Short Story

Where The Flowers Grow
Chelsea learned over the course of years that silence is often louder than shouting. Much louder. Her mother had perfected it. No slammed doors, no raised voices, no swearing. Just short sharp replies and empty glances. Meals eaten at opposite ends of the table where the only sound came from the knives and forks scraping against the plate.
By Lola Roseabout a month ago in Fiction
Sketch Space. Content Warning.
Ever since I moved to Losanti, Ohio, I've been doing my best to find my place here. The thing is, in such an insular city — where the first question people ask when meeting someone new is, "Where did you go to high school?" — fitting in is a tough task for an outsider.
By Jaye Poolabout a month ago in Fiction
The Sound of Footsteps
My name is not important. Not because I don't matter, but because there are so many girls like me. The girls who smile at school, who tell their friends they are fine. Girls who have learned how to hide things they should never have to hide.
By Lola Roseabout a month ago in Fiction
I Fell In Love With Her
"Sammy left me," I wrote in my journal. That's what my therapists told me to do. Write it down, they said. You'll feel better, they said.
By ToyaRenee about a month ago in Fiction
House of ill repute
I had never visited a prostitute before but, I thought, 'why not?' The more I considered it, the more I convinced myself it was the perfect solution to my little predicament.
By Raymond G Taylorabout a month ago in Fiction
I Thank Myself, Too
While this story is inspired by actual persons and events, certain characters, characterizations, incidents, locations and dialogue were fictionalized or invented for purposes of dramatization.
By Sky Saundersabout a month ago in Fiction
Trapped in the Park
I don’t know how I managed to get locked in the Rec after dark. I must have fallen asleep on the bench when I stopped for a rest after my long walk back from Beckenham Place Park. Not as fit as I used to be, I was feeling a little weary and breathless and so sat down on the bench for five minutes to recover and must have just dropped off. You’d think the park keeper locking up would have noticed me sitting here asleep and given me a prod or something. He must have thought I was a rough sleeper planning to camp out for the night. Bloody cheek!
By Raymond G Taylorabout a month ago in Fiction
A Shortcut at Night through a Desolate Landscape. Top Story - August 2026.
Phillip crushed a sizzling red butt into the roadside gravel with the tip of his sneaker. He’d stopped to call home, but it had been hours since he was in civilization and cell reception was useless.
By Amos Gladeabout a month ago in Fiction
Monster Heel-in-Law (Part 2)
For Cassie Horn, the last few weeks have been quite a whirlwind. First off, after defeating Kristina Richards inside the squared circle, Cassie went fully public with their year long relationship before finally popping the question in front of thousands and thousands of fans. The engagement party that followed saw Vonda Richards, Kristina's mother, arrive with her older daughters (Kristina's sisters), Vanessa and Serena Richards. Vonda Richards, a wrestling legend in her own right, the longtime villainous rival of Patricia Horn (Cassie's mother), and a former Queen of the Ring and eight-time World Champion.
By Clyde E. Dawkinsabout a month ago in Fiction
Trails
I am standing in a forest, lost. I wandered in sure that I could trust my sense of direction, amazed by the trees with their tail, straight branchless trunks, mushrooming out to create a green canopy blocking out the blue sky and the sun.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a month ago in Fiction
Don't Lose Your Cool
It was happening. They warned us that it was coming a few months ago. I’m not sure if most people believed them or not, but I’m sure they believe them now. Back in March, it was predicted that this was going to be a very hot summer. Last week, it was forecast that today would be the hottest day on record. And now it was here.
By David E. Perryabout a month ago in Fiction
I Was Looking For You...
"We're going to be late again. Hurry up," Terry said. In Keisha's eyes, he was always rushing her, always so impatient. Over the years she's been with him, she constantly gave him the benefit of the doubt. Was it because he covered her financially? Was it because he took care of her by buying her that diamond necklace after he apologized for his demeaning outbursts? She didn't know for sure; the only thing she knew was that when they returned from this trip, she had to tell him that enough was enough.
By ToyaRenee about a month ago in Fiction