Psychological

I Saw You Again Today
I have fallen completely in love with you; with your smile, with your voice, with your laugh, with the way you walk and the way you bring the sun into each room. Each morning my mind traces through every dream you walked through. Each night I lay in my chilled bed and think of how whole I would feel should you find slumber beside me. Every fiber of my body yearns to learn what your soft hands would feel like when those fingers finally brush against my flesh, and how your lips must feel like an angel’s wing.
By Connieabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Train Home: A Journey Through Shadows . AI-Generated.
The rain poured heavily against the windows of the nearly empty train car, casting long streaks of water like tears across the glass. Evelyn sat alone, her breath fogging the window as she stared out into the dark, unrecognizable landscape that sped by. She had taken this route a thousand times before, but tonight something felt different.
By James Bondabout a year ago in Fiction
Cutting losses
The magician hurried along his row of spinning plates, caught the first one and swung around. His slick touch kept his show afloat, like a seal playing with fish. His audience was ecstatic.
By Judit Gabrisabout a year ago in Fiction
Beneath the River
It commenced with the river. People in town usually whispered that the river had secrets, dark ones, and which you shouldn’t move close to it after dusk. But I wasn’t one for believing in vintage better halves’ tales. I’ve continually been greater of a logical man or woman—never one to entertain the nonsense passed down via generations.
By Jason “Jay” Benskinabout a year ago in Fiction
The Mind Swap Society (2075)
Description: In the year 2075, advanced technology allows for temporary mind swaps between individuals. What began as a medical breakthrough has been exploited by a secretive organization, the Mind Swap Society, to benefit the wealthy. The rich pay to escape their lives by inhabiting the bodies of the poor, leaving the less fortunate to suffer the consequences of their privileged existence. When a young woman named Anya is coerced into swapping bodies with a wealthy heiress, both women find themselves in unfamiliar and harsh realities. Together, they form an alliance to expose the corrupt system, embarking on a dangerous journey to reclaim justice and equality for all.
By Abdullah Khanabout a year ago in Fiction
My Murderer. Top Story - September 2024.
I know who did it, who murdered me. Though, does it really matter? According to the “Stipulations,” to seek vengeance means an endless Hell. Reparation doesn’t seem to satisfy my unforeseen interim either, given that I’d still be gone. This sort of dilemma is exactly why I avoided dependency in human interaction in the first place. Nonetheless, it seems my attempts to live my life solely about my own ambitions, keeping my business my own, was in vain.
By Hyde Wunderli about a year ago in Fiction
Everyman on the Everybus
Maxie was a New England working girl, living paycheck to paycheck. Things were tight and sometimes a little too close for comfort, but she made it work. She was average but well-kept. She was personable but gullible.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
Part of the Same
I'm not sure how to describe what it feels like to be bipolar and off your meds. I can certainly try, but I feel the attempt will come up woefully short of the truth, if not entirely contrived.
By kpabout a year ago in Fiction
Night Creatures
Part of Sandy's new exercise regime was to wake at dawn and walk the fields. Late summer sun skimming the golden crops, that rippled with the wind's caress, filled her with joy. It invigorated her far more than a spin class, wearing lycra.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
The Hunger: Echoes of Survival
Description: In a world ravaged by a deadly virus that turns humans into insatiable, mindless creatures, one man’s fight for survival becomes a journey of hope. Elias, a lone survivor, finds solace in an unexpected alliance with a small band of survivors. Together, they rebuild amidst ruins, clinging to the flicker of humanity left in a shattered world.
By Abdullah Khanabout a year ago in Fiction
Roses for Mother. Content Warning.
-THURSDAY- "Markie, I want you to get some red roses for the dining room table on your way home from work tonight