Young Adult

The NEW Law That AI Determines Driver Eligibility
Past decades will be remembered as the moment driving stopped being a personal freedom and became a real-time privilege monitored by artificial intelligence.
By AnthonyBTV3 months ago in Fiction
First day
Celine kept her arm around me while she lead me down the long hallway. After a minute or so she opened a door to the right. Leading the way inside I saw a sewing machine, fabric, boxes with clothes, and a wooden room divider against the wall. "I'll need to take your measurements and it would be best without the blanket", Celine said. Shocked I flinched at the thought of removing the blanket.
By Lucy Torralba3 months ago in Fiction
Tomorrow Never Comes
The first rays of sunlight spread across the paddy fields like liquid gold. The village slowly woke to the sounds of roosters crowing and distant cowbells. A cool breeze danced through the green fields, carrying the scent of wet earth and fresh grass.
By Roshan Chauhan3 months ago in Fiction
Take Me Away
Scratches and bruises lay littered cross tender skin like a forgotten canvas that had seen too much. So she lay on the tarmac in the night time and watched the planes overtake her existence and dreamed of getting away.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 months ago in Fiction
The Back Story
What some see as simple, others know is pure insanity coming to attack them or the ones they love. It happens. One never forgets some moments in time. There are those special things like the birth of your first child, graduations, and of course, weddings. They seem so mundane, but that's because few know the entire stories of the different people experiencing them. That's the rub of the world and those events. Nothing's ever as easy or normal as it seems. How could it be, when there are humans involved?
By Jason Morton3 months ago in Fiction
Offness. Honorable Mention in They Shouldn’t Have Come Here Challenge.
A sharp hit to my ribs jolts me out of my deep sleep. I don’t remember falling asleep at Connor’s place but I guess I must have. My hand jumps to the sure-to-bruise spot. Maybe Connor let his dog in from the cold. Maybe it jumped up on the couch with me and took my breath away with its pouncing paws.
By Raine Neal3 months ago in Fiction
Make Sure to Trim First
He tried to be funny, tried to breathe through it. But the situation would be uncomfortable no matter how one went about it. Butt waxing was a distinctive experience. And while everyone had their reasons for it, it didn’t make him feel any better. So obviously he overcompensated by trying to be “outgoing” and “funny”.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 months ago in Fiction
My Mom Never Said "I Love You" — But She Did Love Me
My mother used to wait up for me when I came home late. The porch light would be on. The television would be playing softly in the living room. She'd pretend she wasn't waiting, pretend she'd simply fallen asleep in the chair.
By Padm R3 months ago in Fiction
The Day We Didn't Skip Rocks on the Lake. Winner in You Had to Be There.
Darren picked out the rock I did not skip. He spent minutes, head down toward the speckled sand, searching for the flattest, smoothest stone. While I sat under his umbrella, watching his curly hair fluff up in the wind.
By Kera Hollow3 months ago in Fiction
An algorithms last prayer . AI-Generated.
The sky was no longer blue. A dull amber glow hung like a dying bulb over the ruined skyline of Old Chicago. Concrete husks of skyscrapers jutted from the earth like shattered teeth, their glass eyes long since gouged out by fire, wind, and war. The streets below were veined with rust and silence, the echoes of humanity scattered to ash.
By E. hasan4 months ago in Fiction
The Village Night Market
His bag was heavy. Unusually heavy for a backpacker. The rush of the crowd outside the train quickly filled the void of the almost empty carriage.
By Joshua Maggs4 months ago in Fiction
The Basket House
October 18 It was a chilly afternoon in the neighborhood of Majesty Oaks Estates. The autumn breeze is blowing this afternoon, and it is a safe haven for both the birds in the trees and the neighborhood kids at play. One could say this was the safest neighborhood around. I find this neighborhood to be relaxing during the holiday season. Today, I must finish my last assignment before I graduate. I’m feeling anxious, but I am having faith that this project will go well.
By Nozomi Rose4 months ago in Fiction