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Farewell to KJ. Top Story - October 2025.
March 18, 2025. 2:20 AM. Text Message: "Kathy is now in the arms of Jesus." It's mid-October 2025, and I sit in my classroom across the hall from where Kathy used to sit every day. We used to wave to each other, and she would come over to my room for a brief chat, a cup of coffee, or both. She was hired to fill a teacher opening that had been unfilled for more than two years, and she took up her duties with great enthusiasm. We became friends quickly, but in late 2023, we had a dust-up that injured feelings and caused us to be estranged for several months. When I finally came to my senses and sought to make peace, she was more than ready to forgive, and I'm so glad we did.
By Mack D. Ames11 months ago in Humans
Looking for Mr. Goodbar (1977): A Hateful, Sensory Nightmare Masquerading as a Movie. Top Story - October 2025.
Looking for Mr. Goodbar Directed by: Richard Brooks Written by: Richard Brooks (based on the novel by Judith Rossner) Starring: Diane Keaton, Richard Gere, Tom Berenger, William Atherton, Tuesday Weld
By Sean Patrick11 months ago in Geeks
Handprints in the Sand. Top Story - October 2025.
A poem titled "Footprints in the sand" ends with the three words "I carried you." No one poet gets full credit for that famous poem so most of us who know the poem simply agree the byline goes to "Anonymous". As a longtime fan of the poem, it gave me hope and peace on harder days. Upon more current analysis of the poem, I wonder why "footprints" got into the title instead of "hands" if the poem's big bang ending is "I carried you." I suppose it was a group effort between feet and hands. I've always noticed my feet and hands. The shape, size, and the particular markings that may make them very different or unique. Hands seem to have more personality traits (or marks) than feet. Whether you are a gypsy mystic witch reading palms to guide a confused soul, or you're a police officer studying the fingerprints of criminals in data base files, you have seen that the hands of different humans have very distinct and unique markings. Like snowflakes, we all have hands but the designs are all unique. I learned how to read palms at a very early age and have kept my eyes on my personal "road map" for my entire life. Both of my palms show two major markings (Triangulum and the Letter M) which some mystics believe have significant meanings. However, my right hand and my left hand also have unique attributes and markings that show different routes as if looking at different maps. For example, I could say my right hand shows the map of my life in Florida, while the left hand shows the map of my spiritual life, not here on Earth.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman11 months ago in Humans
FPS: The Sonnet of Shadows Challenge Winners
Welcome to the winners announcement for the second challenge in the Fall Poetry Series. The Sonnet of Shadows was especially tough to judge, so many standout submissions made choosing just a few a real challenge.
By Vocal Curation Team11 months ago in Resources
Sanctuary. Top Story - October 2025.
Slipping between shadows, he knew safety was close at hand. Just a little further, a little closer and he would... A cry went up instantly, ripping open the evening lull, and the clink of mail quickened, loudened, heading his way.
By Joe O’Connor11 months ago in Fiction
The Truth About My First Breakup. Top Story - October 2025.
--- During my senior year of high school, I took on more than I could chew. I went to school full-time and had a job where I was working nearly 40 hours a week. On top of that, I took college courses on Wednesday nights and Saturday mornings. As if that weren't enough, I also had a full-time boyfriend.
By Edward Anderson11 months ago in Pride
The Wild, Reckless, and Deadly Story of New Jersey’s Infamous Action Park. Top Story - October 2025.
Across the world, amusement parks promise safe thrills — a place where families can escape for a day of roller coasters, water slides, and sugary snacks. But one park in New Jersey became a legend for all the wrong reasons. Action Park wasn’t just a thrill-seeker’s dream — it was a lawsuit magnet, a chaos zone, and arguably the most dangerous amusement park ever built. Locals nicknamed it Class Action Park and Accident Park, and honestly, they weren’t exaggerating.
By Lawrence Lease11 months ago in Geeks
The Cry in the Water Part 8. Top Story - October 2025.
It had been waiting for them. Quietly, patiently, waiting for them. In a moment of retrospect, Jayr realized that it had probably been there for the last few minutes or more after locating their foot falls or the sounds of their voices. The creature was intelligent, cunning and beyond subtle when it wanted to be. Only now that it had been revealed, did the creature allow the translucent nature of its scales to regain their original color. A dark black shade, polished surface like obsidian, covered the creature entirely. Only it yellow eyes, large great orbs with vertical slits like a cat, stood out against the inky blackness of its body, and these burned with intense focus.
By Jamye Sharp11 months ago in Fiction
Hazel. Runner-Up in Parallel Lives Challenge. Top Story - October 2025.
In another world Hazel was dead. Arin knew because he threw up at her funeral. All over his shoes. The casket. The pretty flowers he used to grow for her. All of it covered in vomit like some last desecration of her beauty. Hazel should have been one of those untouchable things, a crystal figurine put up on the highest shelf and locked behind closed doors to avoid breaking.
By Silver Daux11 months ago in Fiction
What happened in Brechan Woods?. Top Story - October 2025.
Every autumn, I make my way through Brechan Woods. It’s a huge place, and for those three or four months each year, it becomes my second home. I know it as well as my own garden, but don’t be fooled—familiarity doesn’t mean it isn’t filled with incredible surprises. There’s an abundance of wildlife to enjoy there: I’ve seen deer, foxes, squirrels, and countless birds. If fauna were my thing, I’d be satisfied by its variety—but I’m not a fauna enthusiast. I am a mycophile: a fungus lover.
By Simon Curtis11 months ago in Horror
