Humor
Lazy Boy Rohan
Once upon a time, in a small village in Tamil Nadu, there lived a young boy named Rohan. Rohan was known for his sharp wit and intelligence, but he was also very lazy and never wanted to do any work. He would spend most of his days lounging around and dreaming about all the wealth and fame he would have one day.
Vignesh GajendranPublished about a year ago in FictionTrick's Own Visionary Assignment
Jeph was twenty-eight years old when the principal called him into her office. He was neither a student, nor the father of one, at the Ramsey Middle School; he did not tremble at the prospect of an ugly confrontation with her, although she was his boss — at least, for the moment — in his reality of choice.
Love Bites
“Welcome ladies and gentlemen to this week’s episode of Love Bites! The dating show for cannibals, by cannibals! Because we need love too! My name is Rich Richardson and I’ll be your host for the evening.”
Jennifer TriplettPublished about a year ago in FictionStrong Lesson Or Painful Lesson Part II
“No!” rocketed from Dana’s lips as she bolted into the lunchroom. The rest of her coworkers followed. “There was a standoff between the police and the three robbers,” a reporter said.
Annelise LordsPublished about a year ago in FictionHeads or Tales
James The coin floats in the air, suspended in its twisting. Time appears to move gradually as the winking top of a snake exchanges for the beating wings of a pigeon in an endless circle. I realize that I've committed an error.
"Finding love in the most unexpected places"
As the elevator doors closed and the lift began its ascent, Alex couldn't help but notice the beautiful woman standing across from him. Her name was Sarah, and she worked in the same building as him. They had never spoken before, but he had always admired her from afar.
Her Majesty
I’ve gone round to see a friend, who isn't in a good way. Poverty and drug addiction will do that to you. She doesn't look great when I turn up, and asks immediately if I'd go to the nearby pharmacy for her. This is a familiar request: ‘going to the chemist’, means picking up a pack of sterile syringes, for injecting methamphetamine. Three bucks gets you five sterile, medicalised, ‘skin-pop’ syringes of the type used by diabetics. They’re not suitable for intravenous injection, but that’s what you're given and they’re clean and sharp at least. The packs, she says, used to come with a little squeeze of sterile water and a spoon for mixing up, but they’ve stopped that now. The price didn’t go down. ‘They’re free in Britain’, I say with a shrug.
Nick JordanPublished about a year ago in FictionA Whole Lotta Rosie
Boobs. The county had a generous assortment. Two for every fair maid in fact (in one case three, but that’s another story). They came in all shapes and sizes. Well okay, not all shapes; none were square. And granted, not all sizes; no lass sported boobs the size of beer barrels.
Mr. Krabs
Such a beautiful day at the beach on this island paradise, I thought. I was content laying on my beach towel. The rays of sunshine felt warm and blanketed me from the cooler breeze coming off the ocean.
T.R. MAGNOPublished about a year ago in FictionSnow-Covered Driveway
Is there such a thing as the perfect murder? Or is it all just an illusion? I live in the midwest where snow is a guarantee every single year. But as we all know, winter is not what it use to be 25 years ago let alone 5 years ago. We're going through this pattern where heavy snowfalls are more frequent and so are the higher temps which means melting and ice. If roads, driveways included, are not cleaned properly the snow will get packed down by the vehicles, melt, and refreeze into thick ice sheets that become dangerous to walk on.
The Cat-astrophic Adventures of Whiskers
Once upon a time, in a cozy little house on the edge of town, there lived a cat named Whiskers. Whiskers were not your average feline. Oh no, he was a master of mischief and a connoisseur of chaos. He delighted in causing trouble for his owners, a young couple named Jack and Jill.
Adria_X_RaePublished about a year ago in FictionThe Ghostly Apparition
In a small town, there was a grand old mansion on the outskirts. The mansion had been abandoned for decades, and it was said to be haunted by the ghost of a young woman who had died there under mysterious circumstances. The townspeople avoided the mansion, but there were always a few brave or foolhardy souls who ventured inside to see if the rumors were true.