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Ordinary Morning
The birds sang lightly, the sun shined brightly through the clouds in the sky, and the cat sat near the window watching the world pass by. The pup slowly stalked the twitching tail he now deemed his prey. He moved closer and closer until he jumped, only wanting to play. The cat, in fright, took off like a bat out of hell. Climbing the shelves, he made sure everything fell. Once he calmed down and went back to the puppy, the owner came in and grumbled, "You guys are going to be the death of me." For the day began quite ordinarily.
By E3 years ago in Fiction
"Barriers of Love, Bridges of Hope"
In a world divided by walls and barriers, there lived a man and a woman who loved each other unconditionally. Their hearts were intertwined, bound by an unbreakable bond that withstood the test of time. Yet fate had placed countless obstacles in their path, separating them physically and emotionally.
By FaCade3 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Symphony
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the city. In the heart of the metropolis stood an old theater, its grandeur faded with time. The marquee displayed the words "The Forgotten Symphony" in worn-out letters, barely catching the attention of passersby.
By Lawrence Mireku Adu3 years ago in Fiction
The Silence
At sunrise, there is an indescribable sense of calm. It is a rebirth. a sentiment of unrestricted possibility. he'd want to say that he pulls himself out of bed every morning to take in the beauty of the sunrise, but they wouldn't believe him and would think that he is lying but it's true that both he and she were present that day.
By Umar Javed3 years ago in Fiction
He Cheated
Heartbreak, tears, pain, loneliness, power and control. This was what Alice's marriage had been for thirty years. Alice wasn't allowed to see her friends or family. She'd never been allowed to have friends or wear the clothes she wanted.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction
Yellow Skirt- Pt2
Ever since That package arrived by Drone on the Front Porch of Aunt Karen's... She's asked Mom if I could Spend My last Days of High School at Her House. Aunt Karen Had her suspicions that the Package might have come from Mike meaning he was back in Town. She was a Writer so, of course, she hoped for a Roman span Love entanglement...
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Fiction
The doppelgänger
Sarah had always been a bit of an oddball. Growing up, she never quite fit in with the other kids in school. She was always lost in her own world, daydreaming and creating stories in her head. As she got older, she found that her imagination was both a blessing and a curse. It allowed her to dream up incredible stories and adventures, but it also made her feel isolated from those around her.
By Okpe Blessing3 years ago in Fiction
Agonizing Reflections
He held a glass in his hand, it had a green tint that got darker towards the bottom of the glass. In the other hand, he held a pipe to his lips that had some smoldering herb in the bowl. Lowering the pipe, he exhaled a ring of smoke into the air as tears tried to fight their way up to the surface.
By Ash Digest3 years ago in Fiction
Hunt
Like perfectly wrapped cellophane, you preserve us all inside your hallowed stone sanctuary. The dizzy, dry-mouth, too sweet coloration inside that remind one of too many chemicals and preservatives and fulgurating nature of this sort of hell-house that is insinuating us of its nature with a blinking lighted entrance at the front door, ———WELCOME ONE & ALL!———like an incessant wink of a licentious, creepy, old person… and the sensory overload of it all makes me want to run far away. But I can’t.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Expressions of Love: A Journey of Healing and Connection
James was a kind and patient man, working tirelessly to provide for his daughter. Emily, a spirited young girl with contagious laughter, was his guiding light. Together, they embarked on countless adventures, their bond growing stronger with every passing day.
By Murali V3 years ago in Fiction
Writers and Readers
"Mum, dad, I wanna be a writer!" "Son, haven't you read about the life and fate of Gustav von Aschenbach, or Martin Eden, or Charles Kinbote? Writers are poor unhappy creatures doomed not to end well."
By Andrei Z.3 years ago in Fiction
Doubt and Devotion
Anton staunchly believed in personal freedom and had reservations about the Covid vaccine. He doubted its safety and effectiveness, skeptical of its rushed development. However, he cherished his elderly grandmother, who was vulnerable. Her smile held his heart captive. Anton realized that protecting her was worth setting aside his doubts.
By Anthony Chan3 years ago in Fiction