Adventure
Messengers
It was a beautiful day the sun was shining with not a cloud in sight. I was getting ready to go away on a mini adventure. We arrived at our destination the scenery was breathtakingly beautiful. The ocean looked liked a shimmering silver blanket, the waves gently lapping to the shore.
By Leesa Gibson4 years ago in Fiction
Neoteny
From the southern shore of the Lago de Xochimilco, my eyes followed the other brightly-painted trajineras as they gently glided away from the docks across the black water. The late October air was cold and still, but the soft distant sounds of music and families celebrating warmed the occasion. I stood at the back of the line of tourists, finishing off a cigarette before we too disembarked from the shore.
By Paige Holloway4 years ago in Fiction
Luza's Magical Trip
Posted in North America, in the small rural town of Negley, Ohio there is a residential homestead farm ran by the Anderson's. The Anderson's is a family of 6, a joyful and lovable people that respected the Earth and enjoyed the simpler things in life. On their farm they grow their own spinach, kale, arugula, radish, beans, snap peas, and green onions. However, most of their income comes from their animals. They raise and sell horses, emus, chickens (and their eggs). They've owned this farm for over 80 years, responsibilities have been passed down from generations to generations.
By Monet Graham4 years ago in Fiction
Desert Stars
The flames from the fire shyly reached up towards the stars in the sky, flickering away before any contact could be made. The stars always caught Misae's eyes; there were so many. Moving out to the developing planet of Topho had broadened the young mail carrier's horizons, beyond the smoggy skies on Earth, to a clear, unpolluted glance into a spacious black ocean sprinkled with blue flecks of glittering luminescence.
By Adeleine Grubb4 years ago in Fiction
Witness Etiquette
“And I’ll have a Bloody Mary jug too, thanks.” Demi gulps the spicy elixir, trying to lose thought altogether. Sucking on the celery swizzle stick, her stomach, still tickled with gurgling stirring emotion, is refusing her breakfast special. Moving onto the next bar on this inner-city funfair row, is just logical.
By Shayley Blair4 years ago in Fiction
A Journey of Faith
When I ended my call with Jane, I was angry and so frustrated I didn’t know what to do with myself. Jane was a very dear friend but unfortunately for me, a hopeless romantic. She just couldn’t understand why I was so mad at her for setting me up on a blind date.
By Margaret Flood4 years ago in Fiction
Shark Tale
Daylight trickled in over John’s face, gently prying open his eyes. He kind of wished the window had a roller shade to block out all the light; but today, being woken up didn’t bother him, because he couldn’t wait to get up. The exhilaration of being on vacation almost made him jump out of bed.
By Alan Matkovic4 years ago in Fiction
