Young Adult
Death's Pond
February of 2021 This is the second time it's snowed in my life so far. The news said it won't just snow, the pipes will freeze, roads will ice over, and businesses are sure to be closed until further notice. Yesterday and today the roads weren't much of a threat to drive so people could afford to go to work, hopefully without running into some black ice. My manger gave me a call and asked if I wanted to work I decided why not, I could always use the money. My mom was a bit worried about dropping me off today, until I mentioned that Andy would be closing with me. We agreed that she would pick me up after my shift ends. If by any chance mom isn't there 10 minutes after Andy and I call or text, go to Andy's house. She's the only person mom trusts enough with my safety.
By Lucy Torralba5 years ago in Fiction
Broken Vow
It's falling slowly, a shower of earth knocked free from its bed by the heavy impact of a grown man's body. His vision is spinning, creating a mesmerizing tornado that begins to lull him into a state of forgotten peace, the shouting around him growing muffled and meaningless. The pain resonates throughout his body with the impact of another boot or two, but it's hardly more than a nuisance at this point, and he's focusing on the floating, drifting bits of sand and skin as they make their way toward the ground.
By Kai K Colby5 years ago in Fiction
Daren "D" Word
Daren watched the microwave closely as it popped his popcorn with satisfying syncopated pops. The smell filled his nose and lifted his spirits on this particularly, dark and quiet night. The common areas of the house were empty and dark because his roommates were both in their rooms playing video games.
By David Brandy5 years ago in Fiction
Coming of age under a pear tree
We’re more than halfway to the Outer Banks on our annual summer trip, but boy it’s dragging. The original plan was to try a new beach every year. But love can cause a twelve-year-old to throw the type of tantrum that forces a whole extended family into going back to the same beach each year.
By Ryan Weingartner5 years ago in Fiction
The Trivial Story
With the thought of what Prince Damien had said I couldn't help but think maybe he could be right about me giving him a chance with our lives. Something was telling me that there could be something between Damien and I. Once he left the balcony and left me to my thoughts, that's when I was startled by Eric.
By Manda Marie5 years ago in Fiction
Frozen Memory
Lacey’s feet recalled the sensation of gliding as she walked briskly past other students, through halls lined with artificial lights and walls the same color as manila folders. The space around Lacey widened substantially as she entered the lunchroom, but the air around her turned muggy. Large fans placed strategically throughout the space seemed to do little to cool the air. Lacey knew she and her friend Grace would have to eat in the courtyard again.
By Christy Rentschler5 years ago in Fiction
