Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Humans.
The Art of Being Single
Second to how old are you, "why are you single?" is the least favorite question I get asked constantly. What is the obsession with relationships I often wonder. Truth be told, being single should be worn like a badge and honoured. Instead it seems, it’s frowned upon, like it’s a bad thing. Yes, I know those people in relationships sometimes wish to be single, but the desire soon passes at the thought of being alone.
By Elizabeth Hicks8 years ago in Humans
Why We Decided to Elope
When my boyfriend asked me to marry him, it was the best day of my life so far. It was so intricately planned; full of surprises and romance, not to mention the fact that I was, and have been, head over heels in love with him since the day we met. As a little girl, I had dreamed of the fairy tale wedding. The white dress, the bridesmaids, the big ceremony, it was everything I ever wanted. So I thought.
By Tasha Gillian8 years ago in Humans
A Chance Encounter - Part 2
After about an hour of driving we finally made it to the convention center downtown. We parked in the lot closest to the entrance and headed inside. “Wow! Can you believe we’re actually here?!” Kaitlyn’s excitement was starting to be contagious. I felt like I just might enjoy the day after all. “Kait, where is Jack’s meet & greet?” Abbie asked.
By Jennifer Fayn8 years ago in Humans
Seasonable
With leaves falling everywhere and the wind getting sharper, I tend to think of him more. Snow and all its different variations, sugar with a little coffee and cream, checkered pajama bottoms, all of it ties back to him. I tell myself yearly that I have to let him go, that he can't consume my thoughts every day of every season. But it seems the only freedom I have from him is the summer.
By Abigail manes8 years ago in Humans
To The Woman Who Will Love Him Next
I know you don't like the thought of me. His ex. The one he loved before you, but I can assure you that you have nothing to worry about. We were together once, and we loved one another once, but we grew apart. And now he loves you.
By Jenna Edwards8 years ago in Humans
The “Love Is” Checklist
Everyone seems to think that love is super complicated, that it’s this mystery no one has been able to solve. The truth is, it’s not complicated at all. Whether it’s a friendship, a romantic relationship, or a family thing, here is a checklist to help you figure out this crazy thing called Love.
By Angel Gatchell8 years ago in Humans
Burning Bridges
Toxic People. They are everywhere and they can be anyone. Anyone at all. Sometimes they're friends, family, even a spouse or a boyfriend/girlfriend. They aren't easy to live with, in fact they can be outright impossible to live with or even be around, but we put up with them. Why? Why do we put up with people that absolutely suck the life out of us? When we meet new people and don't hit it off, we have no problem cutting them out and forgetting about them...so why is it so hard to get rid of people who make us miserable? We put up with friends who pressure us to do things we don't want, who make us feel bad if we say no to something or even the ones who are nowhere in sight when we need them, but god forbid we aren't there when they need us. We keep toxic parents in our lives and let them bully, guilt trip, degrade, and destroy us! It's the same story with spouses and boyfriends/girlfriends...we let them walk all over us and dictate our lives and then we sit there and wonder why we're miserable. We vent to our friends and family and then don't listen when they tell you to get out. These leeches...they take and they take and we sit there and let them. When does it finally click and become enough? When do we stand up for ourselves. I'll tell you when...It's when we realize that we have our faces in the dirt that these people have brought in. When we have that epiphany and wake up, that's when we stand up. We face these people head on and we call them out. In the end...we may end up looking like the asshole and that is OK. Just as long as we wake up to the people in our lives who don't deserve us, who treat us like shit and then play the victim. We can make it out of these relationships and survive. We can be happy and free of the guilt that the toxicity makes you feel. We just have to learn to say no more.
By Bethany Winters8 years ago in Humans
Colorless
The flowers died on Monday. The nurses tried to take them away, but I wouldn’t let them. How could I? He brought them for me. He knew how dark and lonely this room had become for me. He knew I was feeling low. So he brought me a little something to make me smile.
By Rhea Jones8 years ago in Humans
Best Gifts for Your Boyfriend's Family for Under $30
We all know that gift giving is torturous, even the sound of it brings anxiety to almost anyone. Most of us don't know what people really like. Are they into scented candles? What about decorative dinner utensils? The worst is coming across what that person already has, or what they're not entirely interested in. That's why gift giving is difficult. But, it doesn't have to be!
By Jacqueline Hanikeh8 years ago in Humans
Why The "Beta" Male Is The Better Male...
I have come to notice as a woman that the majority of other women seem to want to go for the "Alpha" male, as far as physical attraction goes. The "Alpha" male is the big, buff "let's go to the gym" sort and most women seem to lose their shit over these kinds of men. You see it all over in the media, whether it be on the internet or magazine covers or even, as I saw recently on a calendar, to support local charities. I have nothing personal against big, buff, burly men, however, they're simply not my type. At all.
By Amethyst Pearson8 years ago in Humans
Ghost Story
There’s a breeze coming in off the ocean. The fog is rolling in like ghosts, reminding me of the specter the man I slept beside last night will soon be. Gooseflesh coils up my arms like a forest fire. It’s the 8th day of counselor training, I walk into the dining hall some kind of seven am, red eyed, black coffee awful. I’m wearing a tasseled crop top, bleached booty shorts. My shoulder length hair is done up some kind of backwoods beauty queen. Discount mascara is painted over my infected eye. A mosquito bit me on my eyelid yesterday. The man from the night before told me that it’s because the insects thought my eyes were pretty too. He told me some things were too beautiful to resist. I’m more sunburnt than tan, my face looks like I’m always anime blushing, so when I walk in and the entire dining hall goes silent, none of the other counselors can see the blood rushing to my face. They stare anyways.
By Aliza Dube8 years ago in Humans











