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Burning Out
It’s only when I’m left alone that I can hear my body scream. That I can feel all the pain and hurt. That’s why I will do whatever it possibly takes to avoid it.
Beth (Halo) HansonPublished 3 years ago in FictionTHE FIVE WIVES OF MR. ZHARTIE
The legal wife, the work wife, the housewife, the trophy wife, and the wife who got away; walking aimlessly in the middle of the night, I wallow in misery, wondering who am I among the five.
LolakwentoseraPublished 3 years ago in FictionGrandad Lives in the Pear Tree
Grandad lives in the Pear Tree now. That’s what they told me. I didn’t understand it then. Did he live in the branches? Did he live among the leaves? It was a big tree to my small eyes back then but I still didn’t see how he could live there. It seemed too small for him. Where was his bed going to fit? I wanted to ask, but Grandmama was too sad at the time. So I sat by the kitchen window of their old rickety house and stared out at the field. At the lone tree at the bottom of the garden. Surrounded by Grandmama’s flowers and Grandad’s vegetables. Next to the little wooden shed where Grandad kept his tools.
Winter Barbegazi
Winter had set in Asomala, a small forgotten gnome village in the southern mountains of the Kingdom of Daroloc. We Barbegazi live here and fancy ourselves as the mountain's alarm and safety system. With our tunel system we are able to navigate through the snow covered landscape faster and more efficiently than our human neighbors.
Freyja CrownPublished 3 years ago in FictionChocolate Pudding
Staring out the window, watching raindrops patter before sliding down in one long trail of silver, I felt my mind drift. It was as if the clear pane of glass was a portal to another world. A looking glass for Alice to tumble through.
Heather MillerPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Biggest Country in the Mind
A trip to Andorra was the only thing on Marina Chen’s birthday list. She had been researching, She had been looking at books, maps, everything about Andorra she could find
Amy Julia RosePublished 3 years ago in FictionPickers Point Accident
Snow has been falling all day with the temperature dropping a degree every couple of hours making everything dangerously slippery while the plows and sanders have been out all day barely able to stay ahead of the falling snow. Danny had just gotten off a long shift at the factory and was looking forward to a warm meal and a warm bed when his phone rang and an unknown number appeared on the screen,
K.C. KeatsPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Magical Pear Tree
Dear Dad, How are you? It's been awhile since I last heard your voice. I miss your voice. But, I miss your stories the most.
Jessica Burns PirainoPublished 3 years ago in FictionFinal Wishes
It was the perfect setting for her grandma’s memorial. The cloudy and grey skies seemed to weep as well. Amanda knew her grandma would love the weather. It was her favorite kind. Amanda was like her grandma in that way.
Crystal NicolePublished 3 years ago in FictionRay
His presence startled the boy. Even without looking up, Ollie felt him standing in the far left corner of his room. Squeezed between a window and a bookcase. Silent, as always. He never spoke, as if embarrassed of the message he had to deliver. But Ollie knew. He was glad the man came. It meant she didn’t have to be on her own.
Konrad D. FrankowskiPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Man I Call ‘Daddy’
I was still in so much shock. How could he be here one day and then gone the next. I had just given him a hug and a kiss on his check as he left for work and I left for school this morning.
Ireland LoreleiPublished 3 years ago in FictionTwin Pears
I'm not sure how to put into words the feelings that came rushing over me as we topped the hill and the outline of that magnificent tree was beginning to come into focus. As it drew closer, my first thoughts were of just how amazing it was that while the pear tree stood strong and sturdy there was no evidence that anything else had ever been there.
Maryann CoxPublished 3 years ago in Fiction