Stories tagged “summer”

  • In Love With Miss Love

    There was a sad song playing on the radio and the evening breeze of summer was drifting in through the open window. I was dancing with the mop again. Mrs. Thompson was probably watching me out her bedroom window and shaking her head again. I knew this ...

    • Author: RainDance
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • In the Good Ole Summertime

    If there’s one thing I know, it’s that my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. It’s the dash of Kahlua that does it. Cold, refreshing, ice cream, and alcohol; what more can you want? They’d been inside watching the game, d...

  • 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 over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Night of the Big Storm

    The sound of thunder always takes me back to “the night of the big storm”. It was a summer evening in 1982. Many family members were together at my grandmother’s house helping her pack in the no sells from her yard sale that day. It h...

  • Milk Wars(Part 1)

    It was the summer of ’92 and the pre-teens of 49th street were preparing for the yearly milkshake war. As was the strange custom of the small town of Bunberry, each girl paired up with another to set up their milkshake stand (rather than the clic...

  • Milk War(Part 2)

    They had created a stage and use it to challenge rival stands. Two by two the girls would battle for another title; dance empress! Of course the boys would flock to the victorious stand and make sure it sold out fast. Guys just couldn’t resist vi...

  • golden sunshine music

    Lying out on the deck was something she did daily. Around noon the wooden porch was fully in the sun and at 12:30 when she went and stretched out on it the wooden beams had soaked up so much lovely golden warmth that she could feel it seeping back out ...

    • Author: emily.ruth
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Summer my Daddy used the Baseball Bat

    I’ve had this idea for a while, but it really came to life when I listened to a song called White Houses by Vanessa Carlton. It really inspired me to write, and I hope you like my idea (: ~ I sat in the front seat of my mother’s station w...

  • Staying Friends

    “We’ll stay friends, though, right?” He prepared to leave, my heart in his hand, squeezing it into an agreeable answer without even realizing it. “Yeah, of course,” I said, hardly even stumbling as I choked back tears. Not...

  • Kentucky Then to South Carolina

    My knees are leaning on the dashboard as I look at the map. Taylor Swift is still singing loud on the radio. The summer breeze comes in through the window. “So we will probably reach Kentucky by dinner. Do you want to check in then eat or just ea...

  • Gentle Goodbye

    It was a beautiful English summers day. He had found a secluded spot in the park. He sat under a tree and mused as he listed to the birds tweeting and chirping. He wondered what they were talking to each other about. He started getting paranoid. He tho...

    • Author: ernmander
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Summer's Sonnet

    clouds of grey clouds of white no flowers in bloom no birds in sight a summer’s day with winter’s chill an occasional breeze but mostly still but wait! what’s this? the sun shines through reminding me of what to do i sing i dance i l...

    • Author: Gautier
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Almost There, but Late

    “We may not get to you till noon Thomas,” I tell him over the phone. “We got caught in a massive storm.” “Stupid storm,” Maddy says from the back seat. “O ok, that’s fine. I’m just happy we get to d...

  • To the Moon (Mature)

    ‘Tom, you have to come across the street and talk to Bill, he is freaking out,’ said Betsy, grabbing my arm and pulling me toward the stairs that connected the two roads. ‘Okay, okay, it’s just Bill acting weird, relax Betsy,’ I said. I walke...

  • Click Clack Clicking (Mature)

    Here he’s sitting on a chalkboard in mid-May, riding it for all its worth, working out some rough shit for the tough kids to make light of. And she’s all tapping those shoes for an hour, tap tap tapping while he keeps sweating the white pow...

    • Author: Out There
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • In the Midst

    At last. It was a shining, golden hour, like the sun had moved closer to earth. A hyper-real, hyper-luminous glare, light stabbing furiously at earth, plants, trees, grass. “Maybe this is what happens,” she thought, wiping fog from the pain...

    • Author: dt
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • No Regrets

    He lay at the head of a crimson stream, shivering in the summer heat. The darkness faded to nothing. “It was worth it.”

    • Author: J.M.V.
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Little Unknown Baseball Player Series

    It was the middle of the summer and another season of baseball was upon us. The heat was scorching the fields and players were hitting runs for their teams, it was always my favorite time of the year. I knew in my heart I would never forget those times...

  • The Wyatt Inn (Mature)

    Maybe I was crazy, I thought, standing outside the rundown roadside motel. I leaned against the side of my Ford pickup truck, taking a drag from my cigarette. The heat from the sun-baked metal frame soaked into my skin through my shirt and the blisteri...

    • Author: Byn
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Where are you Green?

    Stroll outside And you will see Exactly what is missing To me. For the trees Are dead. The trees Are brown And creak lifelessly Barely a sound. The winter is bleak For no colors will grow. The only excitement bearing Is fresh fallen snow. The thing I d...

  • Play for Your Life

    “Begin again.” The crone behind me lit a cigarette and eased back into her chair, rivaling its wrinkles with her own. I shut my eyes tightly and took a deep breath. Only two more months. Then school starts again, and I don’t have to d...

  • Supposed to be together

    I stared out my window at the pouring rain. There was only one day till summer and it was raining. That’s not what was on my mind though. Lucas’s glare was still in my mind. I told Megan about it. She said I was probably over reacting ̶...

    • Author: Violet
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Summer

    Puddle jumping fun, friends laughing keeps me going, even though I’m soaked.

  • Singles Going Steady

    A quiet jazz melody broke through the conversations that intertwined and became one loud, overbearing mumble of a noise that encased the interior of the coffee shop like a humid summer heat. The barista behind the counter, feeling a certain groove well...