Short Story

a regretful child
One day, there was a simple family consisting of father, mother and son. Son and father are so close, they often joke and laugh together.
By Evans_3 years ago in Fiction
The Misplaced Memoir of a Mismatched Parcel
I am an inanimate object, a mere vessel for secrets and surprises. My existence is defined by the contents I carry, the journeys I undertake, and the hands that pass me along. In the bustling streets of Colombo, amidst the cacophony of life, I found myself caught in a whirlwind of chaos and comedy.
By K.Moulis 3 years ago in Fiction
The Sound of Footsteps
I can't speak, but I can hear. My ears are sharper than the edge of a knife, even the slightest sound that is sometimes not heard by other people, I can still hear it clearly. Maybe this is my advantage among my weaknesses, which is that it is very difficult to communicate with the people around me.
By ananabigha3 years ago in Fiction
Father-daughter Dance
One hot tear trickled free. The billowing white dress surrounding me, reminds me of the dreams I always had as a little girl. Spinning around the dance floor I knew the moment would end all too soon. The song had only a few verses left.
By E. W. Lynn3 years ago in Fiction
High Yellow, Blue-black
Pencils sketched the dimensions of the product bottles and squeeze tubes. Sounds of erasing and rubber dust being swept off of paper created a symphony of productiveness. Computer screens matched the analog activity. A distant hum of the machines in the factory drove the minds of the engineers and artists that knew exactly what to do. When the time came for a break, thirty-one-year-old Galina Hoffstra looked at the snack machine and selected probiotics infused with fruit flavored water and celery. Her selections didn’t bore her. They propelled her mind to think. Even more than the gentle droning of the machinery in the background.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Disillusioned Feelings
"I said NO, and that's FINAL!" "But DaaaAAD!" "Morwenna, stop arguing." "Why can't I just-!" "To. Your. Room. Young lady."
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction
Starlings. Content Warning.
She was sat, having a coffee and gazing out of the window at the washing on the line. The sky was darkening. She should probably think about seeing if it was dry and getting it in. While she could.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Survivors of the Storm
Title: "Survivors of the Storm: A Tale of Resilience and Redemption" Amidst the vast expanse of the open sea, a violent storm brewed, threatening to engulf everything in its path. On board a small sailing vessel bound for a remote island, ten individuals braced themselves as the tempest unleashed its fury upon them. With waves crashing against the hull and winds howling like banshees, they struggled to maintain control of the vessel, their lives hanging in the balance. As the storm raged on, chaos descended upon the ship. The first to fall victim to the wrath of the storm was Captain Roberts, whose years of seafaring experience proved futile in the face of nature's fury. Swept overboard by a massive wave, he disappeared beneath the churning waters, his cries for help drowned out by the deafening roar of the storm. Next to meet their demise was young Timothy, the ship's inexperienced deckhand. In a desperate attempt to secure a loose line, he was struck by a rogue wave and thrown against the railing with bone-shattering force. His lifeless body lay sprawled across the deck, a grim reminder of the merciless power of the sea. As the storm intensified, panic gripped the remaining passengers, their screams lost amidst the howling winds. Mrs. Peterson, the ship's elderly cook, succumbed to a heart attack brought on by the stress of the situation. Her lifeless form was discovered in the galley, surrounded by overturned pots and pans, a tragic end to her years of service aboard the vessel. Meanwhile, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, a middle-aged couple on vacation, met their demise in a desperate attempt to seek shelter below deck. Ignoring the warnings of the crew, they descended into the darkness, only to be crushed by a collapsing bulkhead as the ship pitched violently in the storm-tossed sea. As the hours turned into days, the survivors clung to hope amidst the chaos, their resolve tested by the relentless onslaught of the storm. Among them were Emma and Sarah, two young women whose friendship blossomed amidst the adversity they faced. Bound together by a shared determination to survive, they found solace in each other's company, drawing strength from their unwavering bond. Alongside them was James, a brave young man whose courage never wavered, even in the face of overwhelming odds. With his leadership and determination, he guided the group through the darkest hours of the storm, his unwavering resolve inspiring hope in the hearts of his fellow survivors. Despite their best efforts, the storm showed no mercy, claiming the lives of three more passengers in its relentless fury. Mr. Thompson, a seasoned sailor who had weathered countless storms at sea, was swept overboard during a daring attempt to secure a loose sail. His body was never recovered, lost to the unforgiving depths below. Tragically, young Emily, a spirited girl of twelve, met her demise when she was swept overboard by a massive wave while searching for her lost pet. Her cries for help echoed across the storm-tossed sea, but they went unanswered, her fate sealed by the merciless wrath of the storm. As the storm finally began to subside, the survivors emerged from the wreckage of their shattered vessel, battered but unbroken. With their supplies dwindling and their hopes fading, they faced the daunting prospect of survival in the unforgiving wilderness of the remote island they had been destined for. For two long months, they battled hunger, thirst, and despair, clinging to the faint glimmer of hope that one day, they would be rescued. And then, at long last, their prayers were answered as a passing ship spotted their makeshift signal fire and came to their rescue, plucking them from the brink of oblivion and delivering them safely back to civilization. In the aftermath of their harrowing ordeal, Emma, Sarah, and James emerged as the sole survivors of the storm, their bond forged in the crucible of adversity stronger than ever. Together, they had faced the wrath of the tempest and emerged victorious, their resilience and determination serving as a testament to the indomitable spirit of the human soul.
By Là Jèhñ 💙3 years ago in Fiction
The end or a beginning?
The countdown begins. 60 59 58 This cop is trying his hardest to talk me off the ledge, he tells me I have a lot to live for. I look at my watch and see my timer nearly about to go off. I was born on May 2nd, 1974 at 7pm and I planned to die on my birthday, May 2nd, 2024 at 7pm. It was now 6:59pm. This cop has no idea my mind is made up, there is nothing he can say or do to me that will change my mind.
By Lyra Craddock3 years ago in Fiction
"The Musical Warrior"
Once upon a time in the small village of Melody Haven, there lived a boy named Aiden. Aiden was a quiet and timid boy with a passion for music that burned within him like a secret flame. Despite his musical talents, he lacked the confidence to share his gift with the world. He felt overshadowed by the more outgoing and assertive kids in the village.
By Keyur Porecha3 years ago in Fiction
Value of Full-Time Mothers
The value of a full-time mother is immeasurable and transcends any financial considerations. Stay-at-home mothers make significant contributions to their families, and it’s crucial to acknowledge their dedication and the impact they have on their households.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 years ago in Fiction
Cherishing Time with Our Parents
When my parents were still alive, I often didn’t appreciate their presence. I used to think they were too nagging and frequently irritable, and I would sometimes avoid going home. Little did I realize that their nagging was a manifestation of their deep love for us.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 years ago in Fiction