Mystery
Fälschung
“Shut up, Mark!” Ron muttered under his breath. His little brother was driving him mad. Hell, his little brother had been driving him mad ever since he was born. As he dragged his rusty sled, all Ron wanted to do was go sledding and possibly get his highly mysterious soul mate to spend some time with him. Of course, she her self was not aware of their so called ‘bond’. But it did not mean that what Ron felt for her was not real; it did not reduce its legitimacy even one bit.
By Jane Diokpo5 years ago in Fiction
Do Not Open
Do Not Open By David E. Perry N ina and Lina Honors did everything together. That’s just the way twins are sometimes. They think alike. They act alike. When in school, they played the same sports and took the same classes. They even at one time dated twin brothers. They broke it off when Lina’s boyfriend kissed Nina by mistake. So, it was no wonder when, just 5 days after their 25th birthday, they moved into the same 3-bedroom house, just 10 miles from home.
By David E. Perry5 years ago in Fiction
How I Spent My Summer Holiday
I woke up with scenes of that night so long ago running through my head. The young boy, shaking with cold as he built a teepee of boards around him in the abandoned barn, trying to keep warm. The half-crazed woman, fiercely gripping the steering wheel in bare hands, as she drove wildly down the boat launch, out onto the frozen lake. The ice on the lake, holding steady until it could no longer carry the weight of the car, finally cracking and welcoming her into its icy depths. The young couple, sharing the agonizing pain of childbirth in a nearby hospital and the joy as they welcomed their firstborn son into the world. The connections between them all, brought to light this summer because I grabbed onto a rope that couldn’t bear my weight. I snuggled into the covers, holding on to the wonder of it all for as long as possible.
By Gail Wylie5 years ago in Fiction
Another Delivery Day
“Brrring, Brrring” Annabelle dropped the knife in her hand and grabbed the phone, “Thank you for calling Agawam Flower Shop, how can I help you today?” I was thankful to have the extra hands to assist me at the shop, especially to answer the phone as mine were quickly placing the flowers Annabelle had cut into water tubes so the cross that Mr. Capuano ordered could be made.
By Angela Grout5 years ago in Fiction
A World Away. Top Story - July 2021.
I arrived at our usual spot. We always met at the park, just a 15-minute walk from my house. Mirabelle went to a different high school than me—whereas I went to public school, she went to a small, all-girls private school, so, aside from weekends, we could only meet after the school day ended.
By Sephy Atlas5 years ago in Fiction
Talia Norwel & The Mystery Of Mortmyr Manor
[Episode 1] Silence. Silence as Eerie as the night peering through the window of the antiquated manor. The door screeching ajar, as if in symphony with its rustic floorboards. Despite her trepidation, Talia proceeded past the threshold.
By Dakota Scott5 years ago in Fiction
