Fiction
Potential
This has become a reoccurring behavior, staying up late at night, thinking about someone that might never look my way. But Daniel Achebe was it all, everything I wanted. 99% of us girls in SS2B had a crush on him and I was the least of them all if we were to be rated. Everytime I thought of him a smile unzipped on my face, stretching from cheek to cheek, I wouldn’t even be able to shake off the burning sensation on my face. The feeling is so incredible, I could literally feel electric surges in my vein, my stomach tightening to knots, incredible, just incredible.
By Ojiaka Divine 2 years ago in Chapters
Weight
If I had to choose one song as the soundtrack of my life, it'd be Bruce Brubaker's "Mad Rush", all 16 minutes and 58 seconds of it on loop. At least for this last year of my life. This year has been full of beauty, drama, confusion, excitement, and tears. Lots and lots of tears. And even now, I can't escape the tears. Every emotion you name I've felt, and Mad Rush captures all of that. That's what I put on before I pull off. I'm not even sure where to go, but I think a ride downtown would at least provide me with lights and a great view.
By C. A. Elizabeth2 years ago in Chapters
Decisions
Leaving everyone on the beach to talk amongst themselves I made my way to the cafeteria alone. Feeling my body begin to ache I focused all my strength to keep my shoulders back and head held high. The last thing everyone needs to see is me looking weak. Hearing Nightmare say There had better be more pizza. Was followed by my stomach growling as I reached the steps. Before opening the door I noticed there were people working who couldn't have been guards or scientists. All of them were wearing the same outfits as the rest of us with metallic bracelets. Thinking to myself That actually makes a lot of sense.
By Lucy Torralba2 years ago in Chapters
The Cornfield Curse. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In the quiet town of Meadowbrook, the sprawling cornfields stretched as far as the eye could see. Generations of farmers had tended to these fields, reaping the golden harvest that sustained the town’s economy. However, beneath the surface, something sinister lurked within the tall, whispering stalks.
By Kelly Munala Brookes2 years ago in Chapters
The Unrequested Quest Across Time and Realms. AI-Generated.
In a futuristic America, where neon cities reached towards the stars and the secrets of time travel were whispered in legends, lived a boy named Adam. High school was his battleground, where he navigated through the intricate mazes of complex equations, social hierarchies, and the challenges of adolescence. Yet, unbeknownst to his peers, Adam harbored a secret—a great destiny written in the very fabric of the universe.
By Kelly Munala Brookes2 years ago in Chapters
The Magic of Divisoria. AI-Generated.
Lola, a firecracker wrapped in a vibrant sari, stood on the edge of her grandmother's cluttered apartment. Below, the cacophony of Chinatown unfolded - a sprawling market in Manila where the air crackled with the energy of a thousand haggling voices. Lola Ester, all of four-foot-ten and a lifetime of grit, surveyed the scene with a practiced eye.
By A Peaceful Mind2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
Go wore his signature t-shirt. Dr. Strong dressed in a button down shirt. The two women wore floral blouses, Dr. Frampton in blue and Belinda in pink. In this virtual conference, the “Flourishing Four” expressed their grievances, their agonies, their triumphs.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
The Grown Kid magazine featured some of the most lurid, despicable, low-grade, and financially rewarding stories of the day. Dr. Strong and Dr. Frampton both knew the reason for their “exposé” of the goings on at Smartystan. The staff editor, Jogan Felton, looked older than his forty-two years. He wore a tweed jacket and showed off a nasty beard that featured flecks of gray in it.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
