use that metaphor of how an iceberg shows a small portion of the story, but the ice travel...
If humans are mostly water, what happens when you remove it? This was the idle yet macabre thought that raced throu...
Cindy yawned and stretched as she started her day. It was time to walk her pet octopus. She pulled Ollie out of his...
This is the short story about the journey of three friends from plumstead to central london at 23/02/2015. Friend ...
Penelope loved the fountain, loved the way the water sprayed, cooling her in the hot sun, making her clothes cling as...
I'm trapped. I came to the beach, ready to relax. Ready to escape my work, and every annoying person in my life. But ...
"Come here," I whisper loud enough for her to hear me. She gives me a look and laughs, tilting her head up to the sky...
That damn tree was going to fall on him, he just knew it. What use was the open sky, the billowing waves of blue, or...