Stories tagged “fear”

  • She is Quite amazing At her job...

    I’ve decided to take this piece down, due to the lack of awesomeness…

  • Fear

    I stood there and watched, marveling at my friend. Where I was calm and cool, he was viscous and vivacious. I would watch and follow as he wandered through the battlefield running and screaming. He was drawn to them, to the helpless. A man was pinned d...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • An Unwanted Guest

    My son has gone to war, and Fear (who was once an occasional guest) has become a permanent resident in my home. When I was a child, I sought him out. He thrilled me, gave my mundane life a little excitement. He taught me many things, protected me. But ...

  • Old Enemies

    I called Fear seven days ago. I thought I had punched in Hannah’s number, but I must have misdialed—when the phone came off its cradle with a static crunch, She answered in her broken glass voice, straight into my stomach. I hung up. I saw ...

    • Author: Stovohobo
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Almost Home

    Ms. Ecstatic stepped out of the in-flight lavatory and took her seat next to Mrs. Jones, who had been in Japan for the past several months. She was elated to be going home, as was apparent from her incorrigible smile. She couldn’t wait to see her...

  • Desire

    As I walk, it’s still there and when I ignore it, it just gets bigger. It won’t go away on its own. I have to muster up the courage and power to get rid of it. It watches me when I’m with others and it tortures me when I’m alone...

  • Self Esteem

    If I had a pencil to chew nervously, I would. It’s stupid, to be terrified of the faceless peer pressure out there. Nameless, too – no one uses their real name on the internet. Intarwebs. Whatever. And yet, here I am, editing, re-editing, d...

    • Author: B. Booth
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Basements

    I hate basements. No, I freaking despise them. They terrify me. Ever since I was a kid, going into the basement causes my heart to race, my mouth to dry out, and my palms to sweat. You want a milkshake? Hand me ice cream and milk in a cup, and send me ...

  • The Masks We Wear

    I have never hidden myself from her. Not once. That is, above all things, pretty damned impressive. I usually do all I can to hide the Real Me from view around anyone. I always worry that if people see the Real Me for just one moment, they will be repu...

    • Author: Ben Paddon
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Acting Tough

    It was hard acting tough all the time. Julia sneered at the overweight drunken oaf across the counter from her who had just asked her to come home with him for the seventh time that night. “Honey, you couldn’t live through foreplay with me...

  • A Matter of Scale

    It roared, sending shockwaves rumbling through the air. Turning, it stomped its feet down hard as it lumbered over the forest, snapping trees like twigs. Gripped with fear, Mark began to run for cover as a giant foot stepped down out of the sky, intent...

    • Author: Match
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • His Protector (part 2)

    “Mom! She’s on here again!” Jenny frantically yelled. After Karen entered the room and read the message she phoned her husband who was on a business trip. “Honey, I don’t know what to do!” Karen cried softly into the...

  • An Animal's Fear

    You say you’re not scared, but the very fact that you exist contradicts that. You’re so scared that you’re afraid that even admitting that will somehow endanger you. So scared that you lock up those who are not. Afraid you might not b...

    • Author: Lancet
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Abort, Retry, Fail?

    I am your Creator. I like that sentence. It’s one of those sentences that are true and yet contradict themselves. What do you mean? I am the programmer whose work resulted in you. That’s less beautiful to say. You know the principle that co...

    • Author: Lancet
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Dread of the Forest

    Zarek felt it all around him, as if every tree were alive, waiting for him to do something. He traveled on through the forest with the lingering feeling that he was being watched, even stalked; and sometimes he would hear noises behind him, but when he...

  • Sterilized Fear

    My heart beats faster as the nurse babbles on. I, personally, could care less about your son’s first steps. I also don’t care that your daughter wants a car for her sixteenth birthday. It seems to me that if you have children you’re a...

  • Call on a Dead Line

    The cell chirped, and James jumped. He startled so easily these days. “Hello?” he answered without looking at the caller ID, just happy for any human contact. “James, hun, I love you.” His wife’s voice, shaky and unsure. &...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Continued...

    I realize now the fear coming from my face, the worry of my parent’s faces, and the sadness from the doctor’s face. I can tell the conversation is coming to the end, I can read his lips and the sentence is almost complete. The only words I actually...

  • Technical Shame

    Don’t look at me. I am hideous, a mistake, a malformed lump of erroneous. Alas, to err is human, to forgive divine. There are no gods in the ether of code. I find no redemption through this pale lit screen. You’ll find no salvation at your ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • I am Love

    It was cold tonight, a necessity of the hovering fall I suppose. I was tired, and my back was aching. The dampness that had initially permeated the seat of my pants had crept up my back, but that was not the cause for the chill that ran down my spine. ...

  • Fear

    What is it about a dark room that scares me? Why do I dread the oppressive dark? My bedroom is familiar and comfortable. I’m surrounded by things I love. My shelves of beloved books line the walls, the lamp is in the same spot it’s always b...

    • Author: Melia
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
  • Little creek

    She knew the end was near. She kept running anyway; along the little creek that trickled through the forest. Soon she would reach the waterfall and her time would run out. Weaving through the trees she saw the creek picking up into a stream. The water...

    • Author: tinkerbelle
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Facing the White Queen

    Simon’s fate hung like a grape on the vine, all but ready to be plucked by delectable lips andengulfed. Her eyes considered him in lazy fashion, lids half-closed, all the better to showcase the immaculate make up. They called her the ‘White...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • From Yesterday

    I am sitting in my special place. I’m sitting on a large, mossy rock in the middle of a clearing in the woods. There is a small stream rushing peacefully below me. The trickle of water calms my torrent of thoughts. I take a deep breath which pai...

  • Afraid of the dark

    The forest was old – that much was certain. Ancient trees hung with moss, roots all tangled together. It was also dark; and the air was dank. The forest filled me with terror – what ghosts and spirits are in here? What demons await me? ...

    • Author: transit
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5