Stories tagged “fears”

  • The Speed of Life

    If I stopped for just two seconds to feel what was going on around me I would realize that the moment I stopped running would be the moment that I realized that everyone else around me had been running along-side me the whole time. I gather myself up a...

    • Author: Owen
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Into Battle

    He could see the fear in their eyes they were all crouched down. He knew that this would be a tough one. He boomed in his deep soft north English voice “OK you two take the left flank, and you two take the right flank. I will take the front door&...

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

    “Where have you taken him?” She demanded furiously, the expression almost laughable on her petite face. “Not where we’re taking you.” The man sneered at her, the scar just by his mouth twisting. “Let go of me!”...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Favorites and Fears in One Song

    Gables on houses Gazeboes in gardens White calla lilies And long picket fences Rainbow like scales on saltwater fish These are a few of my favorite things! Post-it note papers Comp’sition book pages Pen and ink doodles For more inspiration Dolphi...

  • Reoccurring Nightmare

    I curl up in a ball on my bed, grabbing my stuffed teddy bear and clutching her against my chest. It feels good to have pressure against the constant, dull aching inside me. I can’t focus too much on the pain, or it reminds me of things long sinc...

  • 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 almost 7 years ago.
  • Chthonic Creatures

    Her breath was heavy and her heart pounded. As she sprinted she could hear the faint presence of the bodies behind her, their voices hissing angrily, “You can’t escape,girl!” She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. The voices sang in...

  • Indigo Burns

    Rain trickles down the window pane A soft indigo blue like a pulsing vain Fire may burn inside my heart, but explodes, leaving its scorching mark Water sprinkles from the starlight, it sizzles,burns but soothes My face turns red, I roll of the bed, my ...

  • Malefic Man (Mature)

    I’m running. But he is following. I’m hiding. But he will always find me. I’m bruising. But he doesn’t care. I’m begging. But he never listens. I’m fighting. But he holds me back. I’m dying by choice. But still...

  • Self Loathing Hate, distaste and distrust (Mature)

    (Trusting friend) They stand there in the shadows day in and day out mocking you behind your back unknowing you love them so These people you call your friends I don’t see how you can They mock you in these shadows I want to slap them down (inse...

  • Greasepaint and Legs

    “Aww, come on- you don’t want the kiddos to be disappointed, do ya?” hollers the huge painted mouth by my face. The size of his mouth make his eyes appear small and beady, strangely threatening. I can feel the stringy red plastic hair...

  • Quick! Before anyone notices the extra...

    Richard, fire in his belly, stood tall and beheld what he had done. With a simple command, he had instantly duplicated an entire galaxy. “Computer. Is there no one in the universe to hold me to account? Is there anything that can restrain me?R...

    • Author: Antivard
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
  • An End

    And what of the funerals of intimates? Ever since I sat through my first loss, the end has plagued me like an aftertaste, always ghosting around the back of my thoughts. But what of the day when I wake up in a place I no longer recognize, for tacky fur...

  • Weapons Training Guide

    I am the daughter of a society on Mars. We live in isolation, fighting our way out of this dark hole, void of Earth’s poetic technology, such as firepower based on philosophy and metaphysics. Starships sail near. When we see them in space, we sen...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Jungle Jane Junior

    I got the call on my radio at 6AM. I dressed with speed, praying the Jeep would run. Working in isolation from society was nice most days, but not when I was the only civilized one, a daughter of Jane Goodall. There is no room for fear when approaching...

  • 4. I Laughed Myself Away

    Comedy often makes us laugh, if it is done well. Curiously, so does a jolt of sudden fear, if it turns out that the shock was needless and especially if we have been seen in our vulnerable moment and feel self-conscious. Maybe some of the best comedy ...

  • 17. Conclusion: My Dark Campfire

    I PILOT my FEAR from EARTH to MARS, I hurtle through SPACE at the SPEED of LIGHT SOCIETY may CALL to me from afar; But I RUN through DARKNESS in my fright. I’ll never calm my DAUGHTER’s FEARS, Or take PRIDE in her laughter at a COMEDY show....

  • How Laughable

    Comedy twists the deeply painful Into that which can be spoken of with relative ease Though often used to replace critical contemplation And mistakenly thought of as an acceptable substitute for a deeper understanding Of soul deep scars and persistent ...

  • Doilies and Tea and Cookies

    Just some tea and some cookies sitting in a room full of doilies in shapes of all kinds. Doilies of African apes, of firebirds and lion cubs. They were in fierce poses, fangs sticking out from fat lips and terrifyingly sharp beaks. Doilies of the face ...

  • Observations

    Trapped within the metal bullet, people cram together like sardines in a tin. Personal space no longer exists in the cramped confines of the tube and you find a familiarity with the person next to you’s body that you probably wouldn’t on a ...

    • Author: Ranger
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Teaching How to Dream

    A species unknown to you pale purple floaters bobble in my eyes and they ache from the dreams last night. If only somebody’d teach me how to dream… That’s a favor I could never fully repay, unless you somehow forgot too. Fleshy scales...