Stories tagged “first”

  • Ficly Poem (A true story)

    Today As I was nuking a burrito in the microwave I decided To check my email As it loaded my mail I saw the words pop on my screen “Ficly is live!” It proclamed So here I sit Burrito demolished Writing my very first Ficly Poem!

    • Author: Oy
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
  • Fluorescent

    The lights flicker on. A flood of cold fluorescent light fills the room, banishing the darkness. Details previously obscured by the shadows leap into stark view. The broken remains of everything he has ever achieved are strewn across the floor around h...

    • Author: Ranx
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Read the Signs: Creative Translation

    He was waiting in line at the metal detector gates, and just about when he felt his knees trembling and almost collapsing, he got there. The morose border guard glanced at his passport and waved him forward. Many other checkpoints were in sight, like h...

    • Author: Lancet
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The First Time

    Standing a few steps away, she inspected her appearance in the full length mirror. Sometimes she liked what she saw, and sometimes she didn’t. As for today? She looked okay. Over an overweight body she wore a black jacket, black athletic pants, a...

    • Author: Katie
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Missing Dream

    It felt something different about that morning. I didn’t know what, but knew something was. I had woken up, sent her a good morning message, did my morning chores and was now reading the newspaper. That was when it hit me. I did not dream about h...

  • Missing Dream - 2

    Her door was open. I ran in calling her name. I went straight to her empty room. Another open door. I had never noticed that door before! I went through to find a long dim hallway and there she was, standing facing away at the end. “Neha!”,...

  • Missing Dream - 3

    She started to get away even faster now. “No! Neha!! Don’t leave me!”, I tried to scream. I couldn’t see her now but I was still running and screaming. And then I heard “Sshhh. . . Sshhh. . . I am here. . I am here”....

  • Our First Christmas

    The first year of our marriage has been tough hasn’t it? What with me being made redundant in this god-forsaken recession and the loss of our little Ethan. I know you’ve tried to hide your pain but I hear you cry at night, and I can’t...

  • "50 first dates" in 10 words

    Why not take her on the same date fifty times! The End =D I always thought that when I watched this film!

  • The First Time (Mature)

    That first time was the most horrible thing I’ve ever been through. Not that he was horrible or whatever but the guilt that washed over me as soon as he came in was enough to make me know that I couldn’t go through with this. I had to get o...

  • Diamond in the rough.

    Ariana started. “What was THAT!?” Her horse just blew air, it wasn’t always necessary to answer her. The path ahead was clear. Ariana listened and squinting, she searched the rocks and weeds to the left, where she thought the sound had originated...

    • Author: J'wyl
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • First Love, First Broken Heart Series. 2

    First we have to rewind to about two winters ago. That’s when I first met Jake. I still remember it very well. Me, my two sisters, and my borther in law, who was just a boyfriend at the time, and his uncle we at a cottage in the thumb of michigan...

  • A Stranger Land

    Six years of fighting had taken its toll on the soldiers, six years of hardship and toil. Fighting a strange war in stranger lands, against an unknown enemy. They had set up camp in a forest, not far from where the supposed enemy was hiding, the cold w...

  • Solace (Mature)

    I let the razor slip across my pale, sun deprived skin. A thin trail of blood trickles towards the drain where my bare feet rest. I think to the girls at school; their incessant gossip, their constant teasing, their never ending torment; my absentee be...

    • Author: itsElisey
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
  • A Unknown morning

    I hear a noise, a high pitched screeching. Am i dreaming? The noise gets louder and louder, but i don’t know what it is, or where it is coming from. As the noise gets louder, i can recognize it, its the humming of my family tea pot. Then as the n...

    • Author: Beverice
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Post Apocalypse: First of the Seconds

    So I am hyrdogen, First of the Seconds. Such mass destruction, such intense silence. Raya would laugh at that. She was always telling me not to slam the door on my way out. I stood as tall as I could in the tiny cave I had been blown into. The minute p...

    • Author: Kihd
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Code Monks

    Dear brothers and sisters in faith, I am writing to share a recent discovery that may bring reconciliation. Remember that our orders are still very close as we both strive to improve the life of our fellow man through code. It is only on the matter of ...

    • Author: boxofun
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • stop thinking

    »Fuck«, he thought as he was standing on the same spot for like, don‘t know, the 12th time. Guess this whole thing climaxed in a mix of greed for stacking paper and smelling some new pussy. Never thought of everything like this before. Since colle...

    • Author: Seni
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • One

    “Why is everything red?” The keys clacked as he started blankly at the screen, eyes as droopy like a cartoon character, throat like rusty iron, and fingers like lead bars. He decided to take a break. Outside, watching the birds flirt in the...

    • Author: R3mix
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • Followed Too Far

    The first time I laid eyes on Vincent was the last time I stood in sunlight. It was a warm, summer day. We were both in the woods. I was sitting in a patch of sun that flickered upon the ground as the trees above swayed. He stood beneath a large oak tr...

    • Author: musicgirl
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Childlike

    Mother says he has been doing better, but better than what? Better than yesterday, when he refused food again, for the fifth day straight? Better than the day before that, when he struggled to get out of the bed, tried to go to the bathroom like a man ...

  • Happy New Year

    “What time is it?” “11:57.” “Wow, already?” “Yeah. You know what band’s up right now?” “No idea. But they really could have got someone better.” “I don’t know. I kinda like t...

    • Author: Breeze
    • Posted about 6 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Without Objection

    It’s thirteen minutes after eight in the morning. I open the fridge to reach for the gallon of milk to pour over my cereal. Someone knocks at the door and I jump, soon realizing my bran flakes are swimming in a puddle of milk. There goes my break...

    • Author: Danielle C
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Waking Up

    Growing old is a bitch. It’s the waking up. You wake up in parts, never jumping out of bed with all systems go. It’s more like a pull-start motor, including the noxious fumes. Yes, going to bed is also known as “retiring”, not a...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5