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Most recently published stories in Fiction.

The Heart Shaped Locket
I was only nine when the asteroids hit. The first asteroid hit Earth in northern India. It was the largest of the bunch and killed millions upon impact. The results were felt immediately around the world. Countries began to close their borders, prices that were already high became astronomical. Smaller countries began fighting with their neighbors for resources, while others began to board what limited supplies they had.
By Todd Henson5 years ago in Fiction
Woman Number Twenty-Three
I had imagined and even planned my death hundreds of times in the last seven years and yet, knowing it would happen in just a few hours was perhaps the strangest combination of emotions I had ever experienced.
By Andrea Shirey5 years ago in Fiction
The Cost of Fertility
Doctor Lewis doesn't hate her job. On most days she gets to be a savior. A bearer of good news. The last bastion of sperm for the infertile couples walking through the clinic, each with hopes and dreams that they'll be picked.
By Marit von Stedingk5 years ago in Fiction
TerrEx: The Exodus
In seconds, I remember everything. I remember thinking the wind would swoop me off my feet if I let go of my mother's hand. When my sister and I were young, this is what our mother would tell us to make sure we wouldn't let go. I remember feeling the power of each breeze against my skin. The cool air caused goosebumps but the firmness of my mother's grip kept me rooted to the ground.
By Ryan Kirby5 years ago in Fiction
When the Sun Went Out
I can’t really start with the exact moment, when the sun disappeared from the sky. For weeks beforehand we knew that something had gone terribly wrong, as the light grew fainter, and the days got colder with each one that passed.
By Katie Grist5 years ago in Fiction
Common Sense
Today is election day. Soon my district will receive notification from the state representative on which candidate earned the greatest number of votes. I am not certain if I won or not. I am embarrassed to not even be sure if district elections are rigged; this country has a history of corrupt behavior, especially in politics. I can still hear the frightening alarms that suddenly blared in the middle of band practice a decade ago. Everyone panicking. Who knew we would be near proximity of a nuclear strike? That was not something to have cross my mind during high school. Not even the history lesson of my high school being built during the cold war could have braced me for that kind of horror. Luckily for us but not for many, we were able to retreat to the school’s fallout shelter. The capacity was large enough to hold all the students and staff who were deciding to spend their lives together after school hours, instead of doing anything else in the world. Unfortunately, my school was the only black building with a fallout installed in this urban area. We were spared, a lot of people vanished. Other countries attacked a few of our federal reserve banks and depositories. It wasn’t until we launched a few nukes of our own to countries overseas, which led to a nuclear peace treaty.
By Terrance Moore5 years ago in Fiction
Conspiracy
June , 22nd , 2150 (51 AG) This will be my final entry. ‘THEY’ are close now and I don’t have much time. Yet I must record this information, it must survive me. It is too important to let die with the rest of the truth.
By T.J McA.5 years ago in Fiction
Rat race
Lachlan sits in the stands, watching his brother Bryce in the pit duelling with a wooden stick against a training partner, both atop their heaving rats. Lachlan’s mother had let him come down to watch his brother train, since he had finished all of his chores. He had raced through cleaning out their rat’s pen, gathered their sewer-chicken eggs in a whirlwind, and swept out their hut with the upmost haste. Lachie enjoyed watching Bryce fight. He wasn’t like his brother. Maybe it was the rat race training that Bryce got over him or the fact that their parents fed Bryce twice as much as Lachlan, but he was not the fighting type. There were only three days till this years ‘Sewer City Rat Race’ and Bryce looked good, tossing his training partner with one mighty swipe of his stick. Bryce had only just missed the winner’s circle last year, but there was no stopping him this year, Lachlan thought to himself.
By Kyro Jurd5 years ago in Fiction
Mindy's
“Hmmm.” Axel made the sound as his eyes wander over the sunglasses display. He had already spun the rack around twice and the only thing that catches his attention is a pair of aviators.
By Alastair Chillrud5 years ago in Fiction
Evolution: Humanity Reborn
A baby girl lay naked beneath the lights. She cried and her arms flailed in the air. She was a miracle. She should not exist.
By Allison Oesterle5 years ago in Fiction
Missing
“Hah! Checkmate!” I roar, throwing my arms up in victory. “No fair! You’re too good at this,” Ben complains, sweeping the checker pieces and the board onto the ground.
By Samantha Day5 years ago in Fiction
Bubbles
Bubbles My eyes track across to my team as we prepare to dive. A nod. Another nod. As I look across the faces of the people I have known for years, it seems different. They wear suffering and pain on their faces like war medals. I catch a glimpse into Aron’s eyes, so dark and focused. He motions for us to prepare our rebreathing sets. Routinely, I check the regulator’s seal as one of my pre-dive checks. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the recruit’s hands shaking as he checks his. Silently we enter as dusk settles across the water. The water is murkier than I remember it; it is safer this way. We were concealed from the Machine. As we approached the barrier of the Machine, something was wrong. The recruit is clawing at their rebreather. I saw the whites in his eyes as he fumbled with the regulator in his mouth -seemingly gasping empty air. He writhed in the water column and instinctively reached for his oxygen reserve. At that moment, I felt a lump in my throat. We froze.
By Talia Ciampi 5 years ago in Fiction