Short Story

Just My Imagination
Amy had driven past this house on her way to work every day for the past 6 years. Admiring the white picket fence, cute cozy porch and welcoming windows. "If only I could have a place like this," she thought, "My whole life would be different."
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Fiction
The ticking of the clock
The ticking of the clock is louder than it ought to be in a home much like this one. In the meanwhile, I am waiting for her at the kitchen table, where I am using my thumb to trace the grain of the wood. It is the third time this week that she has been tardy. There is always an excuse for my sister, Mara, whether it be traffic, a short-notice errand, or the fact that her dog ate her phone. In response to that last one, I can't help but chuckle as I picture her golden dog, Max, chewing on electrical boards. Coffee that has been burned and rain from the previous day combine to create a musty odor that clings to the drapes in the room. From the outside, the streetlamp is flickering, and the shadows that are thrown through the window are jagged.
By TheNaeth2 years ago in Fiction
The Challenge
Vanessa Russo had quite the double life. By day, she was a genial and a dedicated high school teacher whose motivation was guiding her students.
By Clyde E. Dawkins2 years ago in Fiction
B.E.R.T.H.A.
"These daily reports are amazing. Thank you so much for them." The President said. "Please, don't thank me..." I started, but he cut me off.
By Alex Torres2 years ago in Fiction
"The Forest's Center"
"The Forest's Center" Emily did not think magic existed. She had been raised in a world of obligations, deadlines, and timetables. She was an accountant who valued facts over fiction and statistics over stories. But the day she fell into the forest, everything was different.
By Rajoan Islam2 years ago in Fiction
The Day It Started Raining Personal Clouds. AI-Generated.
It was a Tuesday when the clouds got personal. At first, no one noticed. A gray sky, a drizzle here and there—nothing unusual. But by 10:47 AM, every person on Earth had a small cloud hovering precisely two feet above their head. Not a shared storm. Not a city-wide weather pattern. Each individual, from toddlers in strollers to CEOs in boardrooms, suddenly had their own little weather system.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran2 years ago in Fiction
Detour Vacation
Sandrine squeezed dollops of hair cleanser, hair moisturizer, facial skin cleanser, facial skin exfoliator, and body cleanser and poured splashes of balancing toner and her favorite perfume oil, facial moisturizing gel, body cream, and a detoxifying clay mask into tiny clear jars, all labeled. She packed them carefully into a pod and slipped them, now snugly contained, into the corner of her suitcase. Moving on to medications and vitamins, she repeated the process, counting each prescription and over-the-counter medication, locking them in their tiny vaults, and placing each neatly inside their packing pod for safe transport.
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Fiction
Jealous person
When you meet a ''jealous person'', remember these 10 things ..!! 1. Remember that.. He's jealous, because he wants to have.. ''A life like you''
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Fiction
Should You Learn To Swim?
"In 1941, I was in the armed services. The Navy. I never learned to swim, but I was told that most of the time I would be on a ship and wouldn't get much fighting time. Then they said that when there was fighting, the ship would be doing the fighting."
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Fiction
Old lovers3
5 Li Jianxin realized that this time, Zhou Lisha was determined to make a clean break with her past—not just from the man, but from the six painful years she could hardly bear to look back on.
By MU ZHENHAI2 years ago in Fiction
Old lovers2
3 As soon as the taxi pulled up to the hotel, Li Jianxin spotted Zhou Lisha standing alone in front of a tourist map near the entrance, her demeanor subdued.
By MU ZHENHAI2 years ago in Fiction
Old lovers1
1 Li Jianxin had just seen off a client at the airport when, while waiting for his ride, he absentmindedly scrolled through his social media feed and stumbled upon a new post from Zhou Lisha.
By MU ZHENHAI2 years ago in Fiction