Love
A Twist of Fate
Title: A Twist of Fate: The Lottery Ticket By Maximillian Donald Eckhardt Max, a contented middle-class man, returned home after a long day's work to his modest abode where his family awaited him. Their humble existence, sustained by an income of $1200 per year, brought him a sense of satisfaction that few could understand. As he settled onto the sofa after supper, he picked up the newspaper absentmindedly, unaware of the surprising turn of events awaiting him.
By maximillian masali3 years ago in Fiction
First Comes Trust; Proof Comes After
She sat by the fire and watched as the embers sparked, disappearing like lazy lightning bugs dancing their grandest escape into the starlit sky. Silently she planted herself, listening to the melody of chirps, chatter and whirs of insects that were now more like an exploding crescendo crashing in the grand finale of a roaring symphony at the edge of the forest. In that moment she had never felt more alive.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Mr. Murder Tree. Content Warning.
A Terrifying Tremulous Trees origin story Long before I was known as Mr. Murder Tree, I was known as Muata, The Mighty Oak. This was a name given to me by a Miwok named Honon. Even though his name meant bear, I called him The Yellow Jacket catcher, and he called me the same when he gave me my name. Before him, I had no name.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Virtual Shadows: Confronting Cyberbullying in the Digital Age
In the digital realm of Cybertech High, where the hum of computers filled the air and the glow of screens illuminated the faces of students, there existed a darker side of connectivity - a shadow lurking behind the bright facade of technology. His name was Ryan, a seemingly ordinary student whose online persona hid a cruel and malicious streak. He was the cyberbully of Cybertech, his words slashing through the virtual landscape like knives, leaving scars that were invisible but no less painful.
By Zu Wei Chong3 years ago in Fiction
Lavena's Sacrifice
"Why are there so many of them?" she screamed. "You tell me, you're the one who called them here." Lavena turned her head to the night sky. Moonlight flooded in through the observatory's roof. The stars in the sky had doubled, but Lavena knew the new lights were not distant balls of burning gas.
By Bradley Ramsey3 years ago in Fiction
Bridge Over Troubled Water. Top Story - March 2024. Content Warning.
At 29, you'd think I would have felt an overabundance of emotion by now. But, I haven’t. Each day, I maneuvered mechanically neither awake nor sleep. My life has been one dimensional and gray. It's been lukewarm. And it's essence has completely passed me by. My name is Gabriel. And this is my story.
By Jennifer David3 years ago in Fiction
TV Syndrome
I opened my eyes with a sensation of fear in my heart, a feeling of dread in my mind, and caution — tantalising. I knew very well the meaning of my bed — General Hospital. It may be true that the eye is the best artist and the greatest composer, for next to me, to my left, on a parallel bed, lay a doll — perfection does not exist — thus she had to be inanimate. She told me that her name was Dorothy Newhart and that close friends called her Dolly. My Heartbeat got stronger and louder — my chest became the amplifier of my feelings. I wanted to be with this darling creature, this 20/20. She told me that I could call her, Ms. Newhart, since she believed that I had no chance of Loving her. It was a replay of the legend of the Beauty and the Beast, but I was no beast — I was a Hunter.
By Patrick M. Ohana3 years ago in Fiction
