Short Story
Unpacking
The boxes and bags of stuff were not moving anywhere as the cleaning began in the cluttered room. Cate walked around the piles trying to figure out where to start her process. The order was important to make the process easier with the step-by-step method in the dusty room. The task would be daring, and yet the place needs to be clear and a free room for an office. The adventure begins as the picture came into view of what it would look like when it’s clean. The old version was pretty till it became the junk room. All the stuff had been piling up and ignored until now. The whole room needed to be sorted first, then placed. The time to clean had begun, and Cate was ready for the challenge of cleaning up .
By Sarah Danaher8 months ago in Fiction
Why I'm Glad My Twin Sister Died. Honorable Mention in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge.
The most unusual or unexpected feeling I have ever had was feeling glad my twin sister Holly died. Holly died last year when she was hit by a drunk driver trick-or-treating with her friends. I stayed home because I was sick and also I knew I was 'fifth-wheeling' because the group was all her friends and I knew no one would miss me. I did cry at first but mostly I am happy she's gone. I have never told anyone about this unusual feeling because I think my mom and dad would be mad and everybody would like me less than they already do. Why I feel glad Holly is dead is because of 3 main reasons which are that we were too similar (looks only), we were too different, and because after she died people are nicer to me. In this essay I will go into more detail about all of these reasons.
By Raistlin Allen8 months ago in Fiction
The Light Turns. Runner-Up in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge. Top Story - February 2026.
It's Tuesday 7:13 a.m. A cold and clear November morning awaits Ray on his morning commute. Ray rubs his hands together in the front seat of his Subaru. He turns the air temperature up, but keeps the air on low until the air warms up. He looks at the backup camera screen and reverses the Subaru out of his driveway onto Trimble Road.
By John R. Godwin8 months ago in Fiction
The Prophets of 2026
The Prophets of 2026 The world has always needed voices that look beyond the horizon. In different centuries and in different lands, Baba Vanga and Nostradamus became those voices. Both saw through the veil of time, each in their own language, each believing that the future was not fixed but waiting to be shaped by human choice. Their names are separated by five hundred years, yet their warnings for 2026 seem to echo one another as if history itself were repeating its lesson.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Fiction
The Breaking of a Union
Hephaestus had never been especially lucky with love. So, watching Aphrodite and Ares squirm in the net he’d made to catch them cheating didn’t particularly surprise or anger him. He crossed his arms and stared at them as they blindly groped for a way out. Finally, Aphrodite’s eyes lifted and met his. She scowled at him and lifted her chin defiantly. The irate spark in her gorgeous gray eyes made his heart leap despite himself.
By Morey Guntz8 months ago in Fiction
Boons and Curses
Before him lay his doom. Exasperated, Imperator Valatious collapsed into his chair. Beyond the hide walls of his tent, the evening air hung disquietingly still. He ran his weathered hands through a grease-stained mane of brown hair, uncut since the campaign began.
By Matthew J. Fromm8 months ago in Fiction
Evelyn Felix Gets a Prescription Filled. Winner in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge. Content Warning.
It isn’t a complicated task. Evelyn just hasn’t done it before, which is… a good thing, probably. She is twenty-seven, an adult (apparently), so with her grocery list and prescription in hand, she enters the store.
By Polite Adjacent8 months ago in Fiction
