family

Family Secrets
His world was a dark narrow view of rain-streaked streets, flashes of light in passing windows giving glimpses into the lives of strangers. He rode the bus all night, an ache behind his eyes. Hunched down in his green canvas overcoat he tried to sleep but he kept replaying the moment. If he hadn't been snooping around in the attic he would never have found the bundle of letters that could solve the mystery. He was excited to tell Lucie but first, he needed to see if his mother was still with the jerk who took her away.
By Tree Langdon5 years ago in Fiction
The FOURTH DIMENSION
It started like any other day. The alarm went off. light trickled through the window leaving little specks flying through the air. The visible material in the atmosphere kept my mind pondering the idea of the existence of something after this life. I learned in elementary science that Atoms never die. We are made of tons of this material.
By Trycia Lino5 years ago in Fiction
Leaving Home for the Last Time
My brother Eric called me from his home in Colorado,“I just got off the phone with the nurse. Mom fell again. She thinks it’s time to move her to a facility.”
By Katherine Nesbitt5 years ago in Fiction
An Innocent Rain And a Lonely Woman
Every rainy night, my neighbor would pummel and throw his wife around like a worthless object. Her voice will screech to the roof. Her tears will flood the floor of their living room. And the vapors from her pains will permeate the neighborhood, but the innocent rain will drown it all into silence. She would squeal and plead for help, but no one would hear. And no one would come to rescue her from a bully of a husband.
By Madoc M5 years ago in Fiction
Sweet Lullaby
Enjoying a stroll around the neighbourhood, Bill grooved with the music blaring in his earphones, but happened to glance at one of the many decks in the suburban borough. Another young couple was having a heated debate with one another, not even caring about the fact that their conversation was being eavesdropped by literally everyone nearby. Bill took out his guitar, as he did many-a-time and started playing a song in a slow soothing manner. Pretty soon, the couple was no longer arguing and were only quietly conversing. After nearly a minute, they embraced one another with all the anger and frustration evaporated into thin air. Finishing his song, Bill’s eyebrows furled and he snarled at the sky as all that anger that was plaguing the couple descended upon him. Walking speedily past the busy city streets, someone accidentally bumped into him, resulting in an outburst of anger. “What’s wrong with you man? Watch where your headed idiot!”
By Jesse Leung5 years ago in Fiction
Emily?
Welcome to Bronzeville, where everyone here is just a runner up to the runner up. Well, that’s what it feels like growing up here. All of our schools have never won first place in any tournament. Not even against a neighboring city. This town could use talent of any sort. I think we’d take any type at this point. “Emily! Foods ready, come down please”. Ugh as I’m doing an important assignment my mom decides to interrupt. I was on the brink of something good, I feel.
By jada worthy5 years ago in Fiction
A Father's Daughter!
A Father's Daughter! Opening Scene Act 1! (In the background all you hear is the sound of his old fashioned wall clock, ticking... ticking away....Tick,Tick,Tick,Tick.) He is sitting in his chair at the table reading the paper and drinking his coffee as he has done 100's of times before. But on this day everything was about to change his life forever, there came the sound of the doorbell and a strong knock at the door.
By Jennifer Cooley5 years ago in Fiction
Royal Blue
Ten-year-old Isaiah walked down the long gray concrete sidewalk enjoying the change in the season. As summer ended, the leaves began to change and the air was no longer thick with the humid heat.
By Malena Lopez5 years ago in Fiction
Already Home
“Where is it?!” Sammy threw clothes out of her laundry basket and onto the floor. “Where’s what?” Her little sister, Jen, stood in the doorway with a puzzled look on her face. She had just gotten home from school.
By Dena Felix5 years ago in Fiction
As the Macaw Flies. Top Story - October 2021.
I perch confidently, talons gripping the bark. I wonder...why I've never seen another like me, but is that really important? What is important, I sense, is that I have achieved self-actualization. After all, I was brought here from a place called Brazil (so I've overheard) to protect, direct, and in all ways construct the lives of those to whom I've been entrusted.
By Gerard DiLeo5 years ago in Fiction
Cursed
The arid, dusty floor of the tomb was soft beneath Laura’s canvas shoes. After crawling through the tight passageway to the burial chamber and standing upright, she was surprised at how small the chamber was. She compared it to the size of her bedroom in their small, terraced house in London. All that was in the chamber was a stone sarcophagus.
By Rosy Gee5 years ago in Fiction
The Golden Egg
Miranda watched proudly as her seven-year-old daughter, Kitty, rummaged among the bushes in search of an Easter egg that she had hidden earlier for the hunt. Kitty’s twin cousins, Lily and Leo, were scampering around the garden searching for the other eggs.
By Rosy Gee5 years ago in Fiction