Satire
I Tried to Fix the World
“My body my choice,” I shouted. My name is Fred McGraw, and I’d traveled all the way from Birmingham, Alabama to be here. I was at a political rally, fighting the new covid vaccine they’d invented. I was trying to change the world, preventing corporations from forcing us to put there medicine in our bodies. Even if vaccines did work, I didn’t want one.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Whoa! what the hug
"Wrapped in Your Arms" Sophie stood alone on the sidewalk, watching the raindrops trickle down the glass windows of the coffee shop. She had just come from a long day at work, feeling exhausted and disheartened. As she gazed at the dreary scene before her, she wondered if the day would ever improve.
By Prabakaran S3 years ago in Fiction
Love on a Rainy Day !
"Love on a Rainy Day" The rain was pouring down in sheets, and the streets were slick and shiny as Logan made his way to the coffee shop. He'd been thinking about her all day, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer to see her again. When he arrived, she was already there, sitting at a small table by the window.
By Prabakaran S3 years ago in Fiction
The Superhero's Wife
There’s a head in the fridge. Again. It’s decaying and starting to smell appalling and they didn’t even have the decency to put it on the empty shelf. That’s the hotdogs gone before Friday! I’ll have to empty everything out once I get out of here. Fortunately, it’s only slightly chilly.
By Robyn Little3 years ago in Fiction
The Haunted Mansion of the Ghostly Young Girl
Once upon a time, in a small, remote town, there was an old, abandoned mansion. The mansion was said to be haunted by the ghost of a young girl who died under mysterious circumstances. The villagers whispered that her ghost roamed the halls of the mansion, searching for revenge against those who had wronged her. No one dared to enter the mansion, for fear of being possessed by the vengeful ghost.
By Narrative Eye3 years ago in Fiction
Confessions
If walls could talk...they wouldn't. Seriously, what would be the point? How can I put this delicately? Walls like myself are experts in human behavior. We have literally seen and heard it all. Like good therapists, we could easily straighten out humanity if people would just listen to us. Unfortunately, we can't because they won't.
By Audrey Steele3 years ago in Fiction
