Humor
I Bought A Donkey On Spring Break In Mexico
“Two Tickets to Guadalajara, please.” I placed thirty-two American dollars on the ticket counter and took a deep breath. “Wow. Are we really doing this?”
Roxanne HalePublished 3 years ago in FictionMy Zombie Co-Worker Asked If He Could Pick My Brain and Then Things Got Weird
*Click here for Audio Narration* Zack was the best-looking guy I’d ever seen in real life. At least, he was before he died.
Jessie WaddellPublished 3 years ago in FictionA Boomer Year
A Boomer Year “Hey, hurry up down there….it’s just about time…” Her voice drifted down the staircase derailing my train of thought.
Robert LeePublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Frozen Library
I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring from my phone. I turned over and groaned and swiped blindly on the phone until it finally shut off. Monday. Great. I dragged my body out of bed and changed out of my pajamas. I pulled on a pair of dark-washed jeans and a polka dot tee shirt.
The Prank Phone Call
Glovanna knew all the rules for prank calling. She knew that the prankster should ensure the prank never involved the authorities; that they should never make threats; that they should not impersonate the police; and that they shouldn’t call emergency hotlines.
Dr. Stanley G. RobertsonPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Legend of the Scorpion King
It is a legend that is known. On Halloween night if you stare too long at the ground then a savage and vicious scorpion will be found. Your bones will tremble with fear because he will appear. No where to turn and wait for your fate. Don't run to a psychic because she won't know the date? You can't run or hide. So many begged for mercy and cried. He hide in the shadows anticipating a victim for his sting. By the way, he is a dapper scorpion who is known to dress in the finer things. Where he came from, I don't know? He search for his prey on nightly strolls! He wasn't always this mean. One fateful night, he was stung by a scorpion himself and started to lean. I thought I was a dog but now I am a hybrid breed. That was his inner thought. His new found strength can't be bought! Just one look and your blood will run cold. Dare to take a peek, oh you are so bold!
KaraokesingaPublished 3 years ago in FictionYou're sure of a big surprise.
The Archibalds stole my daughter’s teddy bear. That’s all there was to it. That is all I need to say. I do not take the fifth, your honour. My barrister has offered me no advice, my lord. They took her teddy, and I decided I would take it back and make them pay for their impudence.
Raymond CummingsPublished 3 years ago in FictionBe Alert: Britain Needs Lerts!
The British National Department of Social Scrutiny released two new infoganda leaflets this afternoon with regards to the ongoing crisis which is completely under control.
Interrupted
Selene sat on the floor of her bedroom, door shut, curtains closed. It was dark save for the candle burning in front of her. She lit the sacred herbs on fire, waving the smoke before her in the shape of a pentacle. The crystal ball, resting on a wooden stand, glinted in the candlelight.
Lauren TriolaPublished 3 years ago in FictionYou'll Get What's Coming To You
Andy, a man in his early twenties with light-brown hair curling in waves above his John Lennon glasses, was sitting in a faded red booth. The booth was shoved in the back of a restaurant that tried to feel like an old diner. What it really felt like, however, due to the food it served and the atmosphere it projected, was exactly what it was: a downtown hipster hangout.
Josh WorkmanPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Peculiar Box
What’s in this box that’s wrapped in a silver leash? With a silent dog with a gray and black coat biting its own tail just to guard whatever is inside. Perhaps it’s a hand that was cut off, certainly not. For the box is too small.
Motorcycle
It was a Sunday afternoon, West had just come home from college the day before while on spring break. He was enjoying the nice day fixing his motorcycle in his parents’ driveway while his mom was hastily cooking Sunday dinner and his father was out with his gulf buddies celebrating one of their friends 60th birthday. As West was fixing his motorcycle, a little boy about 5 years old walked over from the neighboring house straight up to West and began to speak without hesitation.
Destiney ThomasPublished 3 years ago in Fiction