Stories tagged “burn”

  • Death By Toast?

    She had gone through the house, gathered up everything that was his, and burned it. She wanted no memory of him. She went to a hypnotist to literally erase any recollection of him that she still might have had. But she had forgotten one very important ...

  • Burned at the Stake

    Emily had never done anything outrageously wrong in her entire life. She had never called anyone a bad name or stolen anything, never even lied. Then why must she be tormented? Why did Ann do this to her? How can you hate a girl that does no wrong? Was...

  • Robot Hot

    I poked my hand out the door from the dark and felt the burn of the light once more. Everything was steaming, smoking and brown. Still no one came to save us. Tl134 plugged himself into his charge port as I lay down in my bed. Two hours later I woke to...

  • Ignore this. Double post.

    I awoke to a warm feeling. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the warmth on my skin. What could be causing this wonderful warm sensation? I wondered. Then, the gentil warmth became hotter and hotter. The temperature seemed to keep rising. I opened my eyes...

  • 32 Seconds

    Skin still burning, I leapt to my feet. It had only been an instant, but now the training began to kick in. I had exactly 32 seconds to find shade. The facts were flooding my consciousness. At 74 seconds I would die simultaneously from hyperthermia and...

    • Author: Pancake
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Trust

    They gave me a gun. But, I took the world, I thought as I turned from the room, placing my gun back in the holster concealed under my tuxedo. It felt light. It hummed. I could feel the heat of its muzzle ever-so-slightly through my white cotton shirt....

    • Author: Miss Molly
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • More Than Nothing (part 6)

    My muscles tightened to a cramp as I lifted my hand to my face. It felt slick to the touch, wet. Another droplet soon followed down the previous ones trail sliding down over my cheek and settling in the corner of my lips. When I opened my mouth in jagg...

  • More Than Nothing (part 7)

    All I could do was lay there next to the door. I just wasn’t strong enough to do anything more against such an impenetrable work. With out a ground it had no bottom, and no sky to make the top, side to side it just extended on and on. There was nothi...

  • Ashes Remain: Chapter Two;; Part 1

    I flew, taking the small cement stairs in great leaps. Eight flights later, I burst through a maintenance door, into one of the many side streets of the large city. Adrenaline pounded through my veins as I raced through the city streets, dodging the bu...

  • Darkroom

    I rifled through the cabinets, rooting out the offending pictures, the visual assaults on my wellbeing. They would all go. Not one print would be spared, not as long as they fostered such hurt. It was with good reason that I tossed them into the trash....

  • Fire

    Fire is a beautiful thing. I always cultivated it where I could, wherever I found it. Forests, houses, cities all felt the touch of loving fire. The gentle caress of the flame and the heat left them purified. Stripped of evil, stripped of injustice. St...

    • Author: K25fF
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Burning, Burning, Burning for You

    Rae sulked. Violet stood motionless in the night, able in her mechanical way to wait patiently for her point to be made. From within she detected humming, a melody so ancient her immediate data banks didn’t contain the reference. With a melanchol...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Smart Yet Naive

    As I tried liquid to burn through my walls, I realized that I was not burning through my walls, but in fact burning through myself. I burnt myself from not only the pain as the fluid ran dryly down my throat, but I burnt myself by making the eyes ev...

  • Neptune

    The man who later became the superhero, Neptune, was born a curly haired baby that his mother named Ryan. Ryan and his mother lived a relatively normal life until the week before his ninth birthday. Swimming in the pond behind their low income apartmen...

  • A Hundred Words Say More Than A Picture (1)

    Burn It’s not innocent anymore; can’t be with you, as your mutual respect is continually blackened in lust. Pain becomes a drug – intolerance leaving the cravings impossible to ignore. She’s an epitome of hurt. Burn that sickly-sweet desper...