Stories tagged “family”

  • The Night of the Big Storm

    The sound of thunder always takes me back to “the night of the big storm”. It was a summer evening in 1982. Many family members were together at my grandmother’s house helping her pack in the no sells from her yard sale that day. It h...

  • 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 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Who's There?

    There was a heavy thudding at the door, I’m not paranoid but there was something about the arrhythmic nature of the knocking that made me wary. “Wait, don’t open it.” I looked through the peephole and had my fears confirmed. ...

  • Anniversary

    “Do you think he’ll show this year?” Travis asked his brother as he flipped another steak. The meat popped and sizzled as the raw side made contact with the grill. Travis leaned back a little as the coals flared up, a little bit of fat dr...

    • Author: kaellinn18
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 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 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • When We Were Brothers II (Mature)

    The first thing I did after my brother finished telling the story of the actress who has sex with her Oscar was order another beer. It was really best not to react to Eric’s I-work-in-Hollywood stories. Anything more than a faint nodding interest cou...

  • In the Heat of the Diet

    Well they say that on one side there’s Liberty and Tyranny on the other. Angels and Demons the lot of us. Right Next Door to one another for all this flying Under the Radar. Say are you going to eat anything you look starved? I am but I’ve ...

  • Raindrop

    Awakening to a new and strange world, I fall briskly through the turbulent air. Freshly birthed from Mother Cloud, I descend with my brothers and sisters to the unknown lands below. The wind whips me from side to side as I continue towards my place of ...

  • Minuteman

    He didn’t know what drew him to the stool that night. It was the same place he sat every night, but something was different. As he sat, the stranger next to his seat looked at him. “You look like hell,” quipped the stranger. “So...

    • Author: MKR
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Am I Still Your Charm or Am I Just Bad Luck?

    You’re five. You stand at the edge of the creek, bare feet inches away from the water, body tense with anticipation and excitement as you wait for the signal. A shout comes from somewhere close behind you (“Come on Stephanie, go in, the water’s f...

  • Are We Getting Closer or Are We Just Getting More Lost?

    Everbody hates me, nobody loves me, might as well go eat worms. The words of the childish rhyme echo through your mind and you choke, words bubbling up only to be swallowed back down again, and then again until you can almost feel them burning a hole i...

  • Let's Compare Scars, I'll Show You Who's is Worse

    You stand shakily, lifting the book from the floor with trembling hands, struggling to remain calm. You fight the urge to turn and look; a quick glance over your shoulder shows that she’s already gone, body remaining in the world of the living while ...

  • Greg's Race

    During the cool, calm evenings of Summer. Greg would slip on his running shoes and take a run around the block. Greg looked at the houses he passed. Every house; built identical but once filled with people, they became unique. Mr Carter, tending to his...

    • Author: Bad Beat
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Let's Unwrite These Pages and Replace Them With Our Own Words

    She’s not dead, but she’s as good as gone, and you only wish you had more to remember her by. But you don’t, and you’re frightened that one day, you’ll forget her completely; face fading into a blur as the darkness at the edges of your mind a...

  • The Journal

    To the airport in a hurry; plane leaves soon. We run, stand in line, carry bags, we have limited time. Bags are checked; next—the gate. No time for words. She hands me a journal. No time to read it. Rushed hugs, rushed goodbyes, rushed tears and it i...

    • Author: Neleh
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Lenses

    “Everyone’s mind skips like a bad record sometimes.” Her mother used to say that whenever Alice stammered or misremembered a word. The last time she’d used the cliché was the day she’d been admitted to Cottonwood Oaks. &#...

  • Stains (Mature)

    “I didn’t think you’d care! I mean sure, she’s your sister but it’s not like we’re an item or anything. Jesus, fuck, Christ! Call me when you get this.” With an unobtrusive little beep, I hung up the phone and ...

  • All in the Family II (Mature)

    “Disposing of a body isn’t as easy as it used to be,” I said, my mother shakes her head “What did I tell you? Huh,” a whispered demand. I hit replay and re-run our conversation but most of the words are hidden beneath the splatter. “I can

  • Ode to a red flannel shirt

    Oh, red shirt Buttons of black Make me flash back To feelings of hurt Sorrow, loss, but awesomesauce Memories, of her, My sister, for sure, Good times we were sharing The things we were bearing Oh, red shirt Buttons of black Make me flash back.

    • Author: Neleh
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Those Jagged Shards

    I don’t really remember everything that happened that night they started. Everything is separated into jagged, cracked shards. Little bits of sounds, and touches, or pictures. They barely fit together. This happens each time It happens. Everythin...

  • The Way of the World

    The door slammed loudly as Fynn Klein collapsed at the kitchen table. He’d had a rough time at life these past few days, but it didn’t matter; he was home. “A day early,” Leonie commented quietly, banging the pots overhead. R...

  • Favorite Things In Haiku (Fav Things Challenge)

    My dog climbs in to bed and noses her way down beneath covers… sleep. Visiting my mom Early morning rituals coffee, sudoku Nestled ‘tween mountains place of mem’ries and good friends Bennington, Vermont Kris writing his songs short ji...

    • Author: Nancy
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Death Was One Step To Victory Of Rid The World Of Evil

    It wasn’t long, the clock ticked past 12. My hands was gripping the chairs handle, I could feel the sponge on my head soaking up my sweat. I swear I could see my wife standing in the audience, with my three year old daughter. No tears, no screams...

  • Μαντάμ Μέγαιρα (Madame Shrew)

    —Ξένια! Ξένια! Ξύπνα, κορίτσι μου – δέν έχουμε πολύ χρόνο! Η μέρα δεν είχε ακόμα αρχίσει και ήδη η μάμα έχει στείλει την Ελευθερία να μ

  • Madame Shrew (Translation)

    “Xenia! Xenia! Wake up, my girl – we don’t have much time!” The day hasn’t even started yet and mom has sent Eleftheria to to get me out of my bed. Even from where I was, I could hear grandma in the kitchen. Chaos first th...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5