Mystery
WHAT IF WE LIVED ON A PLANET WITH NO SUN
consider the Rebel Planet the grandiose Drifter that no one needs to bring back home fundamentally a maverick planet is a planet that has been shot out from its own star framework and is currently drifting erratically through space like an enormous recluse these planets aren't simply a hypothesis researchers have really identified some in our universe as a matter of fact gauges propose that there might be loads of these Vast Wanderers drifting around the Smooth Way and they aren't little rough universes like Earth some of them are truly huge gas monsters ordinarily bigger than Jupiter these behemoths might actually have their own moons and, surprisingly, their own small frameworks circling around them for instance one of the most renowned maverick planets we are aware of has a convoluted name here you read it for yourself it's situated around 80 light years from Earth and it was found in 2013.
By Adomakoh Patrick3 years ago in Fiction
DARK SAINT
The little girlβs wild, dark hair streams out behind her as she runs through the grass, squealing before she remembers that her father doesnβt like it when sheβs too loud. Smacking her lips shut, she erupts in giggles as her mother reaches down and scoops her up.
By ππ£πππ3 years ago in Fiction
Something nasty in the shed
The door creaks--no!, it screams for me to run. But I bravely stay. I pull the string dangling from the ceiling, and hear the ratcheting. But the lightbulb doesn't glow. In the darkness, nothing seems to be where it should be. I step inside. Floorboards groan. Behind me, the weight of the door closes itself. It's dark. A sigh is heard. But not from my breath. I lunge backwards for the door. A scream is heard, but it's not the door's.
By Julia Sinton3 years ago in Fiction
Mia's Magical Discovery.
Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Mia who lived in a small village in the countryside. She was an orphan and lived with her grandmother who was a wise old woman that everyone in the village respected and admired. Mia was a curious and adventurous girl who loved exploring the woods and meadows that surrounded the village. She often went on long walks and would come back with stories of her adventures.
By Nawazish ali3 years ago in Fiction
Bloody Valentine
Rei looked down at the stained carpet and the man lying in the center of the mess. He felt the anger leaving his body, as if it had died along with the man on the ground; his only gift to the world. Normally, Rei was quick about his work, but this time was different. He had taken his time, and had waited to make sure the job was done. The biggest irony was that this hadnβt even been a contracted job for him β he did it of his own volition. And that had all been because of you.
By Portgas D. Sara (they/them)3 years ago in Fiction
Miss Tina changed my life.
Strange Objects I should start at the beginning or would it be better to start at some point beyond that. My mind can't stop to make a decision because it is going through thoughts faster than I can keep up. Oh, what am I thinking about this time? Yeah, I was going to tell you how a visit from Ms. Tina rewrote my life story. Her arrival came during the preparations to get our house ready to be dazzling enough to not go backwards in our bank account when it was sold to the next family to own it.
By Timothy Webber3 years ago in Fiction
EtherWorld
Itβs eons later, after the Great Surge, that his brother comes to him. A time when even he has begun to forget that there use to be more, that they used to be alive once upon a time. Souls no longer come to the Citadels, nor do they leave them.
By Magdalene Jo S. Kloc3 years ago in Fiction
All the love
We knew each other since birth. We started dating in high school. We got married after college. We had lots of kids. We raised those kids well. We retired from work. Our kids grew up. They graduated college, became successful and took care of us when we got old. We held hands every day in the retirement home. We died at the same time, holding hands. They buried us next to each other. The chemicals from the factory spill brought us back to life as zombies. We ate all our children. We slept in our coffins when we got full.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Alley
Jana had taken this alleyway hundreds of times. She knew every trash can and twisted fence. The shortcut would save time, leading her far from the street (where she faced cat-calls and inappropriate offers that made her shoulders shrink). The alley was her ally, her quick path to sanctuary.
By Bex Jordan3 years ago in Fiction
