Stories tagged “morning”

  • my life is average

    It’s a foggy morning where you can very clearly see your breath. It’s cool but not freezing, in the right clothes it’s actually quite nice. The sky is clear and it’s great for a walk.the bus stop is completely deserted and I thi...

    • Author: okelay
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Dead Air

    I knew the day was going to be interesting when the elevator doors opened without the usual inclusion of an elevator. I stepped forward, raising my mug of coffee to my face as I did so, and only managed through sheer blind instinct to stop my motion be...

    • Author: Faltarego
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • In the Morning

    The lights had gone out a long time ago. All safety had vanished with the first flicker of the bulbs. A lightning flash sent her burrowing under the covers, making her ignore the subtle creaking of the bedroom door. “Kitty-cat?” She had wok...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Lie Down With Dogs

    Cameron awoke to find John Wilkes Booth seated on his chest and licking his nostril, brown eyes dumbly staring into Cameron’s own grey ones. Wilkes was a dog of course, a Boston terrier to be exact, and to Cameron’s knowledge had no part in...

    • Author: RicoLaser
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • An Obscene Hour

    “Six-thirty in the morning is an obscene hour,” he says, staring out the window at the golden-lit trees. “It’s an obscene hour no matter which side of th day you’re coming at it from.” “Of course,” you sa...

    • Author: Byn
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Diary Entry -Life of a Contractor "The Morning"

    ‘Not again!’ thought Vaughan as he rose out of bed. Yet again he’d wasted the perfect opportunity to make some serious inroads into the log jam of the mental To-Do list he had set the day before. It was already 11:30 am on a Sunday an...

  • Gamer

    I was awake staring at the screen until eye-strained tears blearied my vision and my muscles forgot to blink to clear them away. Stiff neck. Empty stomach. Twitchy mousefinger. 5:38am. I got up to use the bathroom a few minutes ago. But that was actual...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Percolate and Waffle, A Cacophony

    Percolate. That must be what I’m doing. I’m letting my ideas warm up, bubble to the surface, and drop before I can fully grasp them. My head is hazy, like the wisps of dreams are hanging on, veiling my reality. The morning sun is just a lit...

  • Missy in the Morning

    Rather than with a start, Missy awoke with a sluggish mental trudge toward panic. The blue Star Wars print sheets were not hers. The orange, motel-style drapes would have been burned in her stylish apartment. This was neither her room nor her bed. Hand...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • The Shuffle

    The alarm clock flashed from 6:59 to 7:00. Music started to pour in, softly at first, and then gaining in volume. Josh rustled under a mountain of sheets, grumbling as his hand groped to push the button to make it stop. He rolled over, burying his face...

  • Green

    Sometimes I dream in colors. A lot of the time, my dreams are green. Not a boring, basic green like you might see in a textbook or color wheel, but a shimmering green that’s just the right shade and every other shade and the same time. Like leave...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Morning Peace

    Morning silence, a cup of good mint mate, the need to practice piano, the promise of a good morning… Life is good, indeed.

  • Yellow Silk-like Rose [Retro Ficly]

    On the hardwood floor are small square patches of early morning sunlight, glowing from the uncovered window in my bedroom. I can see the bright spots from where I lie in bed. I haven’t been awake for very long, but long enough to fully wake up and th...

  • Finish Your Dew

    “Daddy, are you going to work today?” “Yes, Berry.” “But fall doesn’t start for another month!” “I know, but we’ve got lots of planning to do. It’s an El Nino year. There’s extra work.&#...

    • Author: Ben Jarrell
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • three a.m. elightenment

    It’s 3am. We should be home sleeping, like good little children. But I’m shedding my good girl image. It’s 3am and I’m sitting on a bench sipping a beer laughing with my friends. We laughing and tickling each other and most of the drink is drib...

  • Disappointment in the Wee Hours of Morning

    The playground fell silent. Thin trails of smoke from the would-be captors wafted on the morning breeze. The sedans did not transform, for which Violet was grateful. She felt like she should be breathing hard, but her metal chest neither rose nor fell....

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Special Delivery

    A short time later, Vi clomped through Rae’s house as silently as she could, carrying Rae over her shoulder. She was glad that her feet were soled with the same rubber as her tires or things would be really loud. As it was, the whirring of her hy...

  • The Game is Up

    It was 10 a.m. that Sunday morning before Rae finally came down to the garage, looking far more pale than Vi had ever seen her. “Good morning,” Violet said. “Sleep well did we?” “They know everything,” Rae said. R...

  • Bum Diddly Oh

    “It’s a beautiful morning, don’tcha think?” He grinned at me and poked me in the ribs. “C’mon! It’s nice out, right?” “It’s a little cold,” I grumbled, snugging my fleece tighter. He rol...

    • Author: Mackizme
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • the morning after

    More banging and groaning persisted. The figure reemerged and made its way towards the armchair’s fellow, the bedsheets dragging slowly behind, picking up unswept patches of dust in its trail. “Morning Fritz, dear,” Zooey sang out che...

  • 2010 Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

    Its 12:14 AM, New Years Day, January 1st 2010. I get into bed and slide under all four blankets, in my tank top and shorts pajamas that my mom never understands. Its a new year and I’m kind of excited, for all the usual reasons. Then I remember 2...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Day 3: An Abundance of Katherines By John Green

    January 3rd I was awoken by yelling and someone pounding on my door…I really did need to invest in earplugs. I hid under my pillow hoping whoever it was would go away. No such luck. “This had better be good,” I mumbled to myself. R...

    • Author: Catherine
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Morning After

    Leaning over the pier she stared out at the morning dawn over the Pacific Ocean. He walked up quietly behind her holding two coffees. “No sugar right?” She turns around, “Yeah thanks,” she smiled as she grabbed the warm cup and ...

  • Morning Routine

    It had taken her a long time to get used to living with someone else. Now he watched sleepily as she started to get dressed and it was as if she didn’t realize he was there, except for the kisses she kept returning to plant. These in a way defeat...

    • Author: Lighty
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
  • A Delivery for Samuel

    A knock at the door awoke Samuel from his slumber. He swept the Sandman’s dust from his eyes and groggily kicked off the covers and removed himself from his warm bed. There was another rap on the door. “Again with the knocking…”...