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A heart to remember
Before the world restarted Rae is the youngest of 3 kids and the only girl, being raised by a single dad. Tim, the dad, was going to school trying to earn his degree, working full time and raising his 3 kids. He always referred to her as his sweetheart, and sometimes she would introduce herself as her dad's sweetheart. One year for Halloween her dad dressed up as a superhero, and ever since then she thought he was a real life superhero
By Eduardo Lopez5 years ago in Fiction
From the Ashes
Dark, black clouds swirled in the sky in a rather sinister manner, and the wind howled, crying out shrilly. A rather fitting day for the events taking place on Earth at this time: At this moment in time, a man is travelling up a jagged body of rocks, placed strategically by nature. Steam rises up, from the hot springs, and wets the leg of this man. But these hot springs are not the kind you’d want to swim in, no. These hot springs are far too heated, and in a matter of seconds, you’d be disintegrated. These are the hot springs of Yellowstone, Wyoming. And they are fueled by the most terrifying volcano known to man: The Yellowstone Caldera, a super-volcano that has not erupted for hundreds of thousands of years. The man, travelling up the side of this monstrosity, is here to change that.
By Trenton Taylor5 years ago in Fiction
A Cleaving in Addison County
There are six girls in this town with the same name as me. Addison County will spare not a single one. These Addisons, them and I, exist like lambs. We don immaculately white skirts and sleep silently on doorsteps. We beg. This is how they like to see us. This is the only way we can be stomached, as if we ride in on thin air out of a fantasy. As if we are not like them.
By Shannon Grasser5 years ago in Fiction
Futile
We had woken up, but perhaps it would have been better to stay asleep. The room around Cecilia was dark, dank and damp. Shadowy light fixtures hung from the rafters, dangling as if ready to end their lives, but not quite ready…swaying in the hot breeze that snuck in the barred yet shattered windows. Her blanket, a shade of green that reminded her of mold, held spatters and speckles of mildew, so she kept it pushed down at the foot of the cot with her combat boots that were too large by at least two sizes. Too big was better than too small, she had reminded herself when she scavenged them a few weeks earlier.
By Lacie Perry5 years ago in Fiction
The Awakened
I hunched behind the abandoned car, not daring to move a muscle. I focused hard at the dark, shadowed corner where I knew Jarrod hid. The coldness seeped into my lungs as I inhaled the night air, chest moving in a calm and controlled rhythm, soundless. When the coldness came, they came. A glint of metal flashed as Jarrod shifted. My heart paused, hoping against all hope, they hadn’t seen it. My energy field wanted to lash out, protect itself from their coldness. Instead, I pulled it into my center and locked it away in that secret place inside. They could sense any emotion. They fed from it, after all.
By A.N.Tipton5 years ago in Fiction
Heart-Shaped Locket
Shelters ceiling is grey and full of rivets, and cool to the touch. Mother told me of a world before Shelter. She told me of a sky. She said it wasn't hard. I would lie in my bunk at night and try to imagine an open sky, that at night, shown with lights of its own that didn't need a generator.
By Kleigh KELLEY5 years ago in Fiction
The Boy in the Mainframe
Human history began with a straw scratching ancient skrit on clay, arced all the way through battles and Band-Aids, spanned pyramids and elegant skyscrapers, and then was doomed by some snotty nerd tippity-tapping his LED keyboard at work. There were many nerds, of course, and many keyboards, but one particular dingus ran the over-the-weekend script to kickoff yet another experiment that unwittingly birthed the great A.I. Singularity: Ada.
By Christopher Fin5 years ago in Fiction
