Stories tagged “innocence”

  • Mind Games

    “Listen to me, get on the train.” He said in a nervous tone. “No, i’m not leaving you.” she replied, tears streaking her face. “Take the kids, get on the train and leave, get as far away from here as possible.”...

  • Excuse me (Mature)

    The Judge looked very pissed off. “Ignorance is no excuse, Mr. Fletch.” “Ignorance is no excuse?” I repeated, thinking to myself. “Of course it’s a fucking excuse. What the hell are you people on? You think it’...

  • Nostalgia (emotion challenge)

    Take me back to promises made on the cold concrete floor of the house you left so gladly. Take me back to fairies in the garden and all the pretty deceptions we believed with all our hearts. I’m losing the memories of years spent in blissful inno...

  • I thought the glass was half full.

    “I don’t want him.” The cold words that escaped the lips of the woman he had once held so close were like daggers running through the little heart of the silent bystander. “It’s not like you have a choice, you know I can’t take ...

  • Templeton, Missouri

    And then there was the time that Ephraim Tate cut Slow Jack Blessing’s throat. Right in the middle of town and everything. There’d been words exchanged, of course. Slow Jack might have had a drink or two, and I know Ephraim was three sheets...

    • Author: RicoLaser
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Let's Die!

    Let’s die! You and I. Without asking why Or saying good bye. No caring. No whimper. No cry. No big fuss Because I Would just Like to know What it’s like to ultimately let go. Your life is only the making of Death: The Show. Come on! DonR...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Leaving the communion

    Indoctrinated by whims of a religious society in much the same way as reverberations claw into the mind, I knew better than listen to soothsaying about the streets. But as one oppressed, abused by those same doctrines, I came to realize my own guilt. L...

    • Author: Okashii
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Best of the Worst

    It’s funny that when I look back on my childhood, I remember very little on my own. But, the simple waft of a freshly baked apple donut or the seductively simmering smell of apple cider creates short, film like flashes of memories in my mind. Whe...

    • Author: itsElisey
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • An Angel Lights the Dark Path of Their Dreams

    Someone told me You had caroled solely But that you weren’t lonely Only that you went undoubtedly Without a one and only who wholly Understands your soul’s song and story Under drifts of snow you stand A candle held with both hands on the ...

  • Nonsense Will Not Be Tolerated

    A painted sign on the door read NONSENSE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. Upon closer inspection, he could read the fine print. By setting foot on the premises, residents or owners of the land will not be held responsible for loss of life, limbs, loved ones, me...

  • Presumed Guilty

    The buzzer’s hum stabbed through my thinned skin and into my weakened bones. A wall of iron bars passed in front of me and stopped with a banging jolt. My feet and hands in shackles, I shuffled forward to a small table at the center of the room. ...

    • Author: Sir Bic
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
  • Daddy's Home

    At night i dream of peaceful times crying in my dream knowing all I have seen to take back tragedy relive it all would be tragic losing new memories Nothing seems quite certain in these dreams as I sleep like a movie never ending I wait to sleep again ...

  • Cruel Casanova

    All those niceties, that calm demeanour, that amicable smile that lasts every hour, conceals a congenial reality, a personality - innocent, incognizant of a sinister duality projected by those eyes, like a mirage cunningly charming his deluded entourag...

    • Author: brevity
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • If only...What If.....

    Sorrow and anguish Of innocence left Given and taken Non-refundable gift Heartbeats purging The memories fading With every beat surging Trying to forget If only I could give it back as if it never were turn back the clock To the way it was before I...