Sans Neige
How am I supposed to know if it was for the better or the worse? I grew up ordinary—middle-class, suburban home. There were trees and streams, but being in the…[...]
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How am I supposed to know if it was for the better or the worse? I grew up ordinary—middle-class, suburban home. There were trees and streams, but being in the…[...]
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“Come in! Nozwelo? Yes, Come in please.”Nozwelo walks in with her potential boyfriend and manages a formal smile when she locks eyes with Dr. Khoza. The young man who follows…[...]
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The house's exterior was neat and clean. The porch swing tipped back and forth without a creak. All my good memories seem to have lined up beautifully out here. I…[...]
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Five thousand miles is the kind of number that sounds clean until you try to live inside it. It’s a number you can Google. Taipei to Seattle. The little airplane…[...]
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My mother held the Book. She held it against her belly the way she never held any of us. Both hands on it. Her thumb crushed against the edge so…[...]
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Today, Mommy hung pictures in the long hallway at our new place. I’m fascinated by old pictures and the past, in general. Anything that happened before I was born interests…[...]
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Facades and reactions are usually her saving grace and combat response but today is different. It takes too much strength for her to smile at anyone, and even her nieces…[...]
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July 2005, life was supposed to be exciting! My oldest daughter was preparing to go off to college with all the dreams of college life. We were preparing for her…[...]
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His body violently shivered as he lay on his side in a ball like an animal protecting himself from the elements. The jumpsuit did nothing for warmth; the thin, unwelcoming…[...]
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The winter sun is casting its last rays over the freshly snow-covered ground. He watches the rays until they fade, then turns back from the window as the aroma from…[...]
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finished swirling the whipped cream on top of the drink, placed it on the bar, and called out, “Half-caf triple grande hazelnut nonfat with whip mocha.” As the woman grabbed…[...]
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“Mum! Mum! Wake up! The water’s at the steps.”“What time is it Jonny?”“It’s 4 a.m. I think we should wake the neighbours and tell them to come over here.”I struggled…[...]
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Our world was beautiful. We got married at 23. We met in college. I was studying to be a professional photographer, and she a nurse. We were so mismatched. The…[...]
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I was very young when I first heard the lonesome horn of the Silver Ghost carrying across the Nebraska plains where nary a train has ever run. I was sitting…[...]
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The missus grabs me and holds me tight. Her hands are cold as she places me under the shower of hot, brown liquid, with the aroma of peace and calmness.…[...]
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Chapter 1: Paladin When the alarms sounded at 01:23:40 on April 26th, the Ministry hoped it was a standard cascade failure: operator error, graphite ignition, steam explosion. The kind of…[...]
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(Sensitive content: nothing happens on-scene but allusions to suicide and sexual violence are made) Larry wished he had never been born. All his life he made one dumb decision after…[...]
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My mom got the superlative, “A smile for every occasion,” in high school. Her father, my Pop-pop, was in the FBI. There’s a framed photo of him, my grandma, mom…[...]
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Sensitive content: euthanasia Eileen signed the visitors’ book in her mother’s room and checked the other entries. Just as she thought, she and Ruth were the only visitors. They were…[...]
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It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was nearly dark. I was driving towards a little village called Netherton when the car slowed and came to a…[...]
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The engine of the Wagoneer cut out, leaving us in a sudden, ringing silence. Outside, the afternoon sun baked the church parking lot's asphalt, trying to melt the snow, but…[...]
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12 February 2030Turtle BayManhattan, New YorkUSATo my sweet love,My precious gift, I know you don’t have many words if any and you don’t owe me anything. I don’t blame you…[...]
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The campus moved with a confidence that bordered on indifference. Students streamed past her in intersecting currents, backpacks thudding softly, voices rising and falling in overlapping conversations that never paused…[...]
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The bells begin while Éva is still standing in her kitchen, holding a mug she has no intention of finishing. They strike too early, as they always do in the…[...]
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“Honey, your life is in danger. Don’t you understand?”Renee listened respectfully to her boyfriend’s concerns over her phone. She just had a different opinion. ”Travis, I do understand, and I’m…[...]
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Prompt: Set your story on a remote island, a distant planet, or somewhere faraway and forgotten. Once upon a cloud where time doesn’t matter, there is a heavenly place faraway…[...]
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The badge on Sheriff Silas Blackwood’s chest felt heavier than the lead in his service belt. It wasn’t just three ounces of polished silver; it was the forty years of…[...]
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One day, a Golden Retriever named Willow went on her usual morning walk. She loved this time of day, when the world seemed to wake slowly, as if wrapped in…[...]
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. The tagline, the parting words, and the lasting message of the book I've just finished, closed, and placed on the shelf where all my books are spines in, edges…[...]
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Prompt: Start or end your story with someone opening or closing a book. My given name is Pierre. Friends (or so they claim to be) call me the “hoover” because…[...]
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Visceral dread rolled in with the orange hues of dusk, of dust, of ashes, of tears. I was a prisoner to my own mind, the rebuke from my dear Aisling,…[...]
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Jasmine wasn’t sure what to do with the book. Her friend simply gave it to her at work, out of the blue.“Have you met my best friend?” Yuri asked.“No, I…[...]
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BABETTE“I’m sorry, but you’ve missed office hours,” the professor muttered, the words dulled by habit, “and while normally I’d be more than obliging, it’s exam season. I said in class,…[...]
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“William. William, can you hear me? It is time to go.” Shannon put on her boots and her jacket. The party would start soon, and she did not want to…[...]
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A man sits alone on the edge of a bed. The door to the room remains closed as he sits alone with an overhead light from a fan covering the…[...]
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Studies. Research. Accolades. I decided to take a breather from hunting down the mob who stole my friend and concentrate a little on what's actually in front of me. Exams.…[...]
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Blaze The Fire-Breathing Dragon's First Friend My name is Blaze, and I'm a fire-breathing dragon. Since I'm the baddest mojo in the entire metropolis of Danville, Va., nobody messes with…[...]
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Though the story is fiction, it addresses topics related to abuse, trauma, alcoholism, and other life challenges. The content may be triggering for some readers. The idea of the story…[...]
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Soft steps are heard in the garden, gingerly I hide. Looking from the bush, I see my mother. My love. Oh, how she is so sad. My initial motive to…[...]
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Prompt: Write a story where the line between myth and reality begins to blur.Prompt: Write a story that connects mythology and science. “It’s an agglomerated catastrophe,” said the young geologist…[...]
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The elders whispered of a beginning that had been beautiful. They called our grove a hidden paradise, where animals and humans roamed in harmony. A place where gentle streams of…[...]
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This poor old lady named Lucy lived alone. She raised 8 children and loved them very much. She would do anything she could to help them, but one day, before…[...]
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One of the greatest joys of my existence was witnessing Him lay the foundations of the earth. I stood with the host above the waters before men had language for…[...]
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FRAGMENTS OF GABRIELLENotes from a Dying TownBy Faith RosePART I — THE RED COAT SEASONFRAGMENT I — RED COAT, GRAY MORNING Trigger Warning: This story explores themes of loneliness, isolation,…[...]
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Prompt: Write about someone who is grappling with loneliness. The music and words in my head were so loud it was disrupting my thoughts. “One is the loneliest number you…[...]
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Gennaro felt honored to be the Chief Science Officer on the Chrysalis for its maiden voyage. Their mission was to explore the Alpha Centauri system and to help set up…[...]
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In a dream, I saw myself walking by the beautiful and small lake near my hometown... A sound like the song of birds and perhaps mermaids reached my ears... And…[...]
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It's like a blanket wrapped around me and over my head, suffocatingly too warm and nowhere to escape. Like standing in a room full of people, yet I feel swallowed…[...]
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The late afternoon light slanted across Columbus Circle, turning the stone edge of Central Park gold. Though most people could appreciate this aesthetic–Augustin Fontenot could not–because he had been born…[...]
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(Story contains allusions to torture, but no actual depictions of it) “So, what’s the catch?” The demon hesitated. The sulfurous smoke billowing from his form dissipated slightly as his concentration…[...]
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“The greatest work that kindness does to others is that it makes them kind themselves.”-Amelia EarhartRule #1- Four downs to get the ball across the goal line (telephone pole); no…[...]
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“Look around you,” Grandpa whispered as he gently rested his left hand on my right shoulder, and waved out in front of us with his right. “This is what I…[...]
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Content warning: Themes of death***1. Tell the truthBe gentle but honest. This is your son's first time experiencing death, his only rodeo.He is five years old, wild-eyed and sugar-crazed and…[...]
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It was almost impossible to make out the lone figure, shuffling slowly across the expanse of sand, far below. Only his movement gave him away. Wrapped in pale shreds of…[...]
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Rather than enjoying the miracle of life, humankind has generally chosen the opposite – they have tried to understand it. More specifically, since the first caveman scribbled on the walls…[...]
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"I'm worried, Alice," Mother says as I prepare to go to the Surface. I want to say I'm not, but she’d know I'm lying. I hug her instead, my arms…[...]
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Professor Manda entered the lecture hall, and the entire auditorium fell silent upon noticing her presence. She tapped the floor as she walked in her blocked purple heels, which complemented…[...]
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Content warning: Strong language and discussions of nihilism, existential despair, and suicide.Supreme: There is no point to anything at all so we should all cease to exist. All in Unison: Naaahhhhh.Supreme:…[...]
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Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of resentment, family conflict, emotional manipulation, un-forgiveness, and intense interpersonal tension, which may be distressing for some readers. Ah, Christmas, the time when joy…[...]
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I’m sorry, dear self, for abandoning the one thing that brought me solace, for neglecting the fire that once burned within me, for chasing the wrong dreams and prioritizing the…[...]
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Marie always knew freedom would be bitter. What she hadn’t expected was for sand and dried blood to stain her tastebuds salty, instead of sweet. Bare feet trudged and scrapped against…[...]
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It all started with a phone introduction from a mutual friend. I agreed to go on a date with a tall, young man from my department. He was my senior…[...]
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Our virtue or excellence does not drive our actions but by the act itself. "We are what we do," ~Aristotle. Saliva mixed with cooked oats and brown sugar dripped in…[...]
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The first time I saw Camilla, she was sitting on the hood of a beat-up car, a cigarette dangling from her lips and a sketchbook balanced on her knees. Her…[...]
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The meeting was held at the San Sebastian National Trust Public and Private Meeting Facility Room. The sign above the door stated this and I was still a bit fuzzy…[...]
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It has been two weeks since the funeral. Now all that was left was a skeleton of a home. The ghastly white sky perfectly mirrors the experience of the inside.…[...]
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in an old housing complex in a sydney suburb ,which not such a quiet little suburb like once a few years back ,for changed over years gone by with more…[...]
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“I’m telling you, this isn’t right. What do you mean I have to file an 18-1B? And then wait in another line?” I ran my fingers through my hair. “Sorry,…[...]
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Edie bit her bottom lip, her eyes darting over the metal keyboard panel beside the door, fingers trembling as she punched in the seven-digit code. She'd already called the police…[...]
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Years and years ago, in a lesser city somewhere beneath the eternal rain and amidst the blue plant life of Rainland, is a young man, only five years old at…[...]
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The Countryside The countryside belies the notion that in its embrace, tranquillity reveals her purest essence. She is often envisioned as flawless, serene, and undeniably righteous, drawing both the inspired writer…[...]
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Trigger: written in the fat thumb grammar to avoid data miners over-borrowing any more labor.Grandpa was dragged out by his neck and forced to sign his property away. The crows…[...]
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Lora was here. Lora, was a dog. At least she imagined herself to be in this moment. Lora barked, she played, she spun, she laid. She did all this when…[...]
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It was the beginning of a rainy season. The first rain in the new year. As usual, the weather forecast had wrongly predicted a sunny day. It started with a drizzle,…[...]
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I found myself walking through a throng of pedestrians. I push and shove through the invisible faces, and the riptide of random bodies swarming against my every movement. Claustrophobia and…[...]
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By J. H. WatsonSensitive content: physical abuse, childhood trauma I squint my eyes as the blinding glare seeps through the corner of the blinds. A small frown gently leads to…[...]
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T/W : Descriptions of gun violence, blood, and slight gore ; Censored swears ; Heavy discussion of racismJune 1st, 1921 - 2nd Day of the Tulsa MassacreGreenwood, TulsaI remember that…[...]
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TW: slave trading Our hut burns hot and fast without warning. Everyone in our village is screaming and running. I outrun my older brother to the sand. He says…[...]
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I was born from the black soil of my ancestors, the Maasai people, where the wind whispered of rain long before the first drop ever kissed the earth. My childhood…[...]
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A colorless world I am a nameless protagonist in a never-ending story set in a bleak and desolate place. This world has lost all color. Even the vibrancy of my…[...]
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As I walk across the sand I get nostalgia from memories a long time ago. The sand was burning my feet. It was hot but the clouds kept coming closer.…[...]
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Mona had a knack for noticing the unnoticed. Therefore when she came across a seemingly insignificant item, she could not avoid giving it more attention. Every evening, at exactly 16:30,…[...]
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The interior was lavishly decorated, a stark contrast to the rugged exterior. Polished wood panels gleamed under the soft glow of brass sconces, casting warm light over plush, velvet-upholstered seats.…[...]
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“I’m late!”Nia’s breath came in short, panicked gasps as she bolted out of the house, nearly tripping over the step as she hurried toward the bus stop. Her heels clacked…[...]
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“It's been 2 years, you're going.” My bossy but loving bestie Michelle demanded as she expertly applied my makeup. It actually had been three years, but I wasn't going to…[...]
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The sun descends from the sky, hidden behind the hills and shallow valleys. My mind drifts to a wonderful world of my own where my worries are distant and faint.…[...]
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Moving is quite possibly the worst. Now packing... Packing is fine. You get the cathartic pleasure of grouping your belongings in labeled boxes. Everything has its place. You travel down…[...]
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