Stories tagged “my”

  • My Happy Place

    My happy place has high expectations, and it isn’t everyone’s favorite place to be. Nevertheless, it is a source of great comfort and motivation for me. It is a school. I can see the chalkboard. I can smell the pencil shavings. I fill my brain w...

  • From Two Cubicles Over

    Hello, my name is Bailey. Well, that is my surname. Truthfully, my name is unimportant. You may call me what you like. I know you and you know me. I know we pass each other from time to time picking up reports from the printer or getting coffee to wake...

    • Author: Lillie
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5

  • You Say Dramatic I Say Depressed

    The girls around me chattered like songbirds about this and that: boys, gossip, how much they hate blah blah blah. I hated them. I hated all of them. I didn’t mind being in class with them until I gasp got to know them. I was the girl in black. ...

  • You Say Emo I Say Troubled

    I watched, not breathing, as he read my letter silently. She looked over his shoulder and read it saying “She’s a freak. You’re not actually going to go on a pity date with her, are you?” He laughed “No way.” Strike ...

  • Bid for my Virginity (Mature)

    I ran to the shower, which was mercifully empty, an briskly scrubbed off the guilt and shame of the previous day. My hair would have to wait, I thought and dried myself roughly before throwing on the sparse clothes I’d been given. I brushed my ha...

  • Bid For My Virginity (II) (Mature)

    I could only guess what this would entail. Obviously they were all men looking to have sex with a virgin. I sat where I’d been positioned, waiting for my ordeal to begin so it would end as fast as possible. After a couple of minutes that felt lik...

  • Bid for my Virginity (III) (Mature)

    I’d never thought they’d start so high. I looked around hoping that they’d think it too expensive but unfortunately the man who asked the question raised a hand, bidding. After that, the bids flowed in, all bidding at least once. Obvi...

  • Prison

    My nose burned. The smell was horrid. I opened my eyes to a sight I was all to familiar with. A stone floor, scattered with filth, greeted me. Rats scampered across the area right beside my head. I took a breath and coughed, the air was terribly pollut...

    • Author: gLeek4eva
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5

  • Protagonist

    I am bare bones and frost with eyes like the sky. I have a heart beat and lungs and no life at all. I hope I am everything you’ve dreamed.