love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Green
“It looks like alien blood.” His attempt to lighten the situation with humor lacked tact, but I forced a smile through the wet monsoon raining from my eyes and blurring my face. He was right. It didn’t look like anything that human veins could emit. My right hand, held firmly and unmoving in his grasp, was wrapped in gauze, oozing vibrant stains of red and green onto the white. Beneath the gauze a strange appendage stuck up straight like a sixth finger. I almost couldn’t believe that thing was my hand, but the pang of lightning burning from my finger up the inside of my arm was too real for it not to be.
By Deirdre Anna5 years ago in Humans
In The Drift
The fishing pier stretched out across the bay, and in the early light of morning, I could only see the dark shadows of two men, casting their lines and sipping their coffee. My feet hung over the edge of the bulkhead, swinging back and forth and I felt a bit like a small child on a swing. There was peace here, enormous peace, and I pretended that my soul was a sponge and that I could soak it all up, deplete the haven around me and divert it into myself.
By Crystal Davis5 years ago in Humans
The Thing That Comes In Waves
The water is too deep. It’s too dark, too. “Too” is my new resting state for anything even a smidge over the baseline of utter normalcy. It’s 80°? Too hot. We’re driving 70MPH? That’s too dangerous. It’s been four months? That’s too long. Can’t see the bottom? Too deep. Too dark. Too much.
By Tina Wargo5 years ago in Humans
Dave and the Marigold Flower
Dave lived a normal life, sleep, eat, and repeat. His life motto was based off this simple phrase but one he lived by. He woke up one morning and found a marigold flower sitting on his nightstand. Where could this flower possibly have come from? All the windows were shut. He didn't have any garden and lived alone. Dave got up and picked up the flower.
By Schyler Hess5 years ago in Humans
First Day In Paradise
I have gone to heaven without having to die. RS Central High School is paradise, on every hall around each corner in the Main Building at the Cafeteria walking the yard, i.e. campus, there are Angels everywhere. Some of the most beautiful Coeds in the Tri-state area call Small Town Friendly their home in general and RS Central High School in particular. I believe it has something to do with our ideal location. We live in the Isothermal belt, which allows for consistent weather patterns. The Blue Ridge Mountains protect us from extreme weather we are in the Foothills. We are strategically positioned in that we were an hour’s drive from 3 Major metropolitan areas: Charlotte to the east, Asheville to the west and Greenville/Spartanburg to the south. The different shapes, sizes, colors of the Hilltopper Honey’s make my head spin.
By Timothy Kincaid5 years ago in Humans
My Forever Kiss
On Halloween of 2014, I met the man of my dreams. I was in the backyard of my good friend’s house, about to take our kids trick or treating. I had pretty much given up on men and decided to put all my focus on my kids. But then a man carrying a box came into the backyard. He introduced himself to me before even putting the box down and shook my hand. It felt as if my heart skipped a beat and I got chills throughout my body. It was then that I knew I had met the man I had been waiting for.
By Jason W Schaefer5 years ago in Humans
Those important words!
It was the morning of July 4th, 2016. It was a nice day in Toronto. Ranveer’s wife Amrita and son Tushar were sleeping as they wanted to do so during the weekend. Enjoying his coffee Ranveer went on to facebook to chat for a while. His childhood friend Sonali was online and she sent him a message to chat. He would start chatting in a few minutes.
By Anshuman Kumar5 years ago in Humans
A Tribute, Before It’s Forgotten
Arms outstretched, my hands grasped for something familiar; fingers graced their touch towards something memorable... sentimental. For a time where life seemed simple-- uncomplex. A child growing tomatoes with someone who protected him. Flowers in a garden overlooking a forest just beyond the fence-- not to be trespassed, as what laid beyond was something dangerous-- something real. But what was ‘real’ to the child of grand imagination?
By Michael Damon Maverick5 years ago in Humans
Find Out What Your Love Language Is and How You Can Use it To Communicate Better
We, obviously, have a mix of each of the five, and some reverberate pretty much during various periods of life. Nonetheless, your prevailing way to express affection is the means by which you best give and get love, and something can help spark closeness in your relationship. Whenever you have found your and your accomplice prevailing main avenues for affection, it's fantastic the amount it can assist you with comprehension.
By Aiden Smith5 years ago in Humans
Dare to Love
I can't exactly pinpoint how it became to be. I think I had loved so hard, so many times and failed, that I wanted to succeed. I wanted to find someone that would love me unconditionally and be there through the end. Someone that would always pick up the phone. Someone that would not send my anxiety spiraling. Someone that that I could rely on.
By Marlena Anna5 years ago in Humans
