Stories tagged “bad”

  • Choice (Mature)

    The four kids stood on the corner, waiting for the bus. Darren grabbed the cigarrette and lit it. He turned to Maggie who looked up at him, squinting from the sun’s glare. "What will happen if you tell mom this?’ “You’ll th...

  • THE DAY THE EARTH STOOD KILL (Mature)

    LETS DIE!! she yelled as she shoved the grenade into the hollowed out goblin skull I’d been spitting my heroin into. Shit baby, I said, you know nothing like that can kill me, I said. But she was already dead, from the grenade. The cops came and ...

    • Author: Skull Man
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Eye

    The dreams started a week ago. I’ve had one every night since, and I think I’m going mad. I’m always sitting at my computer in them, not doing anything important. There’s a window behind me, and I can see the dim twilight from ...

  • Courage in the Courtyard (part 1)

    To my dismay, that twerp still haunts me in my dreams on occasion. Thankfully, when she appears in them, I do not let her turn them into nightmares. She just taints my dreams a bit with her evil—but I’ve learned by now that her wrath can’t hurt m...

  • Oh my God (I)

    “I’m sorry, can you… can you repeat that?” I ask. I know what he said, but I have to hear it again to make sure I didn’t mistake any words. “You’re about a month and a half pregnant,” The doctor repeats. ...

    • Author: Mr.Gabriel
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • So Close

    “Austin!” I say as he opens the door to his room. I take a glance at where Austin’s book is and thank God for it being placed exactly where I found it. “Sorry I took so long,” Austin says politely. I smile signifying that ...

  • Sophia vs Internet

    She rarely uses me anymore. Why bother working for her, if she only likes me sometimes? I do so much for her; connect her with her Ficly friends, she gets to have amazing conversations with Mr. Gabriel, and she can share her great stories. Why doesn...

    • Author: Mr.Gabriel
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Bookmark Part 1

    The bookmark. Simple, usually free, but used by millions. It saves your spot. A placeholder haphazardly thrown in to a book. For most, the bookmark has the emotional value of pocket lint. For Arthur, his bookmark meant something. Summer job. Nearing th...

    • Author: Dockboy
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Bookmark Part 2

    1 hour later. The theatre created an isolated universe for Arthur, free from the frustrations of his day. No further catalysts to further his anger and frustration. And it was funny as hell to boot. It was a great release. And he had none other than Te...

    • Author: Dockboy
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Dark Dreaming

    This is The Dream. I remember it so vividly, because of how eerily it mirrored the events that were soon to occur… I’m sitting in a room. A large, cavernous space. There’s a large, dark screen, spread across the wall in front of me. T...

  • Bad Day (Mature)

    Do you know those days where you just want to hit somebody-well todays one of those days. I swear if another person talks to me I’m going to snap. My anger and stress levels have reached an all new high. I couldn’t believe what that bitch d...

  • Unfinishable Boredom

    Where are all my friends? My world is much quieter without them. I guess that’s why I think all time Straighten up my mind give my body a chance to rewind. Still I end up in the familiar place, Surrounded by no one in an empty space Where I long for...

    • Author: Jackson
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Bright eyes, a tiny hand [or, To my cousin]

    Look at you, dear cousin. A new creature in the world, and probably curious to see what it has in store, judging from your sparkling eyes. They’re beautiful, you know, like dew or a winking, playful star. They light up every time you discover som...

  • One Shot, One Kill?

    Dropped straight into the heart of enemy territory. Crawling three kilometers over six days through Russian wilderness. Dragging along a 15kg Intervention sniper rifle. Not getting spotted by a single patrol en route. That was how damn good Lt. “...

    • Author: Nickel
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Demons Will Play

    Take last Friday night for example. The dive was swaying to some old Merle Haggard from the juke box. My friend and I were swaying to the beat of a fifth of something his cousin brewed, probably in a bathtub. Less than thirty people in the joint, and w...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Conflicting Mandates

    What it took was not a great deal of effort. The real problem came in the form of Doreen, their raven haired designated killer of anything resembling fun. I swear the girl had a bible in her purse and was likely to pull it out at any minute. The brunet...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • Ashes Ramain: Chapter One;; Part 2

    Before me now stood a large black man. A bead of sweat dribbled down my temple as I gulped what could have been my last breath. The creature opened his gaping mouth, “I am sorry, truly sorry to tell you this, but the corporation is having to make...

  • Drug Problem *Smash (Mature)

    In a gritty Sickly struggle Floatin over the city High on a subtle bubble Of cocaine, cigarettes, regrets Weed, and a greed filled canister Walking upright grabbing a banister A banished bastard without any answer Hears hello echo ‘help’ i...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Moment's Silence

    Before anyone could think to turn it off in good taste, a vid screen showed the results of the rupture. The monitoring unit one deck up and nearly 4oo meters forward still managed to capture the scene with disturbing clarity. The faint outline of the r...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ain't Got Nothin'

    “Whazzat?” Eli stumbles over a loose floor panel, kicking crushed, empty beer cans. Another can is in his hand, little drops slipping down the side onto his old calloused hands. “Issat ’ou, Mar?” “It’s me, Dadd...

    • Author: itsElisey
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
  • A True Friend's Embrace-- Glow and Grow Them as the Sun Has Done

    It’s fun To wonder Under the sun Until the day is done It feels right to welcome What becomes the night Turning on not a light bulb Only letting palpable Fretting dissolve Naturally like the earth revolves Actually alive enough to evolve And all ...

  • BAD Poetry (for D.E. Dewitt's cool challenge)

    Oh rosy Rosalind I’ve been pinned By a gentle breeze That carries My whine with its wind I am Vacant— A vagrant Spitting phlegm Needing some semblance Of acceptance— please embrace me again Kindly co-sign On love’s dotted lin...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Tyson's Trouble with Meat

    Along with quickly passing time and endless, circular thoughts of the upcoming days, Tyson paced forward and back in the waiting room full of Redbook and Parenthood from days gone by. Her chunky heeled mary janes clicked on the polished concrete floor ...

  • Bad Day

    The lights came on, buzzing with their electric noise. “Who are you?” said a voice from the distance. “I-I don’t know.” “Who are you?” the voice repeated. “My n-name, my name is Cassandra.” I looke...

  • stop thinking

    »Fuck«, he thought as he was standing on the same spot for like, don‘t know, the 12th time. Guess this whole thing climaxed in a mix of greed for stacking paper and smelling some new pussy. Never thought of everything like this before. Since colle...

    • Author: Seni
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5