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Emmyful

Joined May 2009.

40 stories, 2 challenges, 34 comments, and 9 friends

Yes, I’m a Ficlets survivor. I write for fun and nothing else. I love feedback on my stories so don’t be shy if you have something to say! Constructive criticism does wonders for me.

In general I like to read, write, play the piano, knit and swing.

Send me a note if you want to say hi or start a series. I’m always open to new ideas.

Happy Ficlying!

-Emmyful

Stories

  1. Daddy, tell me a story!

    At age 1 I say… Daddy, feed me! At age 2 I say… Daddy, tell me a story! At age 3 I say… Daddy, play with me! At age 4 I say… Daddy, push me on the swings! At age 5 I say… Daddy, I want this toy. At age 6 I say… Daddy...

  2. And the Truth is...

    …that I miss you. (“Warning Sign”-Coldplay) It seems that there are Coldplay lyrics for every situation. If there aren’t Coldplay lyrics, there are certainly Beatles lyrics. If there aren’t Beatles lyrics, well…never...

  3. My Leg Hurts

    My leg hurts. Consequently, I’m uncomfortable. This makes me irritable. It also gives me writers’ block. I can’t focus. Another spasm. I don’t remember doing anything strenuous today. I don’t remember doing anything strenu...

  4. Feeding Daddy

    It’s a weird concept, feeding your own father. I never imagined that I would have to do this for him. I assumed that he’d always be the one to nurture me, at least until I was well into adulthood. You know what they say about assuming…...

  5. Moments like these are worth the pain

    I’m sitting in the passenger seat of my mom’s blue Honda Cr-V at the end of a three hour car ride. We pull up to the stoplight across the street from his house. It’s red, of course. My heart is pumping furiously as my hands begin to s...

  6. Dear You

    Dear You, The world seems a lot less cruel with you in it. Every time I look at you I see something reflected back in my eyes. I can’t place exactly what it is, but it brings new meaning to my life. I’ve come to realize that I can’t i...

  7. "Hold on. Let me get a screwdriver."

    “Emily,” the nurse called as she poked her head into the waiting room. “That’s me,” I replied as I stood up from my chair and walked gingerly across the room to meet her. She led me down the hall. “How have you been?...

  8. Connections

    I can see a connection between these flowers and my relationship with John. We had a rough start in middle school. Neither of us was ready for a serious relationship, but we tried it anyway. We went on one unsuccessful dinner date together during the s...

  9. Blooms

    In a few hours, I returned to my room and looked the flowers over thoroughly. They seemed a little perkier, but I couldn’t see much change. As my phone call with John rapidly approached, I wondered what I was going to tell him about the flowers. ...

  10. Flowers

    The flowers came in a box the day before my birthday. I brought the box immediately up to my room as soon as I found it on the doorstep. It was dirty and dented, and the contents inside were in an even sadder state. The leaves were wrinkled, the buds s...

  11. The Weight of the World is on My Shoulders

    Sometimes I hate what I’ve let myself become. I keep a cool facade at all times. I look fine when I’m really hurting deep inside. But others expect me to remain calm. They want me to help them with their own problems. It’s unacceptabl...

  12. Just Like Magic

    The first time we cuddled was just like magic… John and I were lying beside each other on my bed, after a huge Thanksgiving dinner, watching a horror movie. When the ending credits began to roll, I grabbed the remote and switched off the televisi...

  13. Pain

    Her chest heaves as she sits in her room, trying to silence the sound of her sobbing. She doesn’t want anyone to know; not yet. Crying is painful, sometimes more so than the actual emotional pain that causes the tears to flow. Her stomach hurts, ...

  14. Carol Never Wore Her Safety Goggles. Now She Doesn't Need Them.

    Every morning I walk into my Chemistry class and glance behind the teacher’s desk. Carol is always there, staring back at me with her sightless eyes. I take pity on her. I feel like I share some kind of bond with this mysterious blind woman. Some...

  15. Would it Kill You?

    Would it kill you… to say those three words to me, to tell me I’m beautiful, to tell me you can’t live without me? Would it kill you… to make an effort, to try harder, because you said you will? Would it kill you… to write...

