Stories tagged “hope”

  • Upon a Star

    Her eyes twinkled, just like they had years before, when we lay beneath the stars, full of summer love and heat. The grass had pricked our skin, but we hadn’t noticed, completely absorbed in each other and the magnificent starscape above. It was ...

    • Author: Byn
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Precipice of Infinity

    After decades of war, this was it. This is to be our last stand, our last chance to rage against the dying of the light. The gasts were making their way through our last defensive line. It was only a few hours ago that the last of our star ships sat in...

    • Author: iæfai
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Natural Selection: Redifined

    Natural Selection: Redifined (nat-u-ral se-lec-tion) -noun 1. Making an automatic decision. 2. The subconcious choice of one over another. More specifically, choosing your lying, cheating ex-boyfriend over your best friend. Antonyms: 1. Loyalty Eg. Her...

    • Author: Granada
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Nature's Cure

    I felt like there was no hope left in the world, like I wasn’t even there. I looked up at the darkened sky and found hope. It may have just been how beautiful it looked but it made me feel great. It was amazing. A few days later once again I felt hop...

  • Forgiveness

    I had hoped for a better start to this year I wished for you to forget all the pain I left behind I never meant to leave you I never meant to give you no reasons of my absence on your birthdays, or your graduation day I had sent many cards I guess th...

  • A Wishful Thought

    To dream a better world A man has to lay his life in a desolate playground Fighting for what is right and what may as well be wrong To dream to end the suffering in the world To stop the hungry children To stop the wasteful beatings To stop the bu...

  • The Dime Museum

    Were it not for the time and the place perhaps a happier life could have been conceived, but it could never be. Born years ago into a family that was relatively well to-do had doomed him from conception. They didn’t need the money from his sale, ...

  • To Be Free. The Prisoner...

    I’ve been a prisoner since the day I was born. Held captive by own worst enemy, and dearest friend. But when i shut my eyes, i am free. Free like the other children I look upon with envious eyes. But in a different way. When i shut my eyes, my mi...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • To Be Free. The Prisoner...

    I hear, i see and feel once more. I am free. My thoughts and anxieties are carried away in the refreshing current. Once more, i am ascending. Rising up, up and out of the water. Out of the lake, and once more into the sunlight. I stretch and flex my mu...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Withered Heights

    “Come sit closer, next to me, and look out at the city below. Isn’t it beautiful? The tiny lights of a thousand lives all twinkling below. Mind your grip- though. You wouldn’t want to fall, so come. Sit with me. In fact, while we are admiring the...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Withered Heights

    I mean he’s being completely and literally torn apart here because very real pieces of him are going out the door with her, and the bitterness on his tongue is a foretaste of his own world colapsing in around him, suffocating him as he struggles to c...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Withered Heights

    It’s a funny old life when you think about it. People come and go, go and come, never forgetting the people they leave behind. He never ever moved on, and never forgot how it felt to be loved, and to how it felt to have given all his love out his hea...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Withered Heights

    That man, he was so overcome with emotion he just didn’t know what to do. He felt the deep dark pit in his stomach grow and spread like a tumour throughout his body, paralysing him from the feet up. The cancer eventually started eating away at his br...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Withered Heights

    You know, you’re the first person to listen – to hear my story. I… What a perfect night. You can tell that soon it will be morning, look. Over there, the first rays of golden sunshine. A new day. You had better be going now, your friends… famil...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Withered Heights

    The wind whistles in my ears as I began my plunge into the concrete sea below, I drew my breath, short. And shut my eyes. So this is what it feels like to be flying. No. Something is wrong. I open an eye. Im not falling at all! What is happening? I loo...

    • Author: Finlay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Maybe

    Maybe sometimes you give me butterflies. Maybe sometimes you make me so, so happy and giddy I could smile on and on and on. Maybe you make me want to hug you, and never, ever let go. Maybe I really really want to tell you. Maybe I don’t know how....

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Quarantine

    It’s 2050. They said the hole would’ve been fixed by now, but they were wrong. Oh, God, those scientists and politicians and environmentalists were so wrong. The hole didn’t close, it got bigger, and it let in the disease. The disease...

    • Author: Laine Grey
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Engine Driver

    I opened the door and closed another he ran out and you followed I never saw you again if I had, I would have told you that it was a test the lesson this time was if you really love someone you let them go just to see if you taught them well enough to ...

    • Author: TalonJay
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • They Meant Well

    That expression can dust. It’s merely a guilt attenuator for someone’s detrimental actions. I’m bound to this place by law. I have null to do. I’m offered two meals daily. One of the two dinners I get to choose from includes pea...

    • Author: MNice
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Spatters

    It drips from my eyes, down my cheeks, collecting across the lines of my jaw to drip off and onto my chest, to join the rivers that flow there from around what’s been still been buried. When you placed it there you were not yourself- screaming an...

    • Author: TalonJay
    • 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...

  • Let's Write

    Writing is like any other kind of work. Most of the time it isn’t easy, glamorous or fun. It’s staring at the blank page or screen wondering where all the inspiration you had when you started has suddenly gone. It’s wondering why the ...

    • Author: Garsecg
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Black & White

    Alice put the spyglass down. The colored lenses had shown her miracles and horrors: slices of life and worlds past, present and future … things that could never be. There were still more, too. Her mother’s illness and her own decline still ...

  • Daddy the Hero

    My Father was a broken man. He came home a hero of a hated war. He was spit on, refused service and beaten for his thanks. His family didn’t believe him, his wife left him. He was a remnant of a human. Perhaps that is what my mother saw in him. W...

  • Shadow Of A Doubt

    “Come on, Laylani. Shhh.” Oliver pleaded. “You know I don’t know either. We are who we are and eventually people will learn to understand.” Laylani continued to sob into his chest. “I know, I know. You always say tha...