Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Humans.

#Single: Acceptance and Celebration
These ideas have been circling around in my mind for the past few weeks. I’ve been trying to avoid writing about relationships and romance, but the universe seems to be dropping hints compelling me to discuss this subject. As those close to me are likely aware, this is a topic that I hold very close to my heart; that is, accepting that I’m single.
By Shannon Campbell8 years ago in Humans
Dating: What Does It Mean to You?
I have been divorced for as many years as I was married. I tried dating. The first relationship ended with a phone call saying needs weren't being met. He married someone who met those needs within a year of our breakup. I was told they divorced within a year or two.
By Bonnie Simpson8 years ago in Humans
Texas Strong
While most of the world knows of the state of Texas, we are a proud state, but what people don't understand is what it means to be a Texan. In light of hurricane Harvey, I've never been more proud to share of my people or the place I grew up.
By Kiarra Pierson8 years ago in Humans
The Empath and the Narcissist
I am currently learning how to value and protect my own mental health. There are many types of people in the world. I am an empath. This means that I absorb and often physically feel the feelings of those around me and those I am connected to.
By Jasmine Flower8 years ago in Humans
Water Aid
It was the hottest day of the year so far. Sweltering. It was one of those days where you can feel the air resting on your shoulders and the sun burning the skin on your cheeks. I remember feeling like it would never be so hot again, or quite as dry. The searing heat cut through my body, scorching me, and my throat felt coarse due to lack of water.
By Emily Durston8 years ago in Humans
How to Write the Perfect Letter
If your like me and find your way around expressing your feelings with pen and paper then this is for you. Ever since I discovered writing letters, I just never stopped. Writing gives me a sense of peace knowing that whatever I write won't be seen or read until I give the letter to whomever I wrote it for. Doing this helps with the anxiety of talking face to face or texting and being to scared to hit send. I hope that you find a new passion and that reading this helps you become more at ease with whatever problems you have.
By Cassie White8 years ago in Humans
To the Girl I Used to Love
I was there for you. No matter what. I would open my door to you at 3 am and take you into my arms and hold you, telling you it would be okay and wiping your tears away with my kisses.
By Kathryn Noll8 years ago in Humans
What It’s Like to Date When You Have Lupus
People have asked me updates after my first story on Lupus in 2014. I detailed an encounter on how was I faced with Lupus watching my mother suffer from the disease for 14 years of my life before she passed away at home from a heart attack.
By Chenelle Covin8 years ago in Humans
Soulmates?
Soulmates. Have you ever believed in such a thing? But not just when it comes to relationships. A friend soulmate. That one person who you lean on for support, laughter, to grow and build with, and you just click with the right way. You help balance each others lows, highs and mediums. Someone you have no sexual or physical ties to but you just enjoy their company. And when you're down, they help bring you up. I've been lucky enough to find my friend soulmate. When times got hard, she was right there to tell me it'll be okay, things will get better, and always found ways to try to help me out. If I was about to take a test or do something new she always made sure to tell me "you got this, don't worry, I believe in you." She makes sure I know that if I ever feel down or anxious to just call her and she will talk to me as long as I need.
By Zandrianna8 years ago in Humans
6
She is 9 years old. I am 3 years old. She is very pretty. She is a princess. I am not a princess because I am a boy. She is the prettiest girl in the world.
By Durmot L Jelfs8 years ago in Humans
In the Darkness: Part 2
Abigail was the first to step into the carriage with the aim of Azazel’s hand. It was worn from hard work, but gentle and warm. The feeling of his hand lingered on her skin; telling her a story of the man before her. He had worked for his wealth and worked hard. A quality she greatly admired. All of the men who attempted to swoon her heart were all born into their wealth. Suckling at the teat of their father’s hard earned money or worse... at the suffering of workers underpaid in hellish conditions. How she hoped that is not how he earned his living now. Her sister sitting beside her jarred her from her questioning thoughts. She glanced at the woman with a touch of annoyance. Why did she always have to meddle?
By May Fox8 years ago in Humans
Heartbreak and Healing
Do you ever believe two people are written in the stars? That them coming together was fate or destiny? Well this is my story.
By Karly smith8 years ago in Humans