Psychological
This is Why
Jenny hadn’t meant for this to happen. Alright...that was a lie. As soon as Jenny saw how close Steven was to the girl...Trina? Yes, as soon as she saw how close Steven was to Trina, Jenny knew Trina was going to get involved in some way. That it was only a matter of time before Steven told Trina how Jenny was haunting him. Jenny figured that Trina, being the good-natured, infatuated young woman that she was, would do everything in her power to help her boyfriend.
By Rebecca Pattona day ago in Fiction
The Lesions of Devotion . Top Story - February 2026.
Every day I set myself down on the freshly cut lawn and strip myself bare. I take my guitar and finger the frets and pick at the strings, listening for dissonance. My life is dissonance. I twist the tuning pegs until each string sounds bright. Then I kneel, calves pointing behind me, kneecaps facing forward. All exposed to the breeze. I close my eyes and play the melody.
By Paul Stewarta day ago in Fiction
The Compliance of Ordinary Things
The first time the ceiling began to drip, everyone looked up like it was weather. It wasn’t water. It was thick and pale and slow, the color of skim milk left out too long. It gathered in a soft bead, swelled, and fell with a quiet, wet punctuation onto the carpet beside Reception.
By Lawrence Leasea day ago in Fiction
A Child With A Broken Heart
Lisa used to be a free-spirited child until dark cloud and curses strike her life at an early age. Lisa was the apple of her father's eyes and also his pride and joy at an early age. Her dad was very controlling to her mother, and her mother would not have any of that. Lisa's mother moved to Florida to get away from a controlling man. Different people would babysit Lisa because her mother had to work to support them. There was no stable babysitter in 2-year-old Lisa of life.
By Mariann Carrolla day ago in Fiction
How to Fuck Around. AI-Generated.
Language is alive, and slang is often where it grows the fastest. Among the many expressions that have emerged and evolved over the last decade, few have captured the imagination—or the eyebrows—of English speakers quite like the phrase “fuck around.” At first glance, it seems crude, irreverent, and downright offensive. But dig a little deeper, and you’ll find that it’s much more than a simple expletive; it’s a linguistic mirror reflecting modern culture, humor, and social dynamics.
By Ayesha Lasharia day ago in Fiction
The NEED to always WIN!
The need for humans to always win is a driving force of immense proportions. We must choose craft - for the other side of our soul would simmer in a never ending fire of which only a dragon of legend could endure, without imploding and exploding.
By Novel Allena day ago in Fiction
Why I'm Glad My Twin Sister Died
The most unusual or unexpected feeling I have ever had was feeling glad my twin sister Holly died. Holly died last year when she was hit by a drunk driver trick-or-treating with her friends. I stayed home because I was sick and also I knew I was 'fifth-wheeling' because the group was all her friends and I knew no one would miss me. I did cry at first but mostly I am happy she's gone. I have never told anyone about this unusual feeling because I think my mom and dad would be mad and everybody would like me less than they already do. Why I feel glad Holly is dead is because of 3 main reasons which are that we were too similar (looks only), we were too different, and because after she died people are nicer to me. In this essay I will go into more detail about all of these reasons.
By Raistlin Allen2 days ago in Fiction
Craftation in the Garden of Literary Delights
In the garden of earthly delights where beauty meets debauchery. That’s where we sit and discuss it all. Craft without catharsis. Our protagonist thought long and hard about the prospect. I imagine them — or us, if you envision yourself as one of them — waiting like those in that play of waiting and existentialism. We’re always waiting, and even when waiting doesn’t explicitly carry emotion, it’s there. How do you remove the release necessary to create something others will connect with?
By Paul Stewart2 days ago in Fiction
