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High Stakes
Lightning flashed and thunder cracked along the thick black clouds and for a moment all eyes were on the sky. An air-raid siren cried out, sending everyone on the streets scurrying for cover. The first raindrops fell, and panicked screams rippled through the crowd, as they forced their way into the nearest building. The clouds opened on the emptied streets pouring down thick black rain.
By Sara Price5 years ago in Fiction
2070
It was all so brain deadening. The jelly in my eyes had become sweet and sticky from the light of LEDs. I no longer counted time by the second, but by the heartbeats of the sphere. The lab remained dark so we could at least imagine something new were there. Every documentary and film about Elvis Presley had been digested. We spoke to his image I plastered upon the door, which read “Nine and nine make fourteen, four and four make nine, the clock is strikin’ thirteen, I think I lost my mind.” In our isolation and boredom, detail was our only source of novelty. Fennec had 37 seam-like scars running across her. I found Max’s signature mark under her left eyelid. She had not been aware of either factoid until my every sense was imbued with her dissection.
By Kadon Peterson5 years ago in Fiction
Anna's Gift
The world ended with a whisper, in a series of seemingly trivial disruptions to daily life. Shortages of simple things, hiccups in communication, and a general increase in random conspiracy theories had become the norm. Hints of restiveness beneath the surface should have raised more red flags than they did. Civilization was crumbling under our feet and we didn't even notice.
By Harmony Hill5 years ago in Fiction
Tani's Trial
Tani held the gold heart shaped locket, as she looked out over this unfamiliar city, “Someday, we won’t need the shield, and I will go find you.” Things had not gone as planned since her stepdad tried to kill her and did kill her mom. Well, things had not gone well since her dad’s accident really. First her dad died, then her grandparents, and finally her mom. She had no one else here, all the family she had ever known were dead. She had come up with a plan as she sat looking at her lifeless mother. Her mom still had the locket on, and Tani took it off, and looked at the familiar pictures inside. On one side was a young couple, her grandparents, on the other a young boy and girl, her mom and uncle. The locket was all her mom had left of her parents and brother, and now sadly it was all Tani had left of her mom. Tears rolled down her cheeks, just like they did when her mom would hold the locket. Tani understood better now the pain that came with those tears. Every time she tried to ask her mom about the pictures all she would say was, “They didn’t make it in time.” So, she kissed her mom for the last time and told herself she would go outside the shield and find her family.
By Viltinga Rasytoja5 years ago in Fiction
Memoir of a Teddy Bear
Her name was Amelia, and I loved her. I watched as the doctor disconnected her life support and wished I had been made with the ability to cry. Her arms still wrapped around me and holding me tight gradually grew colder as the warmth and last lingering traces of life left her, and it truly started to sink into my processors that my beloved owner was gone. That smile that always dazzled me, that laugh that had always warmed my circuits, it was all gone. She would never clutch me to her chest in bed at night, never whisper girlish secrets into my fuzzy ears, or sit me across from her as she held a tea party ever again. My entire reason for existing was gone.
By Valkyrie Ice McGill5 years ago in Fiction
Two Thousand Forty Two
It was the smell that hit M first. A heady concoction of eau de perfume, thick sultry scents against the more sickly and floral, soon to intermingle with the stench of decay as the bodies would fall to rot in a marked grave of the wealthy. Then came the noise. Howling jeers as the sun set, an impatient stampede of waiting feet. It was her first public hanging on the aptly named Millionaire’s Row. She found herself joining in, screaming with the masses, her fists clenching in anger, her knees vibrating from pounding the concrete floor. It was hot and humid. The heat made people do terrible things. It turned them into animals.
By Maxine Noth5 years ago in Fiction
Collar
Just kick her up the bum, I thought. One kick. Doesn’t even need to be hard. A nudge would be enough. Bruce rounded the corner. His scowl deepened like he knew what I was thinking. My brief moment of treason slipped away into the past. Just like all the other moments I’d spent in this house.
By Matt Holland5 years ago in Fiction
The Founding of the World and the Creation of Akanía
Long before recorded time nothing was that exists as it does now. The entire world of being was contained in only one thing: darkness. The darkness of the sky could not be distinguished from the darkness of the sea. All appeared as one. Nothing dwelled in the world. However, there did exist two uncreated and unchanging beings. One dwelt above the darkness of the sky, the other dwelt below the darkness of the sea. They were brothers. The one above the sky was called Cellístus and the one below the sea was known as Marrístus. They coexisted but never involved themselves in each other’s affairs.
By Samuel Whittaker5 years ago in Fiction
