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Oluf Marshall7 hours ago
The Flatmates
To give some background, I should note that I am an anxiety sufferer. I am also something of an introvert who values time to myself. I think it’s partially to do with an onset of depression I had when...
Shane Laing8 hours ago
Betrayal
It was November 21st 2001, rain splashed down around me. I was so focused on her that even the cracking of twigs among the leaf riddled ground didn’t catch my attention. She was there, waiting. For wh...
Guilty, Not Guilty (Part 1)
I’ve never forgotten her; it’s been eight years now. She must have changed, aged, perhaps even wrinkled. I can only remember the youthfulness of her face; the dimple on her right cheek when she smiled...
Phoebe H5 days ago
Moral Dilemma Narrative - Joan from Accounting
The ceiling of my dismal apartment is the first thing I see. I breathe a deep sigh and force myself to my feet. I find clothes that I’ve worn many times before and I put a bagel in the toaster. I now ...
A Silhouette's Deception
He emerged from the obscurity of the alleyway, an unlit cigarette hanging out of his mouth. Freddie had never been one for smoking. He always found himself coughing too much, but he liked the way it l...
Brooke Vigil19 days ago
The Way Gordon Drove
It may have started the night before. My wife and my two young sons went out for ice cream near the Dairy Queen across the street. The phone rang and it was her—no, not my wife—it was Carmen and she w...
James Loss21 days ago
Chance Encounters
Randall knew he was never a lucky guy, if there existed such a thing as luck. He felt as though the subway doors always closed right before he stepped on, felt some other pedestrian always snagged his...
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Shant Suvalian25 days ago
Los Valencia
There is a special flower that blooms in massive quantities every year in Colombia, Bolivia, Peru, Ecuador, and some lonely parts of our own southern Mexico. A "perfect" flower by biological terms, it...
lily hollanda month ago
What Goes Around, Comes Around
The sink drains the thick red liquid from her hands after she snuck back in through her bedroom window. She stares at the dirt and blood stains on her and her clothes while the shower starts. The hot ...
Jamie Arcelaya month ago
Who Killed Me?
May 28th, 1998 Operator: 911, what's your emergency? Woman (in hysterics): Oh my God... Oh my God! Operator 911: Ma'am, I need you to stay calm and give me your location. Woman: I'm at River Station R...
The Wife
“Just stop, please!” Cheryl screamed while tears rolled down her face. “Let us go, dammit!” She was kicking her feet fiercely and her chestnut-red hair covered her face. It was energy wasted. The blac...
Abigail Nancea month ago
Porcelain Doll
When I was a child, I was lost. From the moment I was born, my life began to crumble around me. From a very young age I learned to hide my thoughts from the world, for the world thought them to be str...
Amy Rawcliffea month ago
The Time I Looked After Lucy
A lot of people around my town, Westvillage, call me a hero. I just say it's something I had to do, I couldn't let it happen. I have never been the sort of person to big myself up and I would always s...
Charlotte Humphrey2 months ago
Metal
They all knew he was going to be the one to do it. And they supposed it was fitting. He was the oldest, he was the quietest and, in truth, he cared the most. They weren’t worried about him. They were ...
Cassidy B2 months ago
The Storm
If you listen, you can hear the rain drops hitting the cement outside and nothing else. It's quiet, except for those drip drops falling ever so slowly. If you smell, you will smell the cold, wet air a...
Lindsey Cooper2 months ago
Gotcha
Chapter 5 What is that noise? Yelling…it’s yelling. Who’s yelling? “You’re a complete selfish prick! I hope that you know what you’re doing because I’m done with you. I’m done with your bullshit and d...
Lindsey Cooper2 months ago
Gotcha (Pt. 2)
Chapter 3 I jumped as the screen door slammed shut. Apparently, I was so deep in thought I didn’t hear the door open. Hunter emerged onto the back stoop in his sock-clad feet, still in his pajamas wit...
Lindsey Cooper2 months ago
Gotcha
“Oh my god! He’s dead! How could this have happened?” my brain screams. And yet, she’s continuing the CPR, in and out and in and out. The artificial breath for an artificial body that is no longer inh...