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One Night. Content Warning.
"An A-minus?! Are you kidding me?!" Jon clenched his fists on his knees, his eyes glued to the faded grey carpet under his socks. His molars ached from the friction of him grinding them, the muscles in his jaw tenser than overstretched bungee cords. Even though he knew there was no point trying to plead his case, the words tumbled from his mouth before he could catch them.
By Natalie Grayabout a year ago in Fiction
Manu was punished for lying
Dear children! In a distant forest, there lived a group of cats. They all had a deep friendship. All the cats used to play together and even go out to eat together. The winter season had begun and the cold outside was getting worse. In such a situation, the cats found it impossible to leave the house, but they had to go out to fill their stomachs.
By Echoes of Lifeabout a year ago in Fiction
Unheard Words
He announced it as the door closed. Mr. Daniel Barrington at the head of the large oak table bellowed, but it registered as a whisper once Althea Groves, 41, had left the room. She stopped short and looked at the door. It seemed like an albatross spread its wings just at the entrance, but this became a phantasm. As Althea walked away. What did he say?
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Fiction
Seasons Are Transient . Honorable Mention in The Summer That Wasn’t Challenge.
The cumulus clouds neatly puncture through the heat haze rising from the smoldering asphalt. They cruise at a speed slow enough that pedestrians stop to admire them, hovering above their sweaty scalps as they gallivant through the streets. Floating through a late-July cerulean sky, the clouds are a visual reminder of the vivacity of summer, but also of its ephemerality. Soon, just like the clouds, summer will dissipate.
By Jose Antonio Sotoabout a year ago in Fiction
Full Circle
The heat swirls around my head while the wind in the rest stop picks up. Dust is in the air trying to make its way to my eyes, but my sunglasses are blocking it out… mostly. I had been standing here, waiting for her to finally be done in the bathroom, but she was taking her time. She knew as well as I did that the longer we waited, the hotter it was going to be in the truck. A truck that did not have the greatest working air conditioning system. It was the whole reason we left as early as we did, to beat the heat.
By Gunnar Andersonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Letter I Was Never Meant to Read
By Nadeem Shah It was tucked inside the back of an old shoebox—between brittle birthday cards and a black-and-white photo of a woman I didn’t recognize. I wasn’t supposed to find it. But fate has a cruel way of revealing things when you’re least prepared.
By Nadeem Shah about a year ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Remembered His Future. AI-Generated.
They said children had wild imaginations. But what happens when imagination becomes prediction—then prophecy? Ten-year-old Rayyan was a quiet child, the kind who observed more than he spoke. His mother, Layla, first noticed something odd the day he drew a detailed blueprint of a device she didn’t recognize. It wasn’t something he saw online or on TV. He simply said, “I built this. In the future.”
By Zulfiqar Khanabout a year ago in Fiction
