Humor

Completely, Incomplete
I am at a loss for words, even my own. Sitting here all alone, misplaced, dazed and confused, wondering what the f%@! has happened to us.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
The Snowrows’ Adventure
“Where are we going?” Mrs. Snowrow asked, struggling to keep up with her husband. They had no legs and Mr. Snowrow was much better at gliding on the snow using his oar.
By Lana V Lynx3 years ago in Fiction
Before, Way Before, Way, Way Before
What does that even mean? Before the Big Bang? Before the creation of the sun, Earth, and other planets in the solar system?
By Amethyst Champagne3 years ago in Fiction
You'll Need Me
It's going to be getting dark soon. And cold. Yeah, it's springtime, but it gets cold here underneath these redwoods without the sun. And they're already blocking most of it. This ground is damp, too.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Fiction
Captured in Time
In the quiet corner of a dusty attic, nestled among forgotten memories and discarded relics, I, a once-beloved camera, lay abandoned. My metallic body, weathered by time and travel, held within its lenses the stories of a bygone era—the tales of joy, sorrow, and the fleeting moments that escape the clutches of time. My journey, however, was far from over.
By Andy Kru3 years ago in Fiction
Feeling Lost
I honestly have no idea how I got here. For some reason, I am now sitting underneath a bed, well I do know. My loving owner was frolicking with her boyfriend in bed and I was on the pillow because she had me in her hands swiping and playing with her Candy Crush game on me, then, sure enough, this guy came over and she just threw me up on her pillow and they started going at it. She could have at least put me on her nightside table or her desk or anywhere else, but then bam I was tossed down by him, and here I am just laying on the floor. They even laughed as I fell and they continued to make out. She did not even have the courtesy to stop and pick me up. Doesn't she know I am expensive? I am probably the singular most expensive object in her room and here I am lying down with all this dog fur, dust, and crumbs. The bed sure does squeak a lot, wish it was not so loud! Oh goodness! A sock on me!! Gross, it’s his sweaty sock it really stinks like worse than her gym locker bag! Bleh! Of course she won’t stop now until the deed is done. Now I have to be here with this sock! It’s just one thing after another! This is truly awful experience I am usually tucked away in a pocket or even in her wallet. I miss those funny credit cards and gift cards. After the bed stopped squeaking, the room was silent, then not until much later did the light in her room turned on. Oh maybe she is here for me?
By Adrianna M. Braun3 years ago in Fiction
Test of Faith. Top Story - January 2024.
Marty received a phone call yesterday that rocked his world. He found out he might have pancreatic cancer after a visit with his doctor. He had to take a pay cut at his job amidst the rocky economy and as if that was not bad enough, he also broke up with his girlfriend after being together for the past two years and even being engaged. He woke up this morning with a lot on his mind.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Forever Remebered
For RM Stocktons challenge, you can check out here… In loving memory of Write Arse Block. Many would describe Write as a bit of a complicated soul. But everyone knew he could put pen to paper and create a masterpiece. Unfortunately that was his ruin. At age 64, poor Write got stuck on a piece for the first time in his writing career. It was just too much for his poor mind to take. He decided to take control of the situation by writing a final piece which therefore stated, “I will not go down with my last masterpiece having gotten the better of me, oh no. And for this, I will take control and make sure my final piece is finished under my terms, and will so be, forever remembered.” He was found, pen in one hand, and a bottle of the finest scotch in the other.
By Tressa Rose3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Embrace: Navigating the Depths of Love's Endless Symphony
Love, the pinnacle of human emotion, transcends the boundaries of time and space, weaving a tapestry of emotions that define the very essence of our existence. It is an intricate dance of hearts, a symphony of emotions, and an indescribable force that binds us together in the grand narrative of life. Love, in its purest form, is the highest of romantic feelings, a sublime experience that elevates the human spirit to extraordinary heights.
By Mohan3 years ago in Fiction
Snapped
Frosted leaves crumbled and snapped underfoot as we picked our way down the bank towards the pond. Birds strode over the ice, sneering at our awkward gaits. I admired the sunlight pouring from over the trees in the distance.
By Jaimie3 years ago in Fiction
Doctor Arrested for Creating Human Statues
January 20, 2024 Boulder, CO On Friday Dr. Elijah Sudema, a geneticist at the University of Colorado Arnoult lab, made his first appearance at the Boulder County Court. Dr. Elijah Sudema was arrested on 14 counts of medical malpractice, reckless endangerment, first-degree assault, first-degree false imprisonment, theft of medical products, stolen property, 4 counts of embezzlement, and 2 counts of real estate fraud.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Fiction
Yellow Snow
It was the first snowfall of the winter, and Ellie was determined to make the most of it. Unfortunately, she needed to do one, crucial thing first. Pee. Leading the way down the condo stairs, she safely guided her owner out into the wondrous chill of a winter day.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction