Stories tagged “story”

  • Μαντάμ Μέγαιρα (Madame Shrew)

    —Ξένια! Ξένια! Ξύπνα, κορίτσι μου – δέν έχουμε πολύ χρόνο! Η μέρα δεν είχε ακόμα αρχίσει και ήδη η μάμα έχει στείλει την Ελευθερία να μ

  • Mambu Dogface in a Banana Patch -or- Its simple.

    “Why is the sea cow such a simple creature then?” Shot back Joel, “What purpose does it serve?? I mean honestly..” Steve had to think long and hard on that one. he did have a point, it was a simple creature. “Have you ever...

  • The Telling

    She sits at the table with her hands folded neatly in front of her, fingers woven together, green nail polish chipping, flaking, but the same color as her startling eyes. We have never spoken before, but her eyes feel familiar somehow. Maybe in another...

  • All in the family (Mature)

    I am perched on the edge of a seat that doesn’t want me, three legs shorter than the fourth. I am not a natural born pessimist, I believe in good things. Good things for good people, it’s just that I’m not good people. The preceding events ag...

    • Author: Copernicus
    • Posted 9 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Fad of Life

    “It’s just a fad,” I whispered. For some reason my voice resonates when I am in church. “What is,” queried the woman looking confused and teary. “Life. “Life is not a fad,” her hackles snapped into action. “Yes. Yes it is. It comes an...

    • Author: Copernicus
    • Posted 9 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • All in the Family II (Mature)

    “Disposing of a body isn’t as easy as it used to be,” I said, my mother shakes her head “What did I tell you? Huh,” a whispered demand. I hit replay and re-run our conversation but most of the words are hidden beneath the splatter. “I can

  • 'Til Death

    “Marry me!” he shrieked at her, gesticulating wildly. His bloodshot eyes met hers and held them, shoes crunching the gravel of the apartment roof as he paced. “No.” “NO!” the man screamed in a mockery of the woman...

    • Author: alibos
    • Posted 9 months ago.
  • Death and Rebirth

    There was another funeral procession today in Cozmel. Some forty mourners, at least two weeping brides, and the recently deceased. He was sitting proudly in his sedan chair carried on the shoulders of four young men. I had met him earlier when I first ...

  • By Any Means

    He had picked a spot up on a butte that overlooked the scrubland below. Besides him sat his Sharps rifle. It was outfitted with a brass telescope and set of cross hairs at the end of the barrel. Next to the rifle was three bullets, their brass casing s...

  • Draw, Ya Sidewinder!

    The man in black barely tilted his head up and said “I reckon I didn’t hear you correctly. What did you say?” The young man stood his ground and said, “I said draw your iron, you sidewinder! I’m here to put you in the grou...

  • Consumer Suicide (Mature)

    He’s naked dancing across the hardwood floors wearing only his socks, holding the shotgun he purchased at Walmart earlier in the day. The radio is tuned into a sketchy far away rap station, while the TV silently reels “The Playboy Girl̵...

    • Author: Lelly
    • Posted 3 months ago.
  • The Magic. (Part 1)

    People are always curious as to what keeps a person like me going. When you reject religion, spirituality, and belief in anything but the tangible, life must seem pretty bleak, right? You are left only with science, with the hard facts of war, disease,...

  • The Magic. (Part Deux)

    … Well I’ve thought about it. That’s a vast understatement, actually, I’ve practically obsessed over it. It’s like that question they always ask you at the doctors office- “Have you ever had thoughts of suicide?̶...

  • Awakening

    I don’t know where I am, and I don’t know how I got here. I opened my eyes, and I was blinded by the light radiating above me. I thought to myself, Where am I? I tried to stand, but my legs felt numb. Had I ever walked before? No… stu...

  • Orange

    Brother Neimus bowed his shaved head to Brother Paulus as he passed him on the way from evening prayers. The scent of citrus blossoms wafted through the stone arch windows. He paused and glanced out at the acres of neatly-tilled fields. Curious, he saw...

  • Movie Groovy

    During the shoot of an epic comic-book film adaptation, the lead actor was getting jangly nerves. Thinking of scathing Empire reviews, angry vloggers yelling into static cameras, annoyed Twitterers writing “dat film waz WELL shit lol =D”, a...

  • You Don’t Always Need Protection =D

    A little boy found on the streets of a busy city…a gangster picks him up..trains him… The boy grows up as one of his confidants … One day, the boy is attacked in the middle of the street and the gangster rushes to protect him …t...

    • Author: asmk
    • Posted 9 months ago.
    • 2 out of 5
  • Ralph MacPherson (1900-1939) Cheese Tamer

    Known as the cheese tamers’, cheese tamer. Born in Basingstoke to George and Mildred (nee Pickles) MacPherson who both insisted on only communicating in song. Ralph’s early years were blighted by pronounced pogonophobia, as a result of whic...

    • Author: Kate
    • Posted 9 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Free Future Hearings, Open Tuesdays

    I glance up at the ominous structure before me. My knees are shaking, but I clutch the voucher in my hand and force myself to calm my breathing. I won’t get another chance like this, I say to myself. Nobody turns down a “keyhole” vouc...

  • Hello, My Name is Persiphany Vanderbilt

    “Hello, my name is Persiphany Vanderbilt. I know my name is strange, but I didn’t choose it. You ever think about that? You know, how a name is the second gift you get in this world… The first, of course, is birth. And sometimes I won...

    • Author: L.P. Grey
    • Posted 8 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Love Stories Do That (tears challenge)

    She hated shopping, stores full of people, self-absorbed, vain, spending money they didn’t have on things that really had no value. She preferred second hand, vintage treasures that she recycled into her style. Elevator music that grated on her n...

  • Sister no more

    Zeetha stabbed the spearblade into the course brown earth working the blade back and forth, scouring the blood off before it darkened. The whole village stood breathing softly, the challenge over. Blade cleaned, she finished the ritual, stepping boldly...

  • And with a smile he shot it

    Oh My God, just take the friggin’ picture was the only thing I thought. Not is this a better position or should I do smile. The photographer kept moving around looking for something God knows what. He kept smiling to himself whenever he was with ...

  • Wash

    It was raining. Just not the way she wanted it to, she wanted to see the tree tops bend miraculously without breaking, she wanted a hurricane force storm to sting the window between her eyes and the view of his car. She knew eventually he was going to ...

    • Author: Lelly
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5