Psychological
Luna and the Enchanted Forest
Max was a normal young man who wanted to draw and paint. Consistently he would sit in his room and attempt to concoct groundbreaking thoughts for his drawings and compositions. He was in every case exceptionally imaginative and wanted to combine tones as one to make something novel.
By Daily Quotes Motivation 2 years ago in Fiction
The Engine Roared. Content Warning.
They had never been on a journey this long before. She turned to him in the driver’s seat. He flashed a solemn, grim countenance. He used his telephone. She slapped it out of his hands and looked at him with intensity. He shot a similar face back at her. The engine roared. The stretch of highway beckoned her to go faster. No cops staked out along this stretch of Delaware highway from Kent County going into Sussex County.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Fiction
The Existential Woman
Being back at her brother's house did not make Shanna happy. He'd inherited the house over two years ago, and for all the money he'd spent on this and that the house still looked awful. Sure there had been some improvements, but none that the neighborhood would notice. The fence in the backyard hidden to any walking by. The new refrigerator, stove, washer, dryer, would not be considered cosmetic improvements. The watered, raked, and mowed grass would only be considered basic maintenance. Shanna's paintings or decorations would only be considered "silly" or "temporary", not substantial or valuable. So when Shanna sat around his house while he was at work day to day, she tried to blind herself to these details.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Fiction
The Midnight Heist
The city's dimly lit streets stretched out like a web of shadows, with secrets hidden in every alley. Detective Raymond Malone had seen it all. He was a man who moved in the shadows, his fedora pulled low over his eyes, and a cigarette burning at his lips. Tonight, he was chasing a lead that could break open a case that had haunted him for months.
By Olga Syromolot2 years ago in Fiction
"You are not my daughter!". Content Warning.
I am alone. I feel empty. My belly is in pain and rumbling. It’s been a long time since I have seen people. I look out the window and watch people and children on the playground outside. The children are so happy, running around and laughing. I remember my own children laughing like that. A girl, Annie, and a boy, Paul. Seems like some time ago. But how long? I don’t remember.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
Edge of Life. Content Warning.
Veronica was standing on the edge of her favorite cliff that she loved to go hiking at with her friends. As Veronica stands at the edge of the cliff her arms are stretched out with the intention to jump. Before she can take a step forward she pauses at the sound of footsteps behind her. The footsteps belong to one of her best friends, Richard. When Veronica turns around to face Richard he quickly runs to her with embrace. He takes her into his arms and quickly pulls her away from the edge of the cliff as her eyes start to water in tears.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
The Sparrow in the Amazon
Down on the floor of the Amazon River lies the SS Ark One. The Sparrow managed to escape with seconds to spare. Through the portal hole in the portal station, the Sparrow stole the ship and was on her way into another world. She had to get away. And she did, the only problem was she didn’t know what planet she was on, where she was, or when she was. She thought she might have accidentally time travelled in the process. The other problem was she hit her head off the control panel, knocking herself out, and the ship sank to the very bottom of the river. She had no idea of this yet, she decided to hit a bunch of random buttons to see where she would end up.
By Sara Sparrow2 years ago in Fiction
Lela: Black Beauty
A young black woman rocks in her chair as a stylist works on her hair. The light-mood conversations between them elicit giggles and laughter often. The stylist steps back once in a while to assess her work before resuming to fix whatever she noticed. The door opens and a man in a dapper suit walks in and grabbed her coffee cup
By Pore Camara2 years ago in Fiction
