fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
The Road To Autumn
Long winding roads, leaves of oranges, yellows, and red full of amber and maroon. Tires speed down the blacktop roads, streaks of white and yellow whizzing by in a blurry daze. The foggy sky full of blackened clouds lifts only for a moment to allow a touch of sunlight to hit his face through the windshield of the car. Driving along with the radio on a low volume he hums along while thinking of her. His Autumn, the woman who's name still brings a smile to his face and fills his heart with joy even after all of these years. The saying is true: It is better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all. Well this is his loved and lost story. It has been many moons since he last thought of Autumn. Her silky auburn hair, her vibrant smile as it shows her pearly white teeth, and her gorgeous ocean blue eyes. When he looked into them he would feel as if he was swimming in the deepest waters, floating into eternity, and as if he was as light as a feather before it falls gently to the ground.
By Katelyn Doner 5 years ago in Humans
Short Fiction: Upgrade
With hindsight, the early days of the relationship was the best time. Always in each other’s company, the constant touching and exploring. Being the main focus of your love’s attention is a wonderful feeling. She would hold me, stroke me and gaze at me. I felt special, like it was her and me against the world. I even tried to communicate with her, sending a message of love, but she didn’t recognise the number and got a bit freaked out. I didn’t try again.
By MealyGarage5 years ago in Humans
Colors
His name was Azure. He was named after his eyes, for when he first opened them they were the most vibrant shade of blue ever seen on a child. People used to crowd around his crib chattering and chittering like birds; they would foolishly exclaim that they put the sky to shame even on its bluest day. He was often found sitting in solitude, mostly in places where he could watch the world bend and break underneath the pressure of man’s weight. In school, he always sat by the window, regardless of the seat his teacher’s assigned. His classmates would watch him in awe, whispering to each other that if one looked close enough they could watch his thoughts form underneath the mop of mahogany that grew on his head and then marvel as the thoughts danced out of his ears. On days that had peculiarly fluffy clouds, they would say that they were full of Azure’s thoughts. People adored his laidback personality, one felt calm when they were by his side. If someone were to interrupt his thoughts, he would greet them with a friendly smile. Outwardly, he was as calm as the surface of a river on a windless day, but he held so many emotions inside of his ever-thoughtful mind. Such emotions remained secure within his person until he met her: his sun and moon.
By Emma Martin5 years ago in Humans
Should "Friend Marriages" Be a Thing?
It was really just a joke. I was chatting to a couple of single girlfriends about our love lives (or lack thereof) and the plight of single women in their 30s who want to have kids but aren’t ready to give up on romance and just settle down with a convenient person in order to build a family.
By Yana Aleks5 years ago in Humans
Tulips In The Garden
Every spring there comes a time when the flowers of my garden bloom. They adorn the green, grassy landscape with a rainbow of beauty in all shapes and sizes. The yellow tulips are my favorite. I care for them for months on end, washing their delicate petals, and cleaning their fragile stems. Their beauty can only be obtained one day of every year. When it is time for me to sit and have a spot of tea with an old friend. Yellow was her favorite color and the warm soil reminds me of her once beating heart when it slips through my fingers. What a tragic day it was when she left this earth, a day that me nor this garden will ever forget. In the early morning, I watch as the petals expand, revealing a gorgeous bright yellow center. Tears stream down my face as I envision her short yellow dress she loved to twirl in. The same dress she’d be wearing when I see my dearest friend with a cup of her favorite jasmine green tea, four cubes of sugar.
By Trish Of Art5 years ago in Humans
The Phoenix to Florida Fiasco
PHEONIX, AZ I’m 23 yrs old and engaged to a Canadian girl. I’m working as a Video clerk at the booming Jollywood video. This video place is really happening at the time, it is definitely hanging in there with the video store mogul BlockBuster. I bet they open more stores all over the country in the next few years. I was thinking I could make this a career move. Start to manage a few of these stores in an area, I could really dig that. Movies are not going anywhere, so this place will be around forever. However, I still do often think about where I should be at this time in my life. Shit, wasn’t it just three yrs ago that I was wrestling for the National Champion Blair College? I still kept in touch with my old teammates and it looks as though they are killing it again. I recently opened up those rankings just to see where I could have fit in, and sure enough, I see a few names that rang a bell. One was Ebenezer Smooth, he was now ranked #3 as a Sr. Damn, I still can remember cradling him up in practice every day with the Schalles cradle I had learned from the former Olympian at a camp (my Papa Lloyd put on) when I was 16. Another was that Blackberry kid I nearly beat at the Blair Open. He would win 10-9. Shit, I guess he transferred to my old school. He’s once again ranked #1, as he was the National champion the year I wrestled him. Damn, sometimes I just sit and think what could have and should have been. Instead, I’m here in Phoenix to be the manager of Jollywood Video. I guess it is what it is!
By Cooking With Casto5 years ago in Humans
