Psychological
The Shape of the House
The gravel crunched under Liam’s tires as he pulled off the main road and onto the long dirt drive. The sky hung dark blue with the last traces of daylight, while the fields around the house had already sunk into shadow. He cut the engine.
By Tess M. Marlow7 months ago in Fiction
I Was Missing for Three Days—But No One Remembers. Not Even Me.. AI-Generated.
I woke up on my couch, wearing the same clothes I had on Tuesday. But it was Friday. My phone had 27 missed calls, a few messages from coworkers asking if I was okay, and one from my sister that simply said:
By ElaheMindStories7 months ago in Fiction
Five Minutes Late
Five Minutes Late It was five minutes. Just five. Mira stood on the sidewalk, heart pounding, breath fogging in the morning chill as she watched Bus 7 pull away without her. She had spilled coffee on her shirt, doubled back to change, and missed it by a blink.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Fiction
A Wallet Full of Time
Leo Chen measured his life in minutes. Not minutes lived—minutes billed. As a mergers & acquisitions analyst at Sterling & Grey, his value was calculated in six-minute increments, the smallest unit on the firm’s time-tracking software. 14-hour days bled into weekends. His fiancée, Maya, had left six months ago, telling him, "You’re selling time you don’t own, Leo." He hadn’t understood. Not then.
By Habibullah7 months ago in Fiction
I Remember the Future
Static Blooming Time hiccups. That’s the only way I can describe it — a lurch in my chest, a stutter in the world. The colors shift too fast. My hand is holding a mug I don’t remember picking up, and the tea inside is cold, though I remember just pouring it.
By Alain SUPPINI7 months ago in Fiction
Salt and Vinegar Summers
The gravel crunched beneath her tires as the car rolled to a stop beneath the familiar canopy of pine. The air smelled like memory—sap and sun-warmed wood, with just a trace of last night’s rain lingering in the ferns. Sylvie sat for a moment with the engine off, her fingers curled loosely around the wheel. The silence settled fast.
By Oula M.J. Michaels7 months ago in Fiction
The Crime- Final night
We walked down the hall till she got to the classroom she needed. I saw that it was dark, but for her others were waiting and the lights went on, and she said you better move on with your work, and she said thanks for listening and for setting me on my way. I continued down the hall and the locker was closed with a lock. Suddenly, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and a peck on my cheek and a warm feeling all over. I smiled and looked up. There she was all in glory and smiling.
By Mark Graham7 months ago in Fiction
Colorado Couple Missing Since 2011 Found Dead in Abandoned Mine Eight Years Later
Colorado Couple Missing Since 2011 Found Dead in Abandoned Mine Eight Years Later A haunting mystery that tormented two families and baffled authorities for nearly a decade was finally laid to rest in 2019. The remains of Sarah Bennett, 26, and Andrew Miller, 28—two Colorado residents who vanished without a trace in 2011—were discovered deep inside a long-sealed uranium mine in Utah’s unforgiving San Rafael Swell. The revelation brought closure, but also raised chilling new questions about how and why they ended up there.
By Israr khan7 months ago in Fiction
Whispers Behind the Walls
The old house at the end of Willow Street was a shadow of its former self. Weather-beaten and worn, its wooden siding cracked and peeling like the pages of an old book long forgotten. The windows, clouded with years of dust, seemed to stare blankly at the world around it. To anyone else, it was just another relic destined to be torn down or left to rot. But to Marla, it was a legacy.
By Rameez Khan7 months ago in Fiction
