Humor
Fridge monster
In a small suburban town, residents are trembling in fear as the legendary Fridge Monster has resurfaced to haunt their refrigerators once more. This elusive creature, known for its insatiable appetite for leftovers and its ability to make yogurt disappear without a trace, has become the stuff of urban legends.
By Ose favour 3 years ago in Fiction
Topsy-Turvy Curiosity
After my airship went down, it was all uphill from here. How? It may seem like an oxymoron at first glance, so let me tell you the story of how my fortunes flip-flopped from one end to the other from what otherwise could have been a disaster.
By Caitlin Porter3 years ago in Fiction
Her Name Was Iris
I observed from a distance. Every move she made caused my heart to race. Her beauty was radiant, even in the dim light. I longed to touch that silky black hair. Wild and free, just like her. It was like watching a willow tree flow in the wind. As the sunrise peaked, the colorful hues cast rays on her golden brown eyes. I was captivated. My binoculars and I became one. Putting them down felt like I lost a part of myself. Looking away was impossible.
By Stephanie Downard3 years ago in Fiction
An Ally on an Island
When he saw the tail of the jet sink into the ocean, he knew that he would have to settle on the island for a while. The weather was still rough, but he was able to guide the parachute towards the breakers on the shore that already had some of the wreckage. With a quick flip, he fell forward onto the sand, detaching the parachute before the wind pulled him into the ocean. It caught on the rock that kept a wave off of him, flapping in the air as the sky darkened and rain pelted his uniform. Well, that was an interesting end to the day, he thought, staring up at the cloud-thick sky and letting sleep take over. No tides at night, no tides at night, no tides…
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Fiction
Stolen Sands
“Ahh! A score worth lifetimes!” Henry said, beaming brighter than diamonds. When he eventually broke down and told his sapping Wall Street job to screw off, Henry imagined life as a burglar would be more adventurous and exciting. He had never fathomed this level of anticipation. It was almost arousing.
By Matthew J. Fromm3 years ago in Fiction
The Rainbow Butterfly
Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there lived a young girl named Lily. She had always been fascinated by butterflies and spent hours in the meadows, marveling at their delicate wings and vibrant colors. But there was one butterfly that had captured her heart—the legendary Rainbow Butterfly. Legend had it that the Rainbow Butterfly possessed wings adorned with all the colors of the rainbow, spreading joy and happiness wherever it flew. Many had claimed to have caught glimpses of it, but none could prove its existence. Determined to see the wondrous creature herself, Lily embarked on a quest. She ventured through dense forests, crossed raging rivers, and climbed treacherous mountains. Her journey was long and arduous, but her heart remained steadfast. Finally, after days of tireless pursuit, she stumbled upon a hidden meadow bathed in golden sunlight. The meadow was unlike any she had ever seen. Flowers of every hue bloomed in abundance, their fragrance filling the air. Lily felt a surge of hope in her chest as she watched a kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering around the blossoms. Among them, she caught sight of a magnificent creature—a butterfly with iridescent wings that seemed to shimmer with all the colors of the rainbow. Heart pounding with excitement, Lily slowly extended her hand. Miraculously, the Rainbow Butterfly landed on her outstretched palm. Its wings glistened and sparkled, radiating a warmth that enveloped her like a soft embrace. In that moment, she understood why the Rainbow Butterfly was so special. The butterfly fluttered its wings, and a gentle breeze blew through the meadow, carrying the vibrant colors to the surrounding landscape. Flowers transformed from ordinary petals into a vivid tapestry of shades. Trees shimmered with renewed life, their leaves vibrant and full. The world around Lily became a canvas painted with the magic of the Rainbow Butterfly. Word of Lily's incredible discovery spread throughout the land, and people from far and wide flocked to witness the wondrous sight. As they stood in the meadow, awestruck by the breathtaking transformation, a sense of unity filled their hearts. The Rainbow Butterfly's presence had ignited a shared joy that bridged differences and brought harmony. With time, the legend of the Rainbow Butterfly evolved into a symbol of hope and inspiration. People began to see it as a reminder that even in the darkest of times, beauty and happiness could be found. They discovered that the true magic of the butterfly lay not only in its colors but in the transformative power it held. Lily, now hailed as the Butterfly Guardian, dedicated her life to protecting the Rainbow Butterfly and its sacred meadow. She taught others to cherish the delicate balance of nature and the importance of preserving the world's wonders. Years passed, and Lily's hair turned silver, but her spirit remained as vibrant as ever. The meadow flourished under her care, and generations to come would know the joy of encountering the Rainbow Butterfly and witnessing the magic it brought forth. And so, the legend of the Rainbow Butterfly lived on, forever etched in the hearts of those who believed in the power of beauty, unity, and the boundless wonders of the natural world.
By Michael Davis3 years ago in Fiction
Love is in the air
Chapter 1 Paradiso They were enjoying their first hot summer day laying out by the bay when something caught her attention in the sparkling pink sand. Malilea picked up a starfish and waved it at her mother. "Look mummy, I found this!" With glee she stood up and danced around waving the starfish around. She had never seen a starfish before and was excited. Her mother got up and gently grabbed her hand to carefully pull it from her little fingers.
By Ruby Estelle 3 years ago in Fiction
Twin Sister
To the rest of the world, my sister died on the day of our tenth birthday. July 6th, 1995 Roughly twenty five years ago, me and my sister were born. I entered this world first, and five minutes later, she came out. Five minutes. That was the only thing that separated us. We looked identical, with the same brown eyes and chestnut hair. Chucky legs and long fingers. But in the years that had yet to come, the five-minute ripple would expand until it became a deep hole with no end.
By Harry Monster3 years ago in Fiction
