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 conversation lasted two words:
The conversation lasted two words: "Too much." Too much pain? Too much regret? Too much suffering. And who's? From tw...
I am trying to make up words as I tremble in Fear. I can feel the first drop of sweat starting to run down my face. H...
"I'm sorry", the two words that shattered her world. She let the dial tone ring out, as a hot tear ran down her cheek...
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...
"Jesus Christ! Where am I now?" As Martin gazed into the vast ocean in front of him, the broken teleporter still beep...
"Listen," I whisper. "Hear the waves crash." She listens, head cocked to one side. Her beautiful golden hair cascades...
The waves crashed and slapped at the stones, slurping up mouthfuls of sand and dragging them back to the deep. Elk st...
The day after tomorrow, this will all be over.
The day after tomorrow, this will be all over. The waiting, the anxiety, the impatience will end. I have paced my roo...
Martin Adams began to type. He wasn't sure what to say; a fact that the repeated DELETES and EDITS made clear. Love l...
The day after tomorrow, this will all be over. End of the world according to the Mayan predictions. It didn't seem wo...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room.
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. Well, "standing" may be the wrong word. There's someone IN the c...
He likes his own room, but he likes mine more. He's five. Half the time, if he had his way he would climb back insi...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. That's what she told me most days and as normal, I ignored her. I...