Humor
Lonely
Sitting in this room alone, it feels like the world is asleep while I'm awake. The sun pours its brilliant rays into the room still, I feel alone. I see that it is day but it feels like light. Everybody outside my window is talking to somebody, while I sit here talking to myself. A mouse scurries across the floorboard,
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction
"From Backpacks to Success: A Young Boy's Entrepreneurial Journey"
Once upon a time, in a small town named Oakville, lived a young boy named Daniel. Daniel was an ambitious and determined child with a knack for entrepreneurship. From a very young age, he had an innate ability to identify opportunities and turn them into successful ventures.
By Bilal Jaka3 years ago in Fiction
Sidney on the Bus
I hated taking the bus. People would always try to talk to me or they’d smell, and even if they didn’t I felt cramped when they’d sit next to me. I tried wearing headphones but that didn’t help. I’d stare out the window and hoped people would understand I just wanted to be left alone. Someone I’d seen observing me sat next to me and said “you should try talking back to people, then you wouldn’t mind sitting next to them.” “And say what?” I asked. “Sarcastic comments like that,” he said. I smiled and we had a conversation.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Passionate Love
My name is Javier El Guapo, and I thought I was the most passionate lover on Earth. I’m muscular, have long flowing hair, ride horses and seduced many women. And a few men. I have never been satisfied in a relationship because nobody has ever been able to match my passion. It was last Tuesday. I met a woman María La Perra Hermosa. We made wild love. I fell in love with her instantly. We had such great chemistry together. We went camping and made s’mores, the late night passion was genuinely amazing. Finally, someone who was made for me.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Cave Man Tools
I was searching for shelter. Couldn’t find any. Make own shelter. But how? I put rock on top of rock, but they kept falling. Grab vines, tied rocks together. Soon I built a shelter. Tried to hunt in new area. Animals too fast. Made a sharp stick. Threw it at animals. Also accidentally hit rock with stick, made fire. Now I’m warm. Used vines to tie stick to house, now have top to keep out rain. Getting cold because winter starting. Found sharp rock, took animal fur off and used for warmth. Now I am happy and no longer hungry.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Magic Mushrooms. Top Story - May 2023.
“Oh man, it feels like I’m floating… and these colors look crazy!” “You are floating,” Gretchen sighed, glancing up from where she’d been crocheting on the couch. “And it looks like your eyes have turned into mantis shrimp eyes, so you’ve probably got several new photoreceptors.”
By Tiffany Mercer3 years ago in Fiction
The Witch Doctors
My sister and I were both trained witch doctors. We got our training from our mother. Our powers weren’t real, but our mother taught us that if people believed our powers were real, people would heal themselves. Yes, we made a profit but we were also helping people. I was walking down the street to the witchcraft supply store when I tripped and broke my leg. “Help, can someone call me an ambulance,” I shouted. “I know you, I’ll call your sister,” someone said. My sister came, but her spells couldn’t heal my leg because I knew they were fake.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
