Stories tagged “youth”

  • Dangerous Youth

    I was never afraid of her. People don’t believe me, especially when I tell them I’ve seen her work. But I’ve also seen her getting dressed, and she puts her pantyhose on one delicious leg at a time (though her’s come with a seam...

    • Author: Vail Indigo
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Am I Still Your Charm or Am I Just Bad Luck?

    You’re five. You stand at the edge of the creek, bare feet inches away from the water, body tense with anticipation and excitement as you wait for the signal. A shout comes from somewhere close behind you (“Come on Stephanie, go in, the water’s f...

    • Author: theboysimean
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Are We Getting Closer or Are We Just Getting More Lost?

    Everbody hates me, nobody loves me, might as well go eat worms. The words of the childish rhyme echo through your mind and you choke, words bubbling up only to be swallowed back down again, and then again until you can almost feel them burning a hole i...

    • Author: theboysimean
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Let's Compare Scars, I'll Show You Who's is Worse

    You stand shakily, lifting the book from the floor with trembling hands, struggling to remain calm. You fight the urge to turn and look; a quick glance over your shoulder shows that she’s already gone, body remaining in the world of the living while ...

    • Author: theboysimean
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Let's Unwrite These Pages and Replace Them With Our Own Words

    She’s not dead, but she’s as good as gone, and you only wish you had more to remember her by. But you don’t, and you’re frightened that one day, you’ll forget her completely; face fading into a blur as the darkness at the edges of your mind a...

    • Author: theboysimean
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Summer of '07

    It only took half a bottle of Popov for Callahan to start making dares. Six shots later, there was a stolen traffic cone on my coffee table and I was bleeding from a self-inflicted stapler wound. Nick was supposed to drink a bottle of Worcestershire sa...

  • Yellow

    A coward has it easy: they’re only really afraid of one thing … being afraid. Everyone else has many fears. Meira was constantly teased by her classmates. She jumped at the smallest things: little bugs, harmless snakes, birds taking wing, a...

  • In A Hurry To Stay Young

    In his dreams he pushes back. He is eleven years old. His world has changed so much, his understanding of his place within it crumbling away. A few weeks ago he would have been playing games on the playground. Now, because of some understanding between...

    • Author: Ben Paddon
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Message to the Misguided People of the World

    None of you know What life is all about, Nor do you know True optimism— Being hopeful in the midst of despair, Steadfast in the face of adversity. Witnessing all sorts of evils, Acknowledging them fully, And still managing to find The goodness in hum...

  • A Reluctance To Die

    The Italian food put me in a good mood, so I flag down a cab. Luckily the driver is focused on the road more than his customer. When the taxi stops, I fork out some change and hop out, dusting the crumbs off my cloak, brandishing my scythe. The house i...

  • Untimely Separation

    “Can you moor the boat?” Sally asked me as she daintily hopped out of our sailboat onto the wooden dock. As she landed onto the panels of wood, she skidded, and grasped automatically at her stomach. “You should be more careful, Sal, t...

  • An Hour South of Nowhere

    “It’s getting dark,” she said. “Don’t worry, I will help you find your way,” he reassured her. He tightened his hold on her hand and smiled sincerely. She looked down to his bare feet as they made contact with the co...

    • Author: rmarkyates
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • x-mas letter - (Challenge)

    Dear those downstairs, This isn’t my first letter to you but might be the first to reach you. Christmas is approaching fast and with it feelings that I don’t like too much. The songs everybody love fill me with sadness and make it hard to breathe. ...

  • Catharsis

    On the field, the Titans scored. The October Friday night erupted in delirious cheers as the home team’s margin grew to a merciless four touchdowns and a field goal. Bobby watched the cheerleaders begin another auto-routine, their breath visible ...

    • Author: Eckhouse
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • A Big Blue Stereotype

    At the corner of my street sat a stereotype. A large blue house with a yard full of weeds and unmowed grass. It was littered with old, yellowed baseballs, sun faded frisbees that were once brightly colored, and a football or two that had long since los...

  • Creative Differences

    Hayder had a wispy little beard, bags under his eyes and a sickly complexion. He was only thirty-one, even though he looked like he’d seen the world twice over and written whole novels complaining about it. The toll of too many drinks and cigarettes ...

    • Author: Edcrab
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
  • Lady Luck and Motherly Love

    Father told me early in life that women would be my downfall. I spent a good part of my youth taunting Lady Luck like one does with a horse and carrot, partaking in various dangerous stunts that are typical of young boys. Fortunately for me (and my poo...

  • Just Like You (Poem)

    Lie on night’s lawn Swallow oblivion By the gallon Get high but… “Ut-tut-tut! Come down Come dawn Come on COME ON! I know It’s not your fault I know I know I don’t care I just want you there Alive and there It’s no ...

  • Pandora Jae [[LoA]]

    You had a young, rambunctious chocolate labrador named San-Fran. I would look down at you two from the window of my flat, holding a cup of earl grey close to my face, its steam rising in the morning light. At 6:15 a.m. you’d emerge from the build...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • An Unexpected Find

    Two figures walked with the entitled authority of youth while light from the street lamp blended their shadows. This was their street. Born and raised here, Jeff and Paul were best friends. There were a couple of ways to case a place. One took time and...

  • An Unexpected Find: The Wind

    BAM! The thieves spun towards each other, clutching one another, each with a firm hold on the bathtub’s half-wall. A second later they had regained control of their manliness, but a childlike nervousness still resided in them as they ventured out fro...

    • Author: Sir Bic
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • A Million Miles Left

    He stared at his empty cup.No more beer to be had, he had to be sober. His friends weren’t holding back.It’s only right to celebrate a personal victory.Another dragon slayed.He sat across the room and simply observed them.Age doesn’t ...

    • Author: lindsay22
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • ...That's when it happened

    My brother often gets lost in thought, but when I checked, his gaze was transfixed on the heavens. “Do you see that?” he asked. Curious, I too looked to the sky. Immediately I spotted an odd star cluster, which seemed to be swimming overhea...

  • The Cloud Factory

    When I was small, my mate Tony and I used to cycle down to the open ground at the edge of town and play next to The Cloud Factory. It was some huge, complex arrangement of ducts and pipes, forklifts and men in boilersuits, but the most arresting thing ...

  • River Rats

    Summer crawls around the bend, Simply paced, Too shy for rafting. Waters green with algae, Albeit beautiful with nostalgia. We boys see adventure around its banks. Rocky shores climb into valley walls; Foliage ranges from shrubbery to trees and back. W...