Stories tagged “daughter”

  • Little Actions

    The light’s failing. She still keeps a lookout for a small, brown shape in the dunes of white. She remembers the feel of it between her palms, downy and warm. Papa had been smiling when he gave it to her, and the thought of going home without it is e...

  • Little Things

    She tells him about it in a quiet voice, eyes downcast. But she realizes that Papa’s listening, and that makes a bit of something unknown swell in her chest. “We could get another one, yeah?” Her mouth tightens. “The store has plenty of them.

  • Little Words

    It’s quiet. He can hear the crunch of snow as his daughter stands on one foot and then the other. He notices her red hands, and wonders how long she’s been searching. Their home isn’t far away from the schoolhouse, and he began to worry when she ...

  • Keywords

    This campfire society is a call to isolation. Away from technology’s test, no need to duck bullets. Sequestered away from that teeming death hole, One may take pride in life and philosophy, comedy and fears. It is a speed run from darkness to lig...

    • Author: Tesseract
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • Amerie

    Her name is Amerie. She’s loving, sweet, and kind. She’s the apple of my eye and she is always on my mind. She loved to swing on swings. So I’d take her to the park. She’d never sleep alone. She was afraid of the dark. She used ...

  • 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 about 7 years ago.
  • Trade In

    “Mommy, mommy!” Seven kids rushed into the room led by my daughter. Breathless she ran, tiny shoes tapping against the hard wood floor, and threw her arms around me, trembling. “What’s wrong, Nadya?” “I didn’t ...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Butterflies (Mature)

    I couldn’t help but feel sick, the butterflies in my stomach felt more like a hive full of angry bees. I clutched my shirt and pressed it against my gut as if it would calm me down. I felt a trickle of cold sweat slowly zig-zagging from my left e...

    • Author: Murj;
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Wait for it (Mature)

    “Come on, Daddy,” Vanessa whispered. “Remember, we’ve got a job to do.” “I know!” “You worry me!” “Why?” “Damn you!” “It’s different this time. Not the same, but ...

  • Signs and Impossibilities

    Roger jumped back. He didn’t think it was possible for someone to sneak up on him in a school hallway. The echoes should have made it all but impossible. Yet someone had snuck up on him. He turned and found himself facing a man who gave an apolog...

  • Flowers and Caskets (Mature)

    I moved down the hallway, just ahead of Vanessa. “Get down,” I yelled. “Why are you freaking?” “Wait!” I zoned for a moment, picturing clusters of bloody bodies splattered on the hot asphalt. Rose petals, flower wrea...

  • Situational Awareness

    Toying carelessly with a whisker Feyald leaned back, “So you are a wizard then?” He slathered almost as much disdain on the word ‘wizard’ as he had on ‘caprine’ earlier. “Hardly,” I scoffed, keeping my ey...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Beams - 1

    I swing myself through the beams of the house, my head bumping occasionally into a piece of wood. I don’t notice; the adrenaline and fear rushing through my body are overpowering; they wash away other pains that linger, waiting to be noticed late...

  • Sister - 2

    “Daddy?” Her voice is rough, strained with emotion and vulnerability. “Daddy, stop!” My sister rushes between us, trying to hold our father at bay. It is like he does not see her, but does not intend to hurt her; he merely tries...

  • Mothers - 3

    A door to a small balcony going off our house catches my eye. I scramble to it and launch myself out of the door, praying my father doesn’t follow. I look around, bewildered; I don’t remember this part of the apartment before. But it’...

  • Mothers - 4

    I discard the absent thought, and focus on the words spilling out my mouth. They are avalanches, they are boulders; rolling, tumbling, cascading down mountains. “Daddy- he’s- he’s trying to kill me! I need you! Help me!” She see...

  • Decisions - 5

    … My father comes crashing through; his arms flinging, the knife in his hand gleaming. Time slows; volume diminishes. I back up, and find my back at a wall. I watch in despair and grief as my father, a man I have loved, trusted, been supported by...

  • International Assassins Union: Pressed Butterflys

    “What do you mean” I asked. “I was planning on leaving a raw tattoo on your face, but I see butterfly girl running towards us, they must be parked next to you. She doesn’t need to see this. I’m going, so if you’ll ex...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted about 6 years ago.
  • My Daughter

    It’s been a year and my life has changed. I’m a father now. My daughter cries alot, and poops alot but she makes me happy,,, alot? Wouldn’t trade her for anything. Children sure do make life more complicated. She’s mine, my wif...

    • Author: Atjagape
    • Posted about 6 years ago.
  • Powerless (Mature)

    I stand nervously in front of the crowd, my senses cut off by a blindfold and blasting music. What if they pair me up with the B.O. guy? Or the guy who’s been left back four years and has more beard than face? Or what if it’s Cole…mmm...

    • Author: Breeze
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Bellezza Nascosta's Beauty Inside

    Belle Nascosta, so sweet, so smart, so funny, so neat. Belle Nascosta, so lonely, so shy. Belle Nascosta, hears truth, sees lies. Belle Nascosta, ashamed, feeling ugly inside. Asking her mama, why her beauty was offside. Mama, knowing best, smiled and ...

  • Simple Request Regarding Natural Production

    Jose leads the solemn procession of three out of the saloon, down a dusty street, and into the inferno of the desert. Though the sun dips low, the heat remains, even seems to grow. They plod stoicly forward, Tom a bewildered and semi-willing participan...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Child of the Heavens

    Now after time had past, the Sun and Moon became dissatisfied with emptiness, that ever present lack surrounding them. No more was joy amidst the garden bright, no pleasure gotten from the shining stars. The sorrow spun around the lovers both, and both...

    • Author: memento
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Facedown

    Tasha had been walking along the beach, dancing to the music ppouring out of her earbuds when she saw a limp form at the edge of the water, the harsh waves crashing over it and then receding in an unmistakeable red hue. She hot footed it towards the fi...

  • Sing and Cry

    Mary was humming a song. Her mother liked to sing that song, and Mary didn’t know that was the song her mother sang at her wedding. Mary’s parents’ song. Eventhough Mary didn’t know that fact, her heart already knew. Her heart a...