Humor

A Dark and Stormy Night
I am cold and my skin is turning color from the freezing air. The snow is gently falling as it has been for the last four hours. I am thinking the temperature has to be well below freezing as the beautiful quiet flakes fall to the ground and add to the ever increasing depth. I am not quite sure where I am but I am convinced I will be frozen by morning.
By Barbara Gode Wiles3 years ago in Fiction
Playtime in the Pines
The entire Paradise in the Pines community had gathered at the huge, central meadow to take advantage of the unprecedented, but welcome, 30 inches of fresh snow that had fallen overnight. The clear, crisp air rang with the laughter of children and adults, interspersed with excited barking.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Fiction
Roy Hoi Polloi: A Rurality Play
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Everyman_(15th-century_play) Roy Hoi Polloi was an Everyman, living a coral life. Everywhere Roy went, he plagiarized. The religion he sought to invert everyone was the Church of the Holy Malaprop, teaching that only through maladroitisms could one malappropriate ablation.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Dimness within the Mango Grove
A terrible secret was hidden in a mango grove in the quiet village of Chandrapur, which was surrounded by the verdant Western Ghats. The people had a rumor that the forest was haunted, that evil spirits prowled its gloomy paths after sundown.
By Ashok3 years ago in Fiction
Trust Is Key
Part 1: The Morning Commute Goodness me, this is exciting! It's my first day on the job! Noah's nervous, but that's natural for a newly licensed driver.
By MatthewKusza3 years ago in Fiction
Synchronized Storms
“No, you definiely had it last!” ”Don’t be ridiculous. I distinctly remember placing it in your hand!” “You’re crazy! That was days ago! You’ve definitely driven since then!”
By Marti Maley3 years ago in Fiction
The Eerie of Room 401 (part 1)
Caption 1: The Appearance In the core of Orrisa, settled inside the old walls of an old lodging, lay Room 401. The lodging, when a fantastic foundation, presently remained as a remnant of its previous brilliance, with stripping paint and squeaking sections of flooring telling stories of its for some time failed to remember past. Saida, a daring explorer, showed up at the inn looking for cover for the evening. Much to her dismay, Room 401 held insider facts hazier than the actual night.
By Ashok3 years ago in Fiction
The Mirror's Curse
Section 1: The Old fashioned Mirror In the curious town of Willow River, settled amid murmuring woods and haze-loaded roads, stood an old house covered in secret. The manor had a place with the late Dr. Nathaniel Blackwood, an eminent medium reputed to have dug into the haziest corners of the otherworldly.
By Ashok3 years ago in Fiction
Polly's Parrot Adventures: A Tale of Linguistic Prowess and Curiosity
In the bustling city of Aviania, where colorful feathers adorned every corner and the air was filled with the chatter of birds, lived a peculiar flock of parrots known for their extraordinary gift of gab. Among them, Polly stood out with her vibrant plumage and an insatiable curiosity that matched her captivating chatter.
By Christopher Ezeh3 years ago in Fiction
Sharing Smoke
She’s sick in the bathroom again. It’s the third time this week. These new medications seem to be making her sicker than she usually is and I am eager to give her some relief. She keeps me lined up next to her pill bottles and medical equipment. She’s warm and kind and it's been a pleasure for me to help her as her life nears an eventual end. She pauses for a second after washing her hands and rinsing out her mouth.
By Reneé V.3 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Journal. Top Story - February 2024. Content Warning.
There I was, sitting around. I’d be smiling if I had a face. I was sitting on a shelf in the corner of a dimly lit room. I was friends with the other forgotten and dusty items here.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Frightful Code: Kalyani's Genuine Shocking Tale
Section 1: The Deadline In the clamoring city of Bangalore, amid the high rises and tech parks, Kalyani, a gifted programmer, ended up immersed in the exciting universe of coding. Her days were spent drenched in lines of code, her psyche consumed by calculations and cutoff times. However, much to her dismay an unfavorable cutoff time lingered over her, one undeniably more evil than any task course of events.
By Ashok3 years ago in Fiction