Love
The Ultimate Road Trip
**Love, Adventure, and Friendship: The Ultimate Road Trip** It all started with a simple plan: four friends, one beat-up old van, and a summer road trip to remember. Alex, Jamie, Sam, and Casey had been friends since middle school, and they had always talked about taking a big trip together. This summer, they decided, would be the one. No more excuses.
By dhian syah2 years ago in Fiction
2,900 Miles
Jessica and Ethan had been together for almost two years when life decided to throw them a curveball. Jessica got an amazing job offer in New York City, a dream come true for her career as a graphic designer. The only catch? They lived in San Francisco, and Ethan’s tech startup was just taking off. Moving wasn’t an option for him.
By dhian syah2 years ago in Fiction
Sad Love Rejection.
At the point when I ventured into the auditorium on the primary day of college, the room hummed with the energy of fresh starts. As I filtered the space for a seat, my eyes were attracted to a figure who appeared to emanate a quality of appeal and refinement. He was strikingly attractive, with an easy elegance that enraptured everybody around him. His name was Sovereign, fitting for somebody who appeared to be practically magnificent in his attitude. I felt a quick draw towards him, an attractive fascination that was however overpowering as it seemed to be peculiar.
By borsha afrin302 years ago in Fiction
Across the Miles
### Across the Miles It all started with a swipe. Sara was sitting on her couch in Boston, scrolling through profiles on a dating app out of sheer boredom. That’s when she stumbled upon Alex, a guy from San Francisco with a goofy grin and a profile filled with pictures of him hiking, cooking, and one awkwardly posed in front of a giant sculpture that looked suspiciously like a huge spoon. Intrigued, she swiped right.
By dhian syah2 years ago in Fiction
The Price I Pay. Top Story - May 2024. Content Warning.
Here is a link to Randy Baker's Challenge: Prompted #4 *** Joseph It smells like desperation. Actually, it smells like bleach trying to hide the smell of urine, death, and desperation permanented into the studs of my new home. Even as the perky redhead in scrubs pushes me around in my wheelchair, blathering on about the different rooms and the schedule for the week, I can see a man pouring bleach in a bucket, preparing yet another attempt to mask the bits of horrid smell still peeking through.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Fiction
Rage, rage against the dying of the night. Content Warning.
It all happened so fast. From the Doctor telling me there was no 'Get out', 'Hail Mary' or even a 'Wild Card' to the realisation I would not see 2025. No, no smart shuffle could cheat the reaper's reap this time. I wouldn't celebrate 25 years of wonderful marriage to my soul mate, Jenny. To say it was a shit card to deal with was putting it lightly.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
Impatiens for the Soul. Top Story - May 2024.
Content Warning: Mention of mental illness Impatiens for the Soul D. A. Ratliff Looking down at the colorful blooms bursting out of their pots, I remembered when my mother and I first planted these together. A lot of water has flowed since then—water for the impatiens and tears for me.
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
The Block Mayor. Top Story - May 2024.
Like every warm day, Terrence is finishing this day on his L-shaped porch, sipping whisky from a dented flask. Cars pass by slowly, and he watches young women pushing babies in strollers; he hears the neighbors’ arguments and knows which have a regular income and those who are unemployed. Terrence is the self-appointed block mayor, laying judgment on his fellow folk.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
