Short Story
A Teenage Girl
In an old neighborhood where time appeared to move a little more slow, carried on with a 13-year-old young lady named Emily. Emily was a bundle of insecurities, always questioning herself and her value. She had a large number of companions, yet none she could call really faithful/loyal or mature. The only person she trusted would be her anchor was her cousin, Lisa. In any case, Lisa was careless and frequently ignorant about Emily's feelings, causing Emily to feel considerably more detached.
By Ashi Writes2 years ago in Fiction
Bloodbound Whispers
The village was surrounded by old oak trees, with streets made of cobblestones that twisted and turned like lost memories. Elias, the main character, was a loner—he watched life from the sidelines instead of joining in. Fear and worry wrapped around him, making it hard for him to make friends. He hardly ever left his house, and he avoided looking in mirrors as if they had a bad power. The person he saw in the mirror looked broken—a spirit torn apart by fear.
By yousef salman2 years ago in Fiction
**Top Gun**
In the sky, Maverick was a ghost. His sleek, gray phantom of an F-14 Tomcat danced on the verge of consciousness. Below, everything was a patchwork quilt of green and blue, with sporadic patches of white headland. He was a predator, refined through years of experience and instinct, waiting for the opportunity to seize the instant the target grew to fill his visor.
By Abdul Qayyum2 years ago in Fiction
An Awakened Mother's Rage
Her children... She could hear them... They were crying. Their dying words were calling to her. Something was here. Something that didn't belong. Visions played through her mind. Her children were running from large, cylinder-shaped ships made of a material that was not of her bounty.
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
Listen To The Noise. Top Story - July 2024. Content Warning.
That hurt. My nose was bleeding, I don't think it was broken but it was bloody sore. I didn't deserve that but it's always the one who shouts the loudest and hits the hardest that people take notice of me.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
The Decision. Top Story - July 2024.
As I woke up the sun rays sipped through the blinds stabbing my eyes reminding me of the reality I had to live with and the decision I had to make. No one rushed me to make a choice but time did, time wasn’t on my side. If I didn't make the decision soon I wouldn’t have a choice, time would have decided for me. Lately, my bedroom had become an asylum protecting me from the tension polluting the rest of the house. My parents’ gaze told tales of disappointment, embarrassment, confusion, or maybe worry. We never locked our eyes long enough for me to know which tale they wanted to tell, or maybe they didn’t want to influence my decision. The decision would have been easier if I managed to keep it to myself but the secret was heavy on me. In an effort to lighten the weight, I shared the secret, little did I know that by telling that one person my secret, they would start a veld fire that would uncontrollably and rapidly spread, burning through my reputation, friendships, and apparent future. Before the fires of gossip could engulf me, floods of opinions drowned me instead. What would be a better death, burning or drowning? Neither, the pain felt the same, both suffocating and slow. The clouds and sun had become my friends during the day, while the stars and the moon embraced me with sweet silent lullabies of tales as old as time. My secret was nothing new to them, they’d seen worse throughout their ancient existence. What a relief it was to finally have company that didn’t suffocate me with judgment disguised as concern but accepted me as their own. “What should I do?” I asked the reflection standing before me in the mirror and the faint shadow illuminating on the wall beside me. All the reflection did was stare back at me as the shadow stood still like a soldier, both silent but oddly soothing. They both felt what I felt and their bodies changed as mine did. Who could better understand what I was going through other than them? The reflection carried another reflection within her that might one day look like her or him or both of them or… just a memory that could have been. The shadow carried another shadow within her too that she might one day fade away into the darkness with her, that even during the darkest nights when I can't see her or be with her, she’ll have that little shadow holding her tight like his shadow once did or maybe she would continue to slumber in the dark alone till the sun came up. I had a life inside me that might one day look at me and call me “mama,” or an unlived memory that would randomly pounce on me till the day I die if I didn't die with the life. “It’s either me or it '' He had said, it hurt but I didn't blame him, we were still young and scared. I just hated that he was the only one who could get away and I had to fight the dragon before I could get away. I didn't want to be the one to make the decision, at least not alone. “What are your plans with the baby?” My parents had asked avoiding my eyes. The baby, my parents were the only ones that hadn't referred to the life inside me as an “It” which made it feel so real, I mean, which made the baby feel real. It was either the baby or masquerading the “crime/sin,” as a miscarriage to avoid judgement and disappointment that came with it, but instead be bundled up in blankets of sympathy. Sympathy seemed like a much better hell to burn in than judgement and disappointment, besides the guilt would’ve eaten me up before the flames of hell did. My mind had already been made up but were they ready, was I ready? ♤♡♧ NB: THIS STORY IS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF ONE OF MANY BOOKS I HAVE ATTEMPTED TO WRITE. The Original Title: Life Goes On. I started this story in 2021 and couldn't make it past chapter 3, I had been revisiting the story adding little by little till 2023 where i completely abandoned it. I hope you enjoy and stay tuned to the short stories that I once intended to be books. Thank you for reading ♤♡♧
By Ropafadzo Thokozani Zinyuke (Fadzo) 2 years ago in Fiction
