Stories tagged “stuck”

  • Riveted, Barely Breathing

    It was the head tilt. His head was looking down at her and tilted slightly to the right. He was going to kiss her. You could see his desire smoldering behind his lips even though you couldn’t see his eyes or hear what he whispered. But she stood ...

  • Stuck

    The white t-shirt sticks to my stomach, turned see-through by the churning, spitting sea. Froth bubbles in my hair, disappearing as my head tucks under several inches. A roll of green water pulls my feet backwards, trailing my body along with it. _ Swi...

    • Author: Katie Kim
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Shafted

    According to the security chatter, someone had found the bodies and now security personnel were swarming around like angry bees. Rachel slumped against the wall of the elevator. “They just locked down the building. I don’t see any way out.&...

  • Sentimentalism

    The present’s simply A haunted grave of worship To the living past. 

    • Author: helig
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
  • Stalemate

    Whenever we have one of those talks I wish I could shrink into my seat. I wish I could tell you that I am not happy but I’m walking across the tightrope of your heart keeping glass balls in the air I’m prancing gaily like well-preened hors...

    • Author: helig
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • One Last Meeting (Day 8)

    The days were beginning to blend together. Every morning the alarm went off giving Martin exactly nineteen minutes to shower, shove a stale pop tart in his mouth and hustle to work. Even after his second cup of coffee, the thick fuzzy feeling, as if hi...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Henry's Last Stand (Day 44)

    Henry paced back and forth in front of the opaque double doors. He clenched and unclenched his hands trying to stop their shaking. Maya should be coming through those doors any minute. She always took lunch around this time, though he had been ready fo...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • (Day 38) Stuck (Mature)

    Beth place three fingers on the handle and jiggled it. It made a considerable racket before she stopped, stepped back, and sighed. “This door,” she declared, “is impossible.” “Could it be,” her brother Sam asked, ...

  • Hope in a State of Disrepair (Day 115)

    The rotor spun lazily around in a circle, sputtering every third rotation. Tom knew it was every third rotation because he had nothing to do except sit and watch the helicopter waste gas. The noise and the heat reminded him of the times when he used to...

  • I'll Learn How To Fly On My Own

    These chains surround me. Lighter than air, But rooted like a tree. They push and press. They block my way. I push back nonetheless. I’m stuck, immobile. Demons crowd around my ankles, But I crawl on with head held high and noble. I drown in my o...