Mystery
A World Without Jazz
A World Without Jazz By Delmar Coleman III Horns humming notes soft and close enough to her ear. She tried to pretend she couldn’t hear the soft sound of the symbols, slowly and softly and speeding around the brass sphere, causing a cacophony of confusion, mixed with music in her ear. She so desperately wanted sleep but she was bothered by what appeared to be what she could hear and couldn’t see. The ceiling seemed to give way to the dark sky that was half blue, part black with gray…. Clouds formed as if a storm was on its way. Could she feel rain? Something came from above her. Drips, then it began to form in puddles, pools and burgundy streams. Moving her things. All of them seemed to drift to one side of her room.
By Delmar Coleman III5 years ago in Fiction
The White Noise of Ashes (ONE)
ONE There was never a sunrise in Ashes, there was the rumor of a sunrise. Deep in the mountains, surrounded by jagged peaks, the big red orb rose out of sight sheltered by the massive rock. In summer, the heavens would just drift from indigo to a hazy grey and finally to the brilliant blue stark against the greenery. The sun herself, fashionably late, would gloriously emerge at ten taking her proper place in the sky heedless of those who’d been waiting for her.
By Russel Barrie5 years ago in Fiction
Planet 9
”The gates of Hell have had been busted open, and all the demons had Taken over Planet Earth So then, The Four Horsemen had no choice but to destroy Earth completely!. “All The humans had died, so the souls that had faith and believed went to heaven while the ones who didn’t stayed, and then the ones confused went to the planet of lost souls.!” Castile Exclaims Loudly. “shh, we’re trying to sleep Here!” Asmadine The daughter of the angel Uriel Shouted Angrily From her Top Cloud bed From across the golden room. I looked over at her Fiery Red eyes and knew she was about to explode. “You’ve literally been talking for three hours straight without tire!” She added. Castile looked completely offended, and said in a sassy voice “Well EXCUSE me for trying Educate the youngsters” He Replied back. BONG! the sudden Bang against Door startled everyone at once. “It’s the Time of rest now, sleep.” The angel Guard said in a stern voice. Every since The Nephilim Kind tried to overthrow Our kingdom by firstly killing off future Warrior angels , we’ve been giving Guards at our door.
By Yashaya Ward5 years ago in Fiction
Vein
Mummy used to answer my questions with words. Real ones. Without a camera or caption. When she was in phase three, I could ask her all sorts of questions. I had asked her what it used to be like, when the sunshine was real. She had told me it was still real, we had just chosen a better way to feel it’s effects. She had adjusted the chemicals in my vein. I had felt a sudden warmth. She had said that it used to show on the skin. Before the virus, before sponsorships and mitts, people would tan from the inside outward. Sometimes it went wrong and red and it hurt, like a bad chemical reaction. She had said that it would be even worse now. Outside, you would be burnt immediately now that the world has been destroyed.
By Emily Edwards5 years ago in Fiction
The Tower
I remember the first time I saw the place; a looming presence in the late night fog, the moon taunting me over the barbed wire fence as I followed the officers through the front gate. They buzzed us in, stopping me a mere few feet from the doorway as I stepped through to strip me of my belongings and place them in a small brown bag.
By Mary Collins5 years ago in Fiction
Locket of Hope
As the awaited detonation occurred; Reese curled up and held on tightly to the heart shaped locket. He could feel the floor underneath him tremble as if it were holding onto something too. The ground shook for another thirty seconds after the initial burst. After a minute of trying to pull himself together, Reese could finally stand up and check his surroundings. As he looked around the small florist shop, he saw the shattered windows, all the arrangements and vases all over the floor. This made him distraught about his love and hoped she was safe. Reese finally decided to walk out of the florist possessing a single rose. As he walked down the street, he saw all the devastation made by the nuke, cars up in flames, bodies of stragglers and even more destroyed businesses. He arrived at 25th street to his family’s general store and glancing into in it he sees all the shelves tipped over. He then thinks about his mother and father; he checks his phone…no service. Glances to the left outside of the door on the sidewalk and sees a bike that was in decent shape. He hopped on the bike and rides to his house. For the hour that he is pedaling he feels his father’s presence and remembers the times when they would ride bikes through the trails in the mountains; through all the streams and over that bridge going across the river. He hoped a month ago would not have been the last time he spent time with his father, but it certainly felt like it. By the time he got to the house, Reese was depressed and anxious to see his parents. As he pedals into the driveway and hops off, he sees a tree that landed through the middle of the house, laying through the living room, kitchen and his parents’ bedroom. He started sprinting to the front door that was untouched, he opened to find his mother kneeling down, sobbing. Laying in front of her was Reese’s father, taken by one of the rafters. Reese kneels beside his mother and holds her. After a while Reese leaves his mother there and heads back onto the bike. Searching for his girlfriend, he pedaled until he got to Briar Lynn High School and the sight of the building made Reese uneasy, but without much hesitation and a good grip on the locket, he ran into the front doors and down every hall. Until he heard alarming voices coming from the direction of the library, he then rushes to down the English hall to the last doors on the left. He then barged through the doors and he saw her, with a bookshelf on top of her and her study group trying to assist. Reese then rushed over to them and served with every muscle in his body to move the shelf. As Jane was freed, she had a glow in her eyes and as Reese helped her get onto her feet, he had a huge grin on his face, although Jane had a discomforting smile and sharp pain in her right arm. They stood there staring into each other's eyes, in tears, they embraced each other. After the minute of contact Reese stepped back and looked around… no one was there he then asked, “Where did they go?” and she replied,” Who? We are the only ones here.” Reese stood there looking around, confused. After a couple minutes of trying to figure out what happened he finally looked at Jane and said, "Jane... I am so glad you are okay...", he hands her the locket and the rose, "This is for you." he added. Jane struggled to open the locket, so he opens it for her. Reese hands it back, "I love you, Jane." She blushed and smirked as she gazed upon the small picture of them from their first date on the top of the Ferris wheel. She then looks up to him and says, "I love you too, Reese." He then grabs her by the waist and pulls her in for a kiss and she drops the heart shaped locket...
By Christen Schiel5 years ago in Fiction
My Necklace! My Power!
Inside a small gray box with a tiny red ribbon laid a stunning 24k gold heart-shaped locket with a diamond in the center. You're probably like, "OMG," sounds expensive, right! Who would have gotten you something so fancy? Had you asked me, my response would've been, "if I told you, I'd have to kill you"! No, I'm just kidding. I wouldn't hurt a fly. In other words, if you were there, you would've known, but you weren't. So I'll tell you. My grandma is the beautiful soul that gave me the stunning piece of art. I added it to a necklace. When I opened the box, I almost burst into tears! Lol, I said almost, but I didn't. I was very shocked that "My Grandma" had gifted me such luxury! Knowing my grandma doesn't believe in paying an arm and a leg for nothing. She is a well-known thrift shopper. My grandma is that lady in the store that catches all the sales and stacks all the coupons! I have witnessed her entire bill of thrifty finds total to only $8.00. Nowadays you can't even buy a t-shirt for $8.00, less known a bar stool, a small corner shelf, some tennis shoes and a ring all for $8.00, tell me how! I swear I think the lady is addicted to thrifting. I can't blame her. I would be too catching deals like that. My grandma is also the one who will notice an issue with the already used item and inform the clerk to call the manager and negotiate the price. When I say she is good, She is Good! I opened the box and seen the locket. I couldn't imagine what she, the clerk, and the manager all had to experience for her to commit to buying such a beautiful piece. I am curious because this was the best birthday gift ever, especially coming from my sweet granny!
By Jocelyn Joe5 years ago in Fiction
The Weather Engineer
The rain had been pouring down for the past four hours, pounding and vibrating against the metal ceiling of the lab, the noise as deafening as nails on a chalkboard. She couldn't focus, so she decided to pack up and do it at the hotel, hoping it would be much quieter there.
By Nora Alvarez5 years ago in Fiction
Venomous
The rain fell hard as everything around the city began to burn down to the ground, fighting to put out the fire. People running for cover as the military soldiers came marching in one by one, throwing gas bombs in every direction toward the masses, using gas masks to protect themselves from getting knocked out or even killed with the noxious gas. Pulling my hood over my head, I followed them in the darkness of the shadows, snatching a stray gas mask left behind on the ground.
By Adrian Edwards5 years ago in Fiction
