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Alone Together
Carol Watt gazed from the front window of the broken-down bungalow she called home. Thick, dark clouds hung low, making the early winter dusk feel darker, heavier, more oppressive. Icy rain poured from the sky and brutal wind screamed along the eaves of the Watt’s small home.
By Michelle Tang2 years ago in Fiction
A Christmas Letter From Yesteryear
Hugging a bowl of popcorn to his chest on the couch, Toby blankly stares at the TV as the Grinch returns to his lair on Mount Crumpit. It’s 9:02 pm and the heat is palpable. Reheated pizza slowly makes its way through his stomach, gurgling every so often.
By Scott Bradbrook2 years ago in Fiction
A Mom's Love
Julie sat on the park bench, watching her daughter laughing while swinging high on the swing. A tall skinny latee warmed her cold hands, its smell of strong, freshly ground beans helped her to feel more awake. Her daughter, Anabelle, called out to her. She was excited to show off her new skill of pumping her legs, a joyous smile radiated from her rosy cheeks. Julie shouted words of praise and gingerly sipped her coffee, although she didn't even taste it. An angry face appeared in front of her and she was transported to the time and place when the accident happened.
By Gina Johnson2 years ago in Fiction
ANAMIKA
ANAMIKA EXCITED FOR HER DAUGHTER'S ADMISSION That morning Anamika was highly excited. She was all at her heels to finish the household chores and reach the destination in time. Actually, Anamika had to take her daughter Anavi for admission to one of the best schools of Patna, and she didn't want to miss this chance. Anavi was just nine years old, but she was a gifted child, very intelligent and smart like her mom. Anamika wanted to see her dreams into her. She wanted her to achieve a better life than her. Her husband, Anuj was a Class I officer in Central Government. He was a dry honest guy, and would never believe in backdoor-incomes. Actually, he believed that bribes bring home not only some money, but also misfortunes with them. Bribes destroy the essence of values. It has an ill effect on the children in particular. He wanted to inculcate this sense into his daughter as well. Despite all, he tried his best to keep his family happy.
By Nira Kumari2 years ago in Fiction
Just Missed It
Noellia stared at the paper posted on the wall in front of her, held up by a single tac on the bulletin board. Her eyes lit up while she read her name at the top of the list; “Noellia G. Gonzalez Santos.” She ran out of the hallway, pushing past the crowd of other students. Her curls bounced and flying strands grew frizzier as she ran. Noellia’s legs pushed her faster out of the building, down the concrete steps, and into the sidewalk. Her heart pounded and echoed in her ears, but she did not stop running.
By Tatiana Raudales2 years ago in Fiction
The First Birthday
Since the beginning of their culture’s history, the Thanaron people had been blessed with a unique gift. They were made aware the specific day each member of their society would die. Rather than live their life in constant dread, they embraced this knowledge.
By Kaitlyn Gilpin2 years ago in Fiction
Growing Up Invisible
# Prologue Beams of light from passing cars shone across the far wall of the room. Each time, the same scene was revealed. A bare room, a partly dismantled bed and a small figure draped in just a nightie and a towel. Even in sleep, the young girl still showed signs of crying herself to sleep. Dry tear tracks streaked her face and her tiny chest still occasionally rose sharply in memory of the sobs that racked her body only hours earlier.
By J L Dawson2 years ago in Fiction