Stories tagged “change”

  • Burst

    I think one day I’m just going to burst. One day, I’m just going to spill it all out. I’m going to tell you everything… before I can stop myself. I’m terrified of this day. Because… it’s going to screw everythi...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Difference

    The other man was less abrupt, he quietly left her alone,waiting in the shadows until he could try again. So, the girl slowly beame comfortable with the man she had chosen. She told him what had happened to her, the same thing he had done to others. Th...

    • Author: Ashita
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Tips

    “Thank you, ma’am, I greatly appreciate it.” The jar’s boy was slumped nonchalantly against a tree, playing an old guitar and hoping to wake the spirit of the drifting musician in the passersby. Clink went the spare change as it...

  • Souls of Rainbows

    I don’t believe that everything happens for a reason. I don’t believe in fate, I don’t believe in destiny. I don’t believe that things are planned out in advance, and I don’t believe that we’re in control of anything...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • CHANGE

    “You are to tell me that one press of this button, and all as we know it will change FOREVER?”

  • Ramblin' Wo-man

    Sometimes I just want to run away, yanno? But it makes me feel guilty. This life isn’t too shabby. I have a roof over my head, food, and stuff. But I’m not happy. The open road calls out to me on my way to work every day. I want to turn off...

    • Author: Delynn
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • What a useless invention!

    To Thomas, it looked like some kind of squat rocket, but without a nose. A computer screen, relatively tiny, adorned the front, along with a small black keyboard. “What is it?” “A Changer!” squealed his always eccentric friend, ...

    • Author: ahobday
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Teddy Tales

    I walk into my room, suitcases in hand. I think I expect the scent of oak polish rather than actually smelling it. I glance around and involuntarily, I feel the corners of my lips tilting upwards, the cream curtains, the dark red walls, the four-poster...

  • All The Ingredients Are There (Mature)

    See Warren, age 5, playing with LEGO at school. He slips a LEGO man into his pocket to take home. Noone notices. Later he will tell his Mum it was a present from his teacher. See Warren, age 9, standing in a hospital corridor awkwardly watching his Fat...

    • Author: Ben Paddon
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Ingredients Aren't Always Apparent (Mature)

    See Charlie, age 5, playing piano. She’s learnt the right-hand for Beethoven’s 5th Symphony and her father tells her he’s proud of her. She smiles. She’s proud too. See Charlie, age 9, as she wanders around her parents’ ne...

    • Author: Adam Croft
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Change

    Removed for modification – not sure how well it works as is yet.

  • "Try changing the tone of the sentence..." (Mature)

    “You know, you talk too much.” Nothing. “You know, you talk too much.” Nothing. “You know, you talk too much.” Nothing . Stupid machine. The sign says it is a talking machine full of surprise responses that are rando...

  • Shadow Of A Doubt

    “Come on, Laylani. Shhh.” Oliver pleaded. “You know I don’t know either. We are who we are and eventually people will learn to understand.” Laylani continued to sob into his chest. “I know, I know. You always say tha...

  • Oliver Deals With Victoria

    Oliver looked into the suddenly blue eyes of his friend and realized that she had changed over. “Victoria?” Victoria grinned at him, coldly. "Exactly what do you mean by “both my personality’s like to behave themselves̶...

  • These Changing Promises

    There will come a time when you lose everything you ever loved. People will go that always said they would stay. Words won’t express what you need to say. Faith will be lost. Hope will seem far. Emptiness will engulf your being. You’ll chan...

  • smile

    She was the new girl. No one knew her. They saw her with her auburn hair and her steel gray eyes. They saw her with the notes scribbled on her hand. They saw her carrying pleasure books and a leather bound journal. They saw her and they called her diff...

  • Humble High

    “Rah rah, sis boom,” the beautiful voices of the students from Humble High sang, cheering for their football team that never touched the opponets, just danced around them, gracefully taking the ball and scoring. Everybody was quite uniform,...

  • Humble High

    “Rah rah, sis boom,” the beautiful voices of the students from Humble High sang, cheering for their football team that never touched the opponets, just danced around them, gracefully taking the ball and scoring. Everybody was quite uniform,...

  • Trust (II)

    After school, I look for Ethan. I see him walking out of Confession. “Ethan!” I shout trying grab his attention. He looks surprised to see me. “What are you doing here?” He asks. “I should ask you the same question,”...

    • Author: Mr.Gabriel
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • 2009, My Story Part 1

    Staring out the window as light snow falls, I think about 2009. This same time last year I was full of tears and fear. I was heart broken by rejection. My heart longed for something more than what it had. My hope was dwindling. I was tired and weak eve...

  • Tomorrow

    As the wind howls in the night, My mind and I have a fight, Of what to do, what to say Because tomorrow will be the day When everything is about to change.

  • Obsessed

    “He told me he was majoring in nursing, and I am too. We have so much in common. He said he wants to take me to London after the semester!” I said enthusiastically. “Malika, all you’ve been talking about is this crazy guy. Can w...

  • 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. ...

    • Author: Emmyful
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Next Stop

    Returning to Ohio had been a pleasant rest, of a sort. Certainly it had reminded him why he left in the first place, and that chronic boredom was the greatest motivator a traveller could ever know. It was time to move again. He sat in a squalid railway...

  • Moving Cities

    He stood at the bus stop, his body shuddering to the dull thud, thud, thud of the city beneath him. He glanced round at the other commuters, going about their lives, seemingly immune to the changes he was experiencing. The bus turned left, then right, ...

    • Author: Match
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5