Humor
Double Exposure
Sandra sat in her car composing herself for several minutes before opening the door to the summer’s heat and stepping out onto the sun-baked pavement. She was an attractive brunette and to her pleasure, most people guessed her age at around the mid-thirties, almost ten less than her actual years. Although anxious, her pretty face showed little of her nervousness, a trace of a smile playing across her lipstick reddened lips. Only her deep brown eyes, darting around to take in the unfamiliar surroundings, showed anything of her true emotions. Beneath her plain white blouse, her heart was racing, and as she opened the gate to number 23 and started up the path, it seemed to accelerate another few degrees. The semi-detached house she approached could have been any house, in any street, in any number of London’s suburbs. It looked well maintained; the gardens were neat and tidy, the flower beds weeded, the lawns trimmed. Swallowing deeply, almost theatrically, Sandra pulled back the brass door knocker and rapped it twice against the Oxford blue door. She heard sounds coming from deep in the house and then footsteps approaching the front door.
By Phil Tennant3 years ago in Fiction
The role of nutrition in achieving fitness goals, including the importance of macronutrients and micronutrients.
Nutrition plays a critical role in achieving fitness goals. Whether your goal is to lose weight, build muscle, or improve overall health, proper nutrition is essential. In this blog, we will discuss the role of nutrition in achieving fitness goals, including the importance of macronutrients and micronutrients.
By Pawan Kumar3 years ago in Fiction
Title: Love Against All Odds: A Melody of Resilience and Passion
In the tapestry of life, love often weaves its threads in unexpected ways, defying the boundaries imposed by society and circumstance. It is a force that transcends all barriers, forges unbreakable bonds, and sets hearts ablaze with an indomitable passion. Love against all odds is a symphony of resilience and courage, where two souls find solace and connection amidst a world determined to keep them apart.
By prabin mahato3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Shadows.
In the quaint town of Ravenswood, nestled deep within a thick forest, an eerie silence prevailed. The once-bustling streets were now deserted, and an ominous hush hung in the air. Whispers of an ancient curse spread through the town, casting a dark cloud over the minds of its inhabitants.
By Mehidi Hasan 3 years ago in Fiction
Pickles in the Land of Nonsense: Chapter 1
THE DESERT~~~ Pickles and Spiky set out into the desert, the sun beating down upon them. They walked for hours, the sand beneath their feet seeming to stretch out forever. Spiky was uncharacteristically quiet, and Pickles couldn't help but notice.
By Isla Griswald3 years ago in Fiction
Pickles in the Land of Nonsense
PROLOGUE~~~ Pickles was a strange creature, with a long snout, big round eyes, and bright green fur. He lived in a world where anything was possible, where the laws of physics and reason did not always apply. It was a land of pure nonsense, where every creature was unique and bizarre in its own way.
By Isla Griswald3 years ago in Fiction
Bobs Dream
I’m Bob. I hated working here, hidden away in my little cubicle. I put my head on my desk for just a minute and I was already asleep. In my dream, they promoted me to manager, then CEO. I walked into the office and fired my old supervisor and laughed as he left. Then I made the whole week casual Friday and let everyone wear whatever they wanted. My workplace crush asked me out. My supervisor came and woke me up. “Time to work,” he said. I wish I really could fire him. At least I can retire one day.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
I Got Grounded
I came home late and my mom grounded me. “It’s not my fault Maisons mom let me play video games late” I explained. “I told you to remind her to bring you home,” mom said. I went to my room and cried. I tried sneaking out, mom caught me. I’ll be ok, I thought, and played the Switch under my bed. Mom took that too. Now I’m bored. I’ll just dream of playing games. Mom can’t steal my dreams. I fell asleep. Darn it, mom was there too, stealing my games in my dreams. I’ll just throw a tantrum!
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
