Stories tagged “empty”

  • Empty Space

    The sky is overwhelming sometimes. How big it seems when you look up and realize that… it’s endless up there. Full of nothing. Endless and endless amounts of space. Can you comprehend that? Emptiness… emptiness that never ever ends. I...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Moving on

    It looked like rain again. She saw the same grey skies and precipitation that she’d seen every day on opening the iron and glass doors that provided access to the small space the realtor had laughingly described as a ‘spacious balcony’...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Home Alone

    I walk through my empty house humming to myself. I head towards my kitchen to grab snack. As I rummage through the cupboards looking for a decent snack that isn’t to fattening, I hear the floor creak. I freeze and look towards the hallway that le...

  • Unbearable Love

    Candace removed James’ hands from her arms. She looked at the man who she loved for most of her life. She choked on her words, trying to say it as best as she could. “We need to see where our future takes us.” Candace opened the door ...

  • Anybody Home?

    I walked into my house and put my stuff down by the stairs. I listened for my mother, but couldn’t hear anything. I took a deep breath, afraid of what awaited me, and called out, “Hello?” There was no answer. I walked into the kitchen...

  • Two Hundred

    I’ve loved you since the day we first met. The crowd was playing a then popular rap song. You were the new girl to the junior class at Salem State, you knew only your three roommates whom you met just hours before the start of the party. With no...

    • Author: Amy K
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Stitches

    God had sewn me perfectly in his image. As I grew the strings that held me together became frayed. Days pass by and I fail to notice my stitches ripping. I don’t notice the cotton falling out. Now I see that my stitches are coming apart. I pick u...

    • Author: Revenant
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Story Town

    He walked purposefuly down the centre of the main street – glancing occasionally from side to side, looking out for anything unexpected on his morning journey. It had been an uneventful night, without any of the usual nightmares, visions, words w...

    • Author: Match
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Scream Loud for Noone to Hear

    She saw his face so clearly. His blue eyes, his dark skin, his messy brown hair. She saw him so clearly. His passionate eyes, his loving hands, his sweet words, his beautiful heart. She woke up screaming again with her fingers like claws dug into her c...

  • Dark Road

    The highway stretched into what seemed like a never-ending pathway into oblivion. The crescent moon, shrouded in cloud, was like a great eye in the sky, its eyelid closed to the world beneath it. On this night, a small car was making its way down the d...

    • Author: J. A. Keane
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Possibility by Lykke Li

    I feel dead. My feet are welded to the ground as I watch everyone around me grow and overcome. I no longer have the strength to scream, to call for someone. Nobody ever stopped anyway. I feel like a lifeless soul, with noone around to notice my being. ...

  • Seashells

    She walked along the beach, stooping occasionally to pick up a shell and turn it over in her fingers. Her life had become as empty and void of meaning as the shells she examined. How had it happened? When had it happened? She couldn’t even pinpoi...

  • Stars Without Windows Are Only Doors, or How You Were Never Mine

    “Could you love me if I ruled the world? If I was the world?” She stood in front of the door, that damn door, with her hand on my face. We both knew the answer before she’d even finished the question. She half smiled. Her hand was bur...

  • Endless Plea

    my mind gets the best of me showing the worst of me nothing can erase what’s said Its all me I’m my own enemy Like a razor in my ear Piercing to my soul nothing is left standing only darkness I’m so cold I hate my reflection I hate y...

  • It's nothing.

    “What’s wrong, babe?” he asked. For once, he didn’t try to make a joke out of it. He didn’t try to play around. He just sounded concerned, worried. “It’s nothing,” she said, forcing a smile. Because it re...

    • Author: Breeze
    • Posted 2 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5