Adventure
Behind the Last Window
Behind the Last Window The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She had never stepped foot beyond the walls of the compound, but the window offered a tantalizing glimpse of the world beyond. The sky was always a bright blue, the trees a deep green, and the grass a vibrant shade of yellow. It was as if the window was a portal to another world, one that was far more beautiful and inviting than the one she knew.
By Paul Smith4 years ago in Fiction
My Mind's Eye
I've always known that I was different. Growing up, I could feel it in my bones – like there was something special inside of me, just waiting to be unleashed. How others treated me and how they stared at the weird kid in class was almost too much at times. And as I got older, that feeling grew stronger, and I got a bit more peculiar as the days went by.
By Matthew Angelo4 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Masters Ch. 3
As Gwen and I walked through the crowded campus of Noreen University, or NU, I kept getting strange looks from the other students. We passed people I was acquainted with and each face I recognized, didn’t recognize me. That is, until they starred long enough to know the once scrawny nerd from their math class changed dramatically overnight.
By Daniel Gilliam4 years ago in Fiction
The Capes of Planet Poloto continues...
Episode 4 . The plane finally arrived at the Indianapolis International airport at about 4:15 pm, and mom and I were so glad to be home, that mom give a sigh of relief as we were picking up our luggage. “ Okay honey, our uber is on the way, let's go let's go.” she then turn to Wes and give him a huge hug and we went our separate ways. I looked back and said, “ See you later Wes.” As he was walking the other way, he waved and smiled. Mom and I made it to zone b where our Uber was waiting. Mom looked at the uber driver and asked, “Are you Rebekah?” she then answered, “ Yes ma'am.” let me help you with that” as mom handed Rebekah our suitcases, to be put in the trunk. I was so glad that we were finally going to be home, where I was going to enjoy my warm bed and be back with my friends, that I went to school with. Since we lived near Westfield, near Carmel the drive back home was going to be about 35 minutes away, depending on the traffic. It was Tuesday evening and as soon as I get home I'm going to unpack and let Sammy know that I made it back safe.
By Anthony Leclair4 years ago in Fiction
When Life Loses Composure
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. If it weren't for Daddy’s frequent naps, she'd never be able to experience the sliver of reality that was only visible through the small rectangular hole in the wall. His naps were frequent, but not long, so she had to move quickly if she wanted to look outside. However, as if he had a spy in the room, like a mouse that told on her each time she sneaked a peak, he seemed to always know when she had looked. He would wake up and storm to her room, his frustration evident, but suppressed, as he warned her for the second or third time that day not to look at the outside world. This warning would lead to an argument where she would plead to know why. Daddy would never answer, not directly. His explanations seemed to be nothing more than excuses, and sometimes, he would simply reiterate his authority as Daddy.
By Rick Pension4 years ago in Fiction
