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The McMurphey Hearing
Faking my death was going to be the easy part. To quote my favorite band, please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste.
By Alex H Mittelman 4 years ago in Fiction
Dark Water's Gift
Alright, in hindsight maybe taking Zoe to the aquarium was a bad idea. She'd been begging to go for ages though, and it was her first official school fieldtrip. What loving mother could say no?
By Natalie Gray4 years ago in Fiction
You Came Back!
The aquarium outside the local general store has been there for decades. It stands tall in the little garden. The city has been maintaining it well. The turtles, fishes, stones and plants in it may be different from time to time, but I remember standing next to the same aquarium as a child many times when my mother went in to shop.
By Gal Mux4 years ago in Fiction
The Little Adventure
The directions Methuselah gave me could no longer be utilized. My mindless meandering the day prior had rendered the instructions useless. Vanessa and I were too far lost now, and in my dismay, I forged blindly through the forest with my little sister.
By Zeline Farney4 years ago in Fiction
Black Beauty (2020): An Analysis
SPOILER ALERT! A wise horse once told me… that the spirit of a heartwarming story is one that must never be broken. It must have the strength of the ocean, and live forever. For the most part this movie’s does, but not completely.
By Luke Milner4 years ago in Fiction
Trapped Inside
This trip was just a distraction. I'm aware of that. My parents would have never taken me to this place if they didn't feel like I had to just get out of the house at that very second. The day was hectic. Hell. Life's been hectic. Mom found out. Next was dad. I knew dad would find out eventually, even if mom tried her very hardest to keep it from him. Dad always finds out.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
A tryst with my lover
Here we meet again, my dear protagonist You. A Box of brown How is it that you.....A simple wrapped mystery Adorned with such loving thought and care
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Fiction
Benefactor
The eye-watering swirl, floating above my bed, suggested that I might like to eat something. Which was unnecessary, really; I could always eat something. Ask those who know me — they will tell you the truth: It’s one of my favorite things to do, on any planet. I’m fortunate, in a way, to be working so hard at my job and my schooling that I can’t rest long enough to gain much weight.
By Eric Wolf4 years ago in Fiction
The Bad start
Neither of the two girls wanted to go. The quiet girl's mood sunk at the idea of another lecture, and more education. More useless facts. The girl who was throwing a temper tantrum usually loved facts. She as usual just felt a need to be the center of attention. Which unfortunately at the moment she was. The mother tried to hold her head up high. The therapist had said it was better just to ignore her, but she was refusing to enter the aquarium. The mother appeared calm, but inside she was shaking. The agitated girl was too young to be left on her own, the mother let the quiet girl, go in on her own.
By Antoinette L Brey4 years ago in Fiction
Can you understand me?
Sometimes I stare at the glass and wonder what it would take for it to break. Just one wrong knock and it's all over; chaos and panic on both sides. Such a fragile barrier keeping two universes apart. The dry, and the wet colliding with nothing but sand in between. Just like in the real world I guess…The souls of either cannot survive in the other and we live in delicate balance. I love it here for this reason.
By Penny4 years ago in Fiction
The Zombie Reunion
He had felt his heart slow, his chest hair thickening, and his scalp feeling cooler each morning. One day he ran his hands over the fluff that remained at the back of his skull thinking, I miss my thick black hair.
By Daniella Libero4 years ago in Fiction
The Shark Tank Cleaner
I didn’t like my job, but it paid well. Every day, I had to clean the waste from the tanks, but the shark tanks were the worst. They made the most waste, and it smelled like rotten meat. At least I had Shelia to help me.
By Alex H Mittelman 4 years ago in Fiction