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War Lord. Content Warning.
Author’s Note: The following story is a work of fiction, but it is based on true events. On May 12th, 2003, a group of terrorists really did bomb a group of American compounds located in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. The attack killed more than 30 people, and left many more injured. This attack was so significant that it inspired the narrative for the 2007 action thriller motion picture entitled, The Kingdom. I write these words because the person that oversaw those compounds was my uncle. He sent the pictures of the attack that would later end up on the evening news to my mom in the early hours of that day. I feel his amazing story deserves to be told.
By Aaron M. Weis4 months ago in Fiction
The Daughter He Almost Didn't Stay For. AI-Generated.
The night I decided to leave, my daughter was four years old. I had my bag packed. I had reasons good ones, I thought. The marriage was broken. I was broken. I had been walking around for months feeling like a man slowly disappearing, like the version of myself I had always hoped to become was getting further and further away with every day I stayed. I told myself she was too young to understand. That she would adapt. That children are resilient. That I deserved to be happy.
By Elias Morrow4 months ago in Fiction
My Mother's Hands. AI-Generated.
I used to be ashamed of my mother's hands. They were rough and wide, the knuckles swollen, the palms permanently stained at the creases with the kind of darkness that doesn't come out no matter how hard you scrub. Washerwoman's hands. That was what the other children called her when she came to pick me up from school.
By Elias Morrow4 months ago in Fiction
The Last Drive
The father gripped the steering wheel with both hands as the highway stretched ahead. Rain tapped steadily against the windshield. In the passenger seat his son sat quietly staring out at the blurred fields. This was the final drive they would take together for a long time. Tomorrow the son would board a plane for basic training.
By Justin Buzzard4 months ago in Fiction
Here Comes The Sun
It was one of the most inexplicable experiences of Tyler’s life that the most intimate night he had yet to experience involved him lying there, fully clothed, sand ruining a pair of jeans that retailed for a small car payment. She lay next to him, black hair with the hint of a natural curl hanging over exposed shoulders, uncaring that her black Bardot was certainly full of sand, an oddly formal choice to sneak out in that Tyler failed to notice until years after the fact.
By Matthew J. Fromm4 months ago in Fiction
I was adopted...Really!!!
The Day of the Yellow Cup The baby was so tiny, so beautiful, so perfect. Little Nardia had been adopted at six months old - soft‑cheeked, bright‑eyed, a child who fit so naturally into her new parents’ arms that even the nurses whispered, “She was meant for you.”
By Antoni De'Leon4 months ago in Fiction
Anatomy of Our End. Content Warning.
“We should end this. Us.” Nervous was not the word. A pacing, panicked wreck of my former self was more accurate. Scuff marks mapped my path along the corridor. The police spoke to the receptionist—grave glances, clipped radio replies—then footsteps more purposeful than my own. They spoke. I didn’t listen. I didn’t need to. The rest was a blur. "It's in your best interest to cooperate, Mr. Kilner." "You have the right to remain silent." Not only had I destroyed us—I’d destroyed her chances of ever walking out on me. "It was an accident," I whispered, drowning in the lie. * Thanks for reading! This was my entry into 100-word Microfiction Challenge 2026 1st Round. My Assigned Genre - Drama, Assigned Action - recommending and Assigned Word - wreck. I didn't get further but did receive some positive and constructive feedback.
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Fiction