  16. Just a Fleeting Dream

    It’s a warm July night. Aunt Krissie and I trudge up the hill toward the tent, armed with a flashlight, a radio, and a papillon. I look forward to snuggling into the warmth of my sleeping bag and giggling until I fall asleep, all the while listen...

  17. Running Out of Almonds

    I am running out of almonds What a tragedy I thought the bag was nearly full This just cannot be! I love to eat those almonds I eat them every day I have them as an afternoon snack This is what I say I cannot get another bag They are no longer on sale ...

  18. Love is a Strange and Beautiful Thing

    It’s terrifying, really, how deep in love a person can fall so quickly. I swore it would never happen that way for me. I told myself that I would never get too invested in any one relationship until I grew up. I convinced myself that I would not ...

  19. The Violet Hour

    “In the dark you tell me of a flower that only blooms in the violet hour.” I’m not sure what these words are supposed to mean, I’ve never been good at interpreting the words of other people but they always catch my attention whe...

  20. Breaking the Routine

    I look at myself in the bathroom mirror, and am shocked at what I see. I see myself reflected back into my eyes, but I look older, and not in a good way. I splash water onto my face and look again. My blue eyes glisten like the sea as they stare back a...

  21. When the Tears Come Streaming Down Your Face

    The tears just keep on falling. Yet I still find the strength to keep going. This is such a powerful thing. The pain keeps coming. I keep pushing back. I seem to be fine now, but… What about tomorrow? Next week? Next year? Where will I be? My tea...

  22. Here's to Madison

    I feel her pain. I know what it’s like when someone gives you their word and then goes against it. I know it’s only one phone call, but you don’t do that to a girl. She’s upset and I just want to be there with her, to comfort he...

  23. Ode to Zelda

    Oh, Zelda, dear Zelda. I knew you were different from the beginning. I’ve had a special place in my heart for you ever since. You’ve made me laugh. You’ve stolen my boredom. You’ve won my heart. I only wish you didn’t have...

  24. Letter to My Beloved

    I have conflicting emotions. What can I say? Being a teenager is not easy for me, or for anyone else. Sometimes I’m so happy, only to feel the opposite the next day. I just want you to know that I do love you. You’re the one that I want to ...

  25. Three Simple Words

    Sometimes I just sit here and wonder… How often do you think about me? How much do you love me? Are you even the same person you were when we embarked on this journey? Why are you so distant? Why can’t you be more understanding? Have you ev...

  26. Slipping Away

    I can feel it- that sinking feeling when he says it’s too much. I can feel our love slipping right out from under us. I want us to survive this, but I’m not sure if we can anymore. I don’t know if this is right anymore. There was no d...

  27. Not Like All the Others Before

    I’m perusing his Facebook profile when I come across Samantha. Normally, I wouldn’t think anything about the other girls that my boyfriend is friends with. However, I know Samantha is different. She made it quite clear in the past that she ...

  28. The Introduction

    Melinda poured the coffee from the pot into two Christmas mugs, then brought the mugs to the table. The man gingerly took a sip from his mug and placed it on top of the kitchen table as Melinda sat down across from him. The room was silent once again. ...

  29. The Explanation

    “I…I’m so sorry to have scared you. My girlfriend kicked me out of our house earlier this evening. I had to pack and leave as soon as possible…” the man said. Melinda slowly lowered the broom. “I just needed a place ...

  30. The Scream

    The man heard the crack of the phone dropping on the floor, then immediately a much louder thunk as the woman collapsed and began loudly sobbing. He didn’t know what to do. Maybe it was time for him to move on and get out of this woman’s ho...

Emmyful's Friends (9)

  • Render
  • .:Band Baby:.
  • ElshaHawk (LoA)
  • OrangeOreos (LoA)
  • Distant Memories
  • Sam Ervin
  • Catherine
  • Gurth
  • THX 0477

Emmyful's Followers (12)

  • Vail Indigo
  • OrangeOreos (LoA)
  • ElshaHawk (LoA)
  • K.O.
  • Sam Ervin
  • Distant Memories
  • Atjagape
  • Catherine
  • Gurth
  • Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)
  • barely28
  • Phylliskorkki