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Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Right or Left
The sequins of my dress cast shards of light across the corvette like a shining beacon. My chest tightened, lips dried and my eyes flashed to the rear view mirror. As if the police weren’t enough. The flashing red and blue now fought for control of the road with the bullet riddled cars of the mob. I pressed my hand to my chest, reminding myself that this was the plan. This was always the plan.
By MikMacMeerkat2 years ago in Fiction
Dave. Content Warning.
I call him Dave. He is in my head. I hear the harsh awful whispers not in my ear but in my head. I have tried to ignore him, yet he is there. He says in my head to take all my medications at once as I am a stupid ant. I look at my medications-Clonazepam, Olanzepine, Seraquel and Cipralex. He repeats the request with more urgency. Oh overdosing would be nice. No more pain, no more anger, and no more Dave.
By Sid Aaron Hirji2 years ago in Fiction
Hush. Runner-Up in Unspoken Challenge.
Olivia trembled as she brought her knees to her chest and tried to make herself as small as possible. She lay on the floor in the dark and watched as dust floated down from the wooden slats above her, caught in the beam of light that leaked through the gap in her bedroom door. Her heart thundered, threatening to give away her position as she listened nervously.
By Sian N. Clutton2 years ago in Fiction
"BY THE TIME IT GETS DARK"
"DISCLAIMER" "These characters in the story are fictional. The story is fiction based on actual experiences of the author. However, the story and characters are fictional and not all the story is based on actual experiences of the author.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Fiction
Ms. Abbott
It was the height of summer when even the evening winds blow warm and don’t offer much relief. We’d distract ourselves from the heat by runnin’ and hollerin’ like untamed creatures. We’d try and cool off with sips of lemonade our Mas made, and sips of beer offered by our Pas, when our Mas weren’t looking of course.
By Aaron Morrison2 years ago in Fiction
My Little Monster
The pills have stopped working. I could feel myself growing stronger. I only took the pills to appease my uptight husband anyway. He had a problem with me looking the way I normally did on a regular basis. Yes, the pills kept me pretty, at least in his eyes, but they had side effects. They made me weaker, smaller, and reduced my senses like smell, sight and hearing. And I hated the way I looked on these pills, it’s not natural.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Fiction
