Microfiction
That’ll be 4$, Miss
The gas station was no busier than usual. Mostly just travelers these days. After the new interstate opened and the airport turned international, my stop turned into a pass through than a local place where people buy drinks and the occasional chips. I still keep it pretty clean though. Try to mop every day and restock the shelves to the best of my ability. It gets lonely, watching people come and go. Makes me question if this is what I'll do for the next thirty years. It’s not all bad though. Makes me excited to see who i’ll meet tomorrow.
By Mason Walters3 years ago in Fiction
The Car Seat
She was overjoyed with her purchase. After hours of painstaking research, she had finally settled on the crème de la crème of car seats. It had extra leg space, it was height adjustable, impact resistant. It was built for comfort. But it couldn’t comfort her. The total came to $354. It was her utility bill. It was her groceries. But she would rather freeze in the most fridgid of winters or starve in a season’s blight than spare the fee. The car seat sat unboxed, eager for a companion. She was spared the child.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Fiction
Future Imagination
The year is 2042. The world is now much different place than it was just a few years ago. The climate has changed and many cities have been destroyed due to rising in sea levels. The population has also declined significantly, and those who remain are struggling to survive.
By Manpreet Singh Bhinder3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Deception: A Groundbreaking Investigation
Darkness has always been associated with fear and uncertainty. It is a place where shadows dance and lie, creating an eerie atmosphere that can make even the bravest of hearts tremble. Shadows of Deception, a book written by Sozo, takes readers on a journey through this mysterious world, uncovering hidden details about its characters and their motives.
By Bishnu Banerjee3 years ago in Fiction
An Actress Forgets Her Lines. Top Story - May 2023.
The actress stared into the distance, unable to speak. All traces of the character had fallen away. She stood there frozen, mouth agape, drenched in sweat. The words had vanished from her mind, replaced by fear, doubt, and self flagellation.
By Leslie Writes3 years ago in Fiction
