Humor

Which one is TP?
So, my mom sent me to the market yesterday: She wrote a list of some specific items needed for the soup we were going to cook.
By Jide Okonjo5 years ago in Fiction
Rolling
The apple had waited for weeks. Its stalk fibres twanged, one by one, until finally, the pull of Newton's pesky gravity was more than they could withstand. The apple fell to the ground with a plop. Freedom.
By Ayban5 years ago in Fiction
And the Dead Shall Rise, Maybe Around Noonish
When it was first reported that the dead had begun to rise, all I could think of were the zombie movies I’d seen. Mindless, rabid monsters seeking human flesh. Few of the living ever survived as the rest of the world fell to the ravenous undead.
By Lauren Triola5 years ago in Fiction
The animal inside
My name is Garfield Logan, but please call me Garth. Boy do I have an interesting story to tell you. I don't know how I should tell you this but I have some interesting, abilities. I still don't completely understand my powers, I don't even know how I really got them but that's not really important. There are shape shifters, I think. But I can't think of any other metahumans that can do what I can do. For some weird reason, I have the ability to change into any animal I want. Oddly, I always turn out green for some reason which is strange but again that's besides the point. The first time I had a transformation I was just walking in the woods when a mountain lion came out of no where. I was absolutely terrified but I remembered the rules, never run because it will trigger their predatory instincts. Instead, you should stand your ground against a mountain lion. Make yourself as large as possible and make as much noise as possible, and the lion will back off. So that's exactly what I did. However when I did something very strange happened, the roar I made sounded exactly like the roar of a bear. Almost immediately the lion ran off back into the woods. I'd never made a sound that loud. And when I looked down I saw my hands turning into paws and felt myself getting taller. Apparently I transformed into a bear. Thankfully for me I wasn't stuck as a bear, I actually transformed back into myself very quickly but it was scary to say the least.
By Dyllon Rodillon5 years ago in Fiction
When You Meet A Guy At A Bar
When you meet the love of your life at a bar in Chelsea at 2 am on a Friday night, refuse the drink he’ll offer you. And refuse it again the second time he asks, or he’ll ask you about your day. You’ll want to tell him that your dog got put down. Don’t tell him that. If you do, he’ll tell you that he has a dog that he loves very much (you invited the vampire in, didn’t you?). He’ll tell you his name is Hubert. You’ll laugh because whose name is Hubert? The dog? He clears this up for you. The dog is Hubert. He’ll show you a picture.
By Sierra Thompson5 years ago in Fiction
Pandemania
Beyond the rolling hills of crocus, past the mahogany park benches at the communal grounds, a commotion unfolded on a prominent housing estate.
By Dina Alexander5 years ago in Fiction
Where Have All the Mambos Gone
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mambo Number Five…” Zoe cursed as she turned off the song. No, no, no, it was all wrong. She could find nothing on the Internet. Nothing. They were gone. They were all gone.
By Lauren Triola5 years ago in Fiction
Best Choice
They say that being indecisive is hell on earth, for the pain of being put on a crossroad is, perhaps, greater than the pain of losing an opportunity. With that said, let’s venture inside Ann’s mind. Growing up, Ann had her fair share of moments when she felt like two tiny copies of herself would dispute the century’s tug of war, but she not for once saw an end to that. Her little versions of herself would pull and pull for as long as her mind continued to function. The consequence of which was, undoubtedly, exhaustion. Her mind was a forest of conflicts that grew on the shadows of each other, and as they grew, they fed those that grew beneath them.
By Assores5 years ago in Fiction
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?”
By Roxanne Hale5 years ago in Fiction
My Zombie Co-Worker Asked If He Could Pick My Brain and Then Things Got Weird. Top Story - October 2021.
*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.
By Jessie Waddell5 years ago in Fiction
A 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.
By Robert Lee5 years ago in Fiction
The 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.
By Adrianna M. Braun5 years ago in Fiction