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Rail Spiked Tea
“One or two?” Jack lifted his little tin teapot from the fire and filled two mugs. The steam from the tea blended into the night mist that covered the floor of the graveyard. It had been 3 hours since Jack started digging. He counted four graves in total, taking him an hour to dig up a grave and he could save an hour if he really pushed.
By Sital baniya4 years ago in Fiction
Choose your own path: A Visit To Fred's House
Scenario: Your friend from your computer chip job, Fred, invited you over to have dinner with his family. You decide it would be a good opportunity to connect with his wife and two children.
By Cyber Dragon4 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Family Relationships
If you had believed that you would always be safe there... It turned out that you were wrong. Dulce believed that they would always live in that beautiful house. After taking on the wreck of the beautiful Cornish Cliffside house that Braylon had obsessively constructed and renovated, he became famous. As a family, they'd spent countless hours on the sofa, watching the storms, anger and frustration over the sea below. It was the house where they'd made a promise to keep each other's secrets secret...
By Peter Hermann4 years ago in Fiction
Unexpected Side Trip
1 BOULDER CREEK CONVEINIENCE STORE- AFTERNOON LONG SHOT OF THE STORE ABOUT NOON TIME 2 INT. BOULDER CREEK CONVEINCE STORE- ATERNOON
By Sarah Keeling4 years ago in Fiction
The Most Boring
“I am boring. Probably the most boring person on earth. Nothing exciting ever happens to me.” “Why do you say that?” “You know when people claim to have been near death and seen their life flash before their eyes?
By Nelida Gonzalez4 years ago in Fiction
Safety in Dad's Arms
FADE IN: INT.BROOK’S HOUSE - NIGHT Bright. Busy. Lights strobe on and off, with many people in various parts of the house.
By Dominique Robinson4 years ago in Fiction
AT MY LOVERS FEET
Characters: Ayana: Means Beautiful Blossom Azizi: Means Beloved or Precious Azulu: The Heavens or Strength in Numbers
By Siedah Nelson4 years ago in Fiction
Blog #1 +99
4:34 AM |. This is my first real blog post EVER. For years I’ve struggled with the idea of what a blog is. It wasn’t until yesterday that I knew exactly what I wanted it to be. What I did know is I was sure I needed to write about something that people would want to read.
By MaSu4 years ago in Fiction
The Cosmic Mill
Ext. The Cosmic Meadow - Sunrise A PLUMP OLD MAN with fair skin and a round shape is running inside of what looks like a wooden water mill.
By Nina (Chrissy) Pacific4 years ago in Fiction
Day Of Truth
DAY OF TRUTH by Hannah Winter INT. MIDDLE CLASS HOME - MONDAY, 5:20am A family is seated around their large dining room table, with eggs, toast, and other breakfast items on various platters.
By Hannah Winter4 years ago in Fiction
Homer against the establishment
EXT. SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD. DAY. Establishing shot of a regular suburban house. INT. LIVING ROOM. DAY Homer Simpson is sitting by the living room table. While watching as an observer at a chaotic family breakfast, he starts to feel a bit uneasy with the way things turned out for him. While in his early 20s, he was optimistic about the future, he envisioned a life of carefree excitement, cruising along in his muscle car. Now… a slave of routine and boredom, in a beat up sedan.
By Giovanni Profeta4 years ago in Fiction
BOYS LIKE US
This is a sneak preview sample of BOYS LIKE US Synopsis A one act play explores an imaginary dream sequence where the Exonerated Central Park Five (Kevin Richardson, Raymond Santana Jr., Antron McCray, Yusef Salaam, and Korey Wise.) meets the Scottsboro Boys (Haywood Patterson, Charlie Weems, Ozie Powell, Clarence Norris, Olen Montgomery, Willie Roberson, Eugene Williams, Andy Wright, and Leroy “Roy” Wright) from the 1930s who were accused of raping two white women in Alabama. They befriended each other and shared their similar tragic injustice events with each other and the audience.
By Gladys W. Muturi4 years ago in Fiction