Psychological

Literally, Gordon
I know what it is to be rejected. Subtly, silently, sadly. And I’ve been cast aside like a third sock, superfluous to the beauty of human anatomy.
By Mackenzie Davis7 months ago in Fiction
Ah, Be Still, Foolish Heart!
He sees her there in the crowd, and when he sees her time shudders to a grinding halt. The world has gotten stuck in amber, all except for her.
By Sam Spinelli7 months ago in Fiction
I Never Liked Ghosts. Honorable Mention in The Second First Time Challenge.
Futility is a lesson best left to learn late in life when you’ve gained significant ballast to keep upright, or at least stand a fighting chance on life’s everchanging treacherous seas. Learn when to throw in the towel. Stop trying. Pack it in and give up, Caralina.
By The Dani Writer7 months ago in Fiction
Starting Over. Top Story - July 2025. Content Warning.
I didn’t see it coming… being fired from the very job that led me to move back to Lahaina after years of living on the North shore and Upcountry Maui… the shock and surprise of again being thrust into the unknown without a plan or a direction.
By Tanja Kaia Kala7 months ago in Fiction
I know this pain. Content Warning.
The first time, I was a little girl. Too little to know what to call what was happening. Too young to name what my body was enduring.
By T. E. Door7 months ago in Fiction
Parapraxis. Honorable Mention in The Second First Time Challenge.
She appeared across July like an occasional hobby, and brought that Bronco with her-- scratched scarlet paint, exhaust pipe coughing black tar. Where she drove it, its wheels left dents in the ground. And every time she walked out his door she left dents in his heart too.
By Amelia7 months ago in Fiction
Episode 9: The Ghost Marine
They called it a quarantine op. Civil unrest. That’s the lie they tell soldiers before sending them to hell. We were headed to a school—Lincoln High School. We had reports of civilians inside. Maybe survivors. Maybe supplies.
By Paper Lantern7 months ago in Fiction
The Tiller
With fingers on the keyboard, I am ready to describe the journeys that have maintained the same thrill as the first time, many times since. I recall the same feelings, that still arise today, as they did that first time that I let Golinda and Gallopatrot direct me, as a loadstone, down a road less travelled.
By Katherine D. Graham7 months ago in Fiction
Soaring high into a new life
This had to be the stupidest thing I had ever done. Nearly killed me the first time, so what ever could have possessed me to want to try again, now, at my age?
By Raymond G. Taylor7 months ago in Fiction
I Married a Ghost. Last Night, He Served Me Divorce Papers. AI-Generated.
The divorce papers appeared at 3:07 AM. One moment: empty pillow. Next moment: parchment thick as graveyard soil, smelling of bergamot and decay. Ink the color of dried blood spelled out *Silas Alistair Thorne v. Elara June Finch*. A wax seal pulsed with cold blue light.
By Wondermind7 months ago in Fiction
The Midnight Bargain: When My Brother's Voice Cracked a Decade of Silence. AI-Generated.
3:17 AM The phone’s vibration drilled into the silence like a bone saw. I fumbled blindly, squinting at the screen. The name flashing there—*Jake*—felt like a ghost punching me in the throat. Ten years. Three thousand six hundred fifty days of radio silence. And now this. 3 AM. The hour of emergencies and drunks.
By Wondermind7 months ago in Fiction
The Silent Rebellion: Why Millions Are Secretly Quitting Social Media in 2024. AI-Generated.
A growing movement is ditching Instagram, TikTok, and Facebook—not for productivity, but for peace. Here’s what psychologists and ex-users say about the real impact.
By Muhammad Abbas khan7 months ago in Fiction