Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Humans.

Guarded: The Story that Messed Me Up for Years
It all started over a year ago when my boyfriend, Peter, broke up with me. This was a very, very hard time for me. He and I remained friends, which wasn't a bad thing. During this break up… LITERALLY a few days after, if that, another guy messaged me, Collin. I already knew this guy because he was Peter’s friend from church. I had met him in the past and we DID NOT get along… at all. He was a jerk. He was horrible and even just thinking about it makes me almost cry. He would do and say things to me that would make me break down. It got to the point where my family saw how much it was hurting me, and I was not allowed to be in the same room or even building as him. He was AWFUL. However, looking back on it, after every tease or remark, he would look at me like he knew something. Anyways, back to the story.
By Lauren Rolf8 years ago in Humans
He Saved My Life and Ruined It at the Same Time
I only talked to Andrew once. My English teacher split the class into groups of four and told us to discuss a chapter from Frankenstein. Andrew spoke last; it was the first time I had ever seen him do anything in class other than sleep on his desk. His voice was low, and his words were mushed together so that I had to concentrate hard to pick apart the words. Amanda and Greg, the other two in our group, gave up after a while, but I continued to listen.
By Jessica Watters8 years ago in Humans
I Can't Fix You
Relinquishing all hope that I can change you: that is difficult for me. I hope so much that one day you wake up and are you again. I love you, but the addict in you makes it so hard. Should love be this much work? Should a marriage be filled with this much resentment? The truth is, I don't know. The obvious answer would appear to be no, but is it different with an addict? It takes every bit of yourself not to leave, even when you feel you should. The question I can't get the answer to is, when should I give up?
By Mama Mood8 years ago in Humans
Nightmares and True Love
"You died today. My blurred eyes were watching you go down into that last resting place. Our kids were screaming for you. I could hear the pain as they called out your name. All I could do was cry silently and stand there lovingly embracing them — I have been keeping them together, for my sake. Do you see us?
By Eboni Lobley8 years ago in Humans
Maybe I Thought We Had Something More Than We Did
I have soo much to write, I just don't know where to start. Should I start with my best friend who I thought might have feelings for me the way I did him? Maybe I should talk about how my new friend is just too good to be true, so good that the thought of him even a little interested in me is a joke! Well I suppose I should start about how I got myself in this, and how this seems to be a loop of how my "friendships" go.
By Nalaisha Johnson8 years ago in Humans
How to Listen to Others
When someone needs your support, sometimes it is hard to know how to help and you can do more harm than good. Of course, you have good intentions but it can be difficult to know what to say when a person is pouring their life story out to you and you are completely unprepared. Consider this your guide.
By Lexi Merrick8 years ago in Humans
The Beginning of the Year, the End of His Life
Imagine this. It’s a peaceful summer night. You are watching the sunset alone, watching its beautiful pink hues transform into the most mesmerizing shades of purple. Sitting on your blanket that feels more like a scruffy towel, in the soft sand right behind the swaying dunes. Every now and then, you check your phone. And there it is. A notification from the boy you have always pined over. This was me the summer going into sophomore year.
By Anna Kate8 years ago in Humans
The Veil Vows
Anne blinked. Then there it was. It was all surreal. She looked down at her bouquet filled with white flowers of all sorts and then at her hand holding it, no ring. Her father was on her left side, walking her down the grass aisle. His eyes were filled with tears, but he blinked them away. She smiled to herself trying to hold back her own because this was supposed to be a happy day, no one could see her watery eyes through her white veil anyways.
By Neish8 years ago in Humans
Pieces of Paper
You sat next to me. That's the first thing I remember when I think about how I got to slowly falling in love with you, but nothing actually started there. I began to look for you a long time back.
By Eva Beatrice8 years ago in Humans
Girls' Night In
You call it "girls' night in," I call it free therapy! The few days out of our lives where us gals just kick it back with PJ's on and all the care in the world of how we look out the door. A night where picking the right outfit, putting on those high heels you've been eyeing for a while, and finishing off the look with that sexy red lipstick becomes completely irrelevant. Nights like these are for when one of your girl says, "I got some tea to spill!" earlier in the day, and so now the priority becomes looking forward to that time where you and your girls get together to spill some tea, while literally sipping on some, or, as most might prefer, while sippin' on a glass of wine.
By Simply Soly8 years ago in Humans
Life Changes
Patience is driving me mad! I used to think that I had life all figured out. When I was seventeen years old I was accepted into a local community college. By my second semester I had what I thought was a foolproof plan for having a successful life.
By M S Evans8 years ago in Humans
Yenta and the Jewish Standard
I’m so old that I started blind dating before match.com existed. I’m not sure if blind dating is a verb but the other variations — blindly dating or dating blind — sounded worse. I used newspaper ads and a matchmaking service to try and meet my future husband. Even though I learned pretty quickly that describing oneself with brown hair and blue eyes in written form is no match for a photo, I kept doing it, hoping my wealthy, good looking, funny, preferably Jewish prince would appear.
By Nancy Fingerhood8 years ago in Humans