Love
Quitting. Top Story - February 2024.
Light pierced the cold darkness when the door opened and my husband's face looked down upon me. Unshaven, with haggard eyes, I almost didn't recognize him. I hadn't seen him in this state since he had returned from Iraq. I screamed for attention but I could not utter a sound. His hand passed by me, grabbed a beer, and doomed me to the darkness once again. I remember almost nothing but sudden pain, my daughter's shrill scream, and then blackness.
By J. S. Wade3 years ago in Fiction
Fearless Girl Lost to Charging Bull. Top Story - February 2024.
Remember how I was placed right in front of you at first? How mad you were about that, looking at me with your blood-shot eyes like you'd charge right at me if you could? You then thought and now I agree with you fully that me challenging you like that was actually changing your meaning?
By Lana V Lynx3 years ago in Fiction
Memory Market! A Heartbreak story (Part-1)
I was sad, wandering through the streets of my hometown. There were different two-story antique shops with old rust-colored doors and rusted shelters. The road was well-constructed, and beside the roads, there were footpaths almost 5 inches above the ground. The sky was flooded with clouds. I was wearing a long camel-colored coat, tight brown jeans, a hat, and long black shoes. Yup, I approximately looked like a cowboy.
By Muhammad Saad3 years ago in Fiction
Finding Love in Winter
“I’ll take the dog for a walk if you want to stay in bed,” you offer. It’s freezing here by the lake and walking the dog was the last thing I wanted to do, snow and ice crunching beneath his paws and my boots. My visits to your place were initially overshadowed by my need to get home in time to take him out, snowy drives back to the city punctuated by a quick trip outside to let him pee and a text from my flip phone to let you know we made it home safely. I’d tell you goodnight and let my dog’s gentle snores lull me to sleep.
By F Cade Swanson3 years ago in Fiction
Polly's Parrot Adventures: A Tale of Linguistic Prowess and Curiosity
In the bustling city of Aviania, where colorful feathers adorned every corner and the air was filled with the chatter of birds, lived a peculiar flock of parrots known for their extraordinary gift of gab. Among them, Polly stood out with her vibrant plumage and an insatiable curiosity that matched her captivating chatter.
By Christopher Ezeh3 years ago in Fiction
