Mystery

Love Is To Die For
I remember the first time he told me he didn't love me anymore. It felt as if someone had took a knife to my chest. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep it felt as if a part of me had been chunked away at the speed of light and it was too fast for me to catch it. The second time he told me he didn't love me, it hurt. It hurt so bad, but it was much easier to digest. Finally the third time was my wake up call it was what I needed in order to see that I needed to leave. I am worth much more than this, and no one should ever treat me less of what I am. So I did. I left. I packed up my stuff got into my little beat up 99' car and hit the road. I didn't know where I was going, I stole some money from his savings it's the least he could do. For the first time in a long time I had adrenaline, I was excited. I had the windows down, hair going crazy, but I was smiling. I was smiling bigger than I had ever smiled in the whole life that I could actually remember. My first thoughts were to go back home to ma and pa, but I wasn't ready to face everyone just yet. I needed some time for me, to find myself, they would hear about me leaving of course but no one is going to know where I go where I end up. It's a new start to my new life wherever I end up tonight is where I will begin my journey, I just kept on driving.
By Maria D4 years ago in Fiction
Failed Bluff: Part Two
If you haven't read the first chapter follow the link to better follow the story My eyes were fixed to the television screen as the scenes played out. When the old man, who was supposed to be completely immobile from a stroke ran up the stairs on all fours, head upside down, mouth jaw breaking-ly wide, after the main characters grandmother. I could no longer fight my feminine fear reflex and buried my face in my hands with a slight yelp. I quickly turned away from the screen which placed me, cowering against Scorpio's side.
By DC Hope4 years ago in Fiction
Hijacked
“Hey Seri!” “What!” I instantly frown, Kringle my nose and look at the monitor in my car. “What do you mean what? You are a computer and I need you to call Sarah!”
By Leslie Strom4 years ago in Fiction
SPINS - A BRITE Alliance mystery
Chapter One Day 1 - in an Alien Murder Investigation “Tari, Tari, I need you!” yelled Dino, after I’d answered my com. Waking up to the sound of the excitable Rheinon ambassador wasn’t my favorite way to start a day but other options could have been worse.
By Roxanne Barbour4 years ago in Fiction
The Deep Dark Web
New school new you. That is what I used to say. You might be wondering, "What do you mean?". What I mean is don't do stupid things. Like go on a bad website and get blackmailed.
By Jasper4 years ago in Fiction
The Merry Spinsters
It was one of those delightful muggy days when the sun and rain clouds met above like wandering tourists. A violent flash of rain quickly muddied the earth. Lydia left her garden in haste. She watched from under her wide straw hat as the last defiant rain drops spun the brilliant sunlight like tiny prisms. Then, all too soon, the sun vanquished the storm.
By John Ouellet4 years ago in Fiction
Amnesia
Already Chester felt out of place. Everyone around him smiled as if it was illegal to frown. Chester stood up in his bed. He looked around this unfamiliar room he was in. “Who?” Chester was scared to say another word. “You’re awake!” The man in front of him yells as he runs over and hugs him. Chester pushed him away.
By Jasper4 years ago in Fiction
The Beautiful and The Damned
Outside of the carriage windows, wickedly twisted trees and swirling shadows marked our passage through the forest. I tried to catch a glimpse of the world around me, but I couldn’t see beyond the trees that barely made the road passable. Occasionally, a branch would catch the carriage and the sound like nails across stone reverberated through the surprisingly luxurious space.
By SE Frazier4 years ago in Fiction
Parasitic Friends Are The Only Ones Who Stick Around
Where did he go? I lost my friend in the mall, which is funny because nearly everything is closed, so there’s hardly anywhere for him to hide. He said he would meet me right here outside the old pet shop. So many great memories from here, but all that’s left is Dillard’s, Macy’s, and shells of stores I used to adore in middle school. Ya know… Hot Topic, Earthbound, Abercrombie, and Aeropostale. Happier times bygone, I really miss them now that I’m standing in the middle of it all. But look at me, reminiscing.
By Emily Dickerson4 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Flowers
My family never saw tragedy. We were, in the eyes of many, the luckiest people alive; and even to this day, I still have no idea how we have been so lucky. You may wonder what I mean by how lucky we are and let me tell you that our luck stretches to the point that none of my family has ever died or aged. Once we hit the age of twenty-one, our body just stops aging, and we get to live forever and ever. Many people see living for eternity as a curse, and I could see why someone would think that way. After all, when you live forever you watch the ones you loved the most die; however, I never have to say goodbye to my family, and so I see immortality as a blessing.
By Erich Kassner4 years ago in Fiction
Privacy Breach
It was like any other typical, boring day in the life of Eric Mason. It was nearing the end of his shift as a barista for the local coffee shop here in Sandpoint, Idaho when something, or someone, caught his attention. The glimmer of hope and eagerness in this young woman’s eyes as she sat nervously at a table for two. Now Eric immediately assumed that she was meeting someone here, a possible interview of sorts, he pondered. He is not typically a people watcher, in public that is, but something about the almost innocent, childlike, aura that surrounded her made him feel a deep connection that he could not seem to shake. “Ouch, damnit” he said, as he quickly sat down a scolding hot cup of coffee, he accidentally overfilled. “Eric, pay attention, we don’t have time for this” his annoyed manager spoke as she shuffled rapidly behind the counter. Eric shook his head, gaining his wits about him, and continued about his duties.
By Kenzie Lea 4 years ago in Fiction
World of Light
I am excited to share this story with everyone. After checking out Vocal, and reading multiple stories on here, I found this site to be a flourishing place for creatives. I decided to join these creatives and hope to find it as inspirational as others have. I am thankful for sites like Vocal who give writers a place to gather and share.
By J.D. Brooks4 years ago in Fiction