Jasmine S.
Bio
Born:The Bahamas, Grand Bahama
Trying my hand at short stories, always liked to read but never thought I would be able to write stories. Vocal gives me that possibility with their challenges.
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Stories (33/0)
Cerebral System
In 2060, Dr. Amil Khan, who studied patients who suffered from coma-like episodes and exhibited short-term amnesia, discovered something everyone believed to be the stuff of fiction. He developed a device that allowed the user to enter this come-like state voluntarily. His achievement changed the course of the future drastically. Whether it was to the benefit or detriment of the world was still being debated thirty years later.
By Jasmine S.about a month ago in Futurism
Essence of His Soul (Part 1)
They came when the night was still. No crickets singing to the light of the moon, no rustling of leaves left in the wake of passing animals, or snap of a twig to shatter the oppressive silence. Swift footsteps carried them ever deeper into his domain, shadows flowing into shadows, like thieves in the night, they closed in on their prey. They used a strategy employed on numerous hunts previously. It was foolproof and guaranteed success.
By Jasmine S.2 months ago in Fiction
Generational Walls
If walls could talk, some would tell of the countless generations that passed through their halls, the cry of a newborn, the stampeding of tiny feet, the raucous laughter of family gatherings, or the silent escapades through forbidden windows. Or the battle scars they wore proudly until new mortar and paint altered their appearance to accommodate the changing times. Unfortunately, there aren't always happy moments and celebrations.
By Jasmine S.2 months ago in Fiction
Tragedy on Site
If walls could talk, what a web they'd weave. My consciousness sparked when the first cemented block adhered to the concrete, like the beginning of new life in a mother's womb. At every new block added, my awareness and vision expanded. I watched the comings and goings of men and women I later learned were human. The details of my design and additions are perfect. My purpose? To house some of the most brilliant minds the world has ever seen. Although my frame is a facade, a deception to the world at large, deep in my bowels, new wonders and deadly destruction are destined.
By Jasmine S.2 months ago in Fiction
Ward SIX
Halle stared at the imposing doors leading to the hospital. She had just graduated college a few months ago. Fortunately, thanks to her professor, he wrote a letter of recommendation and landed a job at the hospital. She wasn't one to take handouts, but she desperately needed a break. Her student loans weren't going to pay themselves. The hospital wasn't well known, and her online search yielded unsatisfactory results, but she would take what she could get. Desperate times called for desperate measures.
By Jasmine S.2 months ago in Fiction
Infiltrate
Ethan tried to swat the mosquito buzzing around his ears, only to find his arm didn't obey the command. For that matter, he had trouble moving at all. He barely made out shouting and felt vibrations running throughout the floor. Ethan figured it was his best friend Jonathan bounding up the stairs to his bedroom. He moved like a pack of dogs was nipping at his heels. But something was wrong. The air smelled of ozone, like during the Fourth of July. A thick layer of smoke hangs in the air constricting your airways and inhibiting the ability to take a full breath. Ethan was petrified to discover that he might not be in Kansas anymore.
By Jasmine S.2 months ago in Fiction
