Love
Lucifer's Witch
Hiserly had been in the Morningstar House for almost a week. She had discovered that living in the country was so very different from living in the city. The grocer was more than willing to drive out to deliver her needed supplies. He seemed curious about her, apparently they hadn’t seen any activity in the House and it was rumored to be haunted. News spread like wildfire about her presence. She had caught people stopped on the side of the road along the fence line, watching the House with binoculars.
By Megan Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
The Stranger
“Twenty Years, five Months, and six days. That is how long it has been since the world went to hell. I was just shy of thirteen when the first few cases of the Corona Virus made national news. As the death count started to rise, we were forced into our homes. Empty streets were an eerie premonition of things to come. Then came the riots. Anger and hatred flooded the news.
By Kenneth Walls Jr.3 years ago in Fiction
She Turned The Lights Off, One by One
She wrote him a note on a day much like any other day before that. She nervously slipped it in underneath the door of the boy who had lived next door to her for almost all her life. With her trembling hands, she wrote him that she’d grow up soon, and she asked him to wait for her, until she does. She said that she was a little shy, but that she was sure he was the boy she would love for the rest of her life. She told him that she was saving her heart just for him, and she signed the letter with love, from the girl next door.
By Author Alice VL3 years ago in Fiction
Can You Paint Me A Love Story?
On the corner of a busy and bustling city street, she saw him behind his easel as people hurriedly passed him by, almost as though he was fiercely guarded from the world around him. He smiled slightly as he clutched a paint brush in his hand and whistled a love song that could not be drowned out by the lively noises of the streets. With each brush stroke, he brought to life the waves of an ocean that were crashing harshly on the sands of a beach.
By Author Alice VL3 years ago in Fiction
The House Where Love Once Lived
She began to tremble slightly as she stood in the shade of an almost fifty-year-old oak tree and eyed the old white house on the hill. She felt a gentle breeze submerge her, before a mild shudder ran down her spine, almost as though it was welcoming her back, but at the same time, scolding her for being gone for far too long. She could have sworn that the old oak was much smaller when she used to stand at that very same spot and call out his name, not too long ago.
By Author Alice VL3 years ago in Fiction
She Came Home Today
She came home today. She couldn’t quite figure out how many sunrises she had missed, or how many sunsets there were since she had been gone. She came home today, just as she promised she would come back to when she was still a bright-eyed teenager with a million dreams, and a gazillion smiles in her heart. She came back to the village she left her soul in, just like she swore she would come back for someday. Just as soon as she had found her wonderful.
By Author Alice VL3 years ago in Fiction
Leilani
I actually recall the primary day I saw her. It was in English. She had situated herself at the front of the homeroom and I sat down straightforwardly behind her. My companion Rebecca strolled in no time flat later and seeing that there was no vacant seat close to me, looked confounded.
By waqar jameel3 years ago in Fiction
The Photograph
She keeps a photograph of him hidden in a heart-shaped locked, in a memory box lovingly carved in wood she buries deep in the back of her closet. What was once just another ordinary photograph, has turned into a token of validation for her, as the years passed her by. The heart-shaped locket carrying the treasured photograph is a reminder of a man and a moment she should have disregarded, and left tucked away in the past. A simple photograph that wonderfully freezes time for her and distances the voices around her whenever she looks at it.
By Author Alice VL3 years ago in Fiction
The Narrator's Journal
Have you ever felt a connection so strong, it defied all logic and reason? A connection that came upon you in an unexpected and inexplicable way? It is a truly baffling and overwhelming feeling to suddenly be so intricately tied to another person, to feel almost as part of their soul. It's as if you are two halves desperately seeking to be made whole, unaware of that longing and completely unprepared for when you finally meet.
By Rachal Flewellen3 years ago in Fiction