Stories tagged “death”

  • Bouldercreek Series - The Beginning Of The End

    “I never asked before – I never really thought I would have to ask so soon, but I must ask, is it the fear of death really the one thing that bounds us from living are lives.” said Rachel. “I never really had to ever think about...

  • Not moving (Mature)

    It was no one’s fault. Just a random freak of nature. It happened all the time, but one always secretly hoped that it would be someone else to suffer, some other family. The first she knew of it, was the scream from the nursery. Kate had gone to ...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Slipping her moorings

    She’d snuck down to listen to the sailors’ tales for as long as she could remember, even if it did risk a beating. She’d learned patience from it. It had taken so much to fool her Ma into believing she was asleep, for she’d neve...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 1

    Her hope was to one day open her own shop, filled with the pale golden glory of the morning sunshine. She drew up architectural plans on her legal pad, scratching out lines that turned into doors and windows. Lots of windows. Two years later, her flowe...

    • Author: tiphanie
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Unlikely Companions

    Why the hell is it so cold? I knew that there would be some discomfort involved, but I didn’t know that feeling the cold would be one of them. I’m not supposed to be conscious. The day before the lights went out, I sat in the park with . . ...

    • Author: S. Zee
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
  • Till Death Do Us Apart

    I never wanted this – I never wanted this – I never wanted this I did not wish upon this I did not want to see you hurt I did not want to see your heart ache I did not want to see your tears fall to the floor I wanted everything for you a...

  • A Wishful Thought

    To dream a better world A man has to lay his life in a desolate playground Fighting for what is right and what may as well be wrong To dream to end the suffering in the world To stop the hungry children To stop the wasteful beatings To stop the bu...

  • What happened? (Hero Inspiration)

    Angela awoke when her head hit a rocky outcropping. Was she falling? She didn’t remember. Her eyes fluttered open, heat licking her cheeks and forehead. What she saw frightned her. What happened? How did I get here? It all came flooding back to h...

  • Dark Chocolate

    “There’s no two ways about it,” said his lawyer. “You’re gonna have to settle.” Charlie sunk his head into his hands and groaned. Here he was, barely three days into the job, and he’d been faced with four class...

    • Author: Ben Paddon
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The One

    “I am the One you love, but do not recognize,” God said, appearing before him and taking his knife in Her gentle hands.

  • The Last Stand

    “Get up you fool! Get up or you’ll die!” Zane yelled, i could barely hear him. I smell blood and what i think was burnt flesh, where was my combat helmet? And then i remember the shell, and the flash of light…. Where are my men!? My vision clea...

  • Believe

    “Believe in Me, and I will show you,” She said, waving Her hand until all was black except for a glowing light that enveloped them both.

  • Dead Tomorrow

    The skeletal creature, similar in appearance to a dragon, said, “James Adam Fickleson, you will die tomorrow in a plane crash.”

  • Self-Explanatory

    The next day he died in a plane crash. …………………

    • Author: Stovohobo
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Who?

    The book laid open on the pedestal. With each death another letter scratched itself onto the pages.

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Newly Discovered Mortal Blood Drinker

    Elisia sat at the kitchen table in the dark, staring at the jar of deep red liquid illuminated by the moonlight shining through the window. She dare not move, for fear of stepping on the corpse that was somewhere on the floor. Her long, bony index fing...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 70 Deaths In

    Hello people of the world. This is your captain speaking. I hope you all are happy beca

  • Mother-Daughter Time

    Marisa had never really liked the cat, even though her daughter, Kara, had adored it. So many times, she had wanted to strangle the little beast because it had puked in her shoes, or foregone the litter box for her duvet, or any number of other offense...

  • The Love Of The Crime Series - Never Look Back

    A month into the season and the fields has turned up one turnip. I couldn’t imagine what this season would bring fourth, if I was to survive off of one payment of one growth I should retire before I even started. I was greatly missing the city li...

  • Hell isn't always other people

    Sure, he’d got their invitation. Every god-damn year, he’d got it, no matter how far he’d roamed. Common decency suggested that it would be polite to respond, but he couldn’t even bring himself to make that much contact with the...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Closing Time

    Despite the scathing looks the employees shot his way for walking in five minutes before closing, he walked up to the register and ordered his usual small coffee. The girl behind the counter was polite enough, though she didn’t smile and her R...

    • Author: Reiko516
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Observer

    I watch the paramedics work. They’re trying so hard. I can’t see who they’re working on, but they’re determined. I try to recall what happened. Everything flashes by in a blur. The party. Taking the keys from Tom. Driving him home. We started a...

  • The Phone Call

    “Hello?” “Hey, Jud” He was instantly awake. “Maggs.” It was a statement, not a question. He hadn’t heard her voice in twenty years, but he recognized it in those two words. No one ever called him Jud but her. E...

  • Funeral Home

    After, or maybe during, the initial shock, Mark buried himself in what had to be done. First, he killed the dog that had been too full to leave. He’d got home to find it still chewing on something, regarding him with flies crawling across his eye...

    • Author: R O'Keeffe
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5