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Angel's Landing
"I can't go on!" Louise was panting, hunched, her hands gripping her walking poles. This was going to kill her. She should have stayed at the bottom and looked after the bags, in the majesty of the burnt bright walls of Zion. But she'd lost a lot of weight and worked on her fitness so that she could join Steve on his adventure, like the dutiful partner she was. And she did want to stand on one of the most iconic places on Instagram and say that she'd done it.
Rachel DeemingPublished 3 months ago in FictionJust Being Frank
“Frank!” “Hmmm?” “Frankie!” “Hmmm?” “God, he must think that I like the sound of my voice or somethin’—Come ovah heah. Did you see my brain?”
The Ultimate Pawnishment
Max got up from his bed. He walked down to the living room and jumped onto the sofa. Before he continue to climbed to the window, he quickly glanced at the small clock hanging on the wall.
Verso de MedianochePublished 3 months ago in FictionDarkness Digging In Deep
Alas, I can hold my peace no longer. I have been stuck in this deary darkness set upon me by the collapse of the underworld below my feet. Little did we all know that this day would be the one that captures me by my ankle to drag me down to a world so far away from home, and all for just a simple bit of adventure. It was going to be so perfect for our little stroll after so many days apart from the outside world, yet here I am sitting alone in the dark with more of it than I can take.
Toby HewardPublished 3 months ago in FictionThe Solution
The device was humming, so they knew they just had to hit the button. “Good morning! How are we today?” The hologram was always a nice touch, thought Mildred. She and her partner made sure to get the most interactive features on the device. They had set up the appointment over a year ago and were not going to miss the set up for the price they paid.
Kendall DefoePublished 3 months ago in FictionWord Games With the Wife
* Author’s note: this 100 word microfiction story contains baaaaad words. Please use extra ⚠️caution⚠️ when opening. Thank you! *
Is 33 the New 100?
I just checked. As of today I have 99 subscribers. Yes, I'm about to enter triple digits. About to go centennial, earn the other big C, channel Franklin, and wax centenary.
Gerard DiLeoPublished 4 months ago in FictionWallet World
Hi. I bet you wanna know my name, well I’ve got news for you, I don’t have a name. I’m not a person, I’m actually just a piece of property. An important piece of property I might add, but I don’t think my owner caught that newsflash. I am a wallet and if you haven’t been living on planet earth for well, ever, then you should know that I house some of the most important belongings for my owner including: a driver’s license, money, credit cards, state issued ID’s, even MVP cards for when you wanna knock a couple of dollars and cents off some of that high priced food you’re likely to purchase at food lion.
Joe PattersonPublished 4 months ago in FictionThe Snow Fort
It was quite a snowfall for New Jersey. The kids were off from school, as was I. By kids, I mean my two daughters. I also mean the other four girls who get on at our bus stop.
Donna GerardPublished 4 months ago in FictionNo prob-llama
I’m naughty. I know I am. But the best kind of naughty. A race car red, runs-all-sorts-of-hot kind of naughty. I’m bright and I light up her world. We’ve been on many adventures together, travelled the world together. Wherever she goes, I go. It’s been that way for as long as I remember, since she plucked me from the squeaky clean plastic shelf where I waited patiently. On that shelf it was hard to differentiate myself. I was just another one of them, same colouring, same metallic sheen, same lick of flame. But no, no, since she picked me up I have become quite the globe-trotter. More than I had ever dared to dream of.
Further adventures within one day in the life of Ivan and Denis
Introduction The canal was an ugly concrete gash through the guts of the city. Thin brown water frothed by unhealthily on a warm day in late spring, carrying the dead smells of trash and urine and shit along with it.
Roderick MakimPublished 4 months ago in FictionThe Old College Try
“Do you wanna build a snowman?” Yvette laughed. This is what College life was about: spontaneous nonsense instead of doing assignments!
Lisbeth StewartPublished 4 months ago in Fiction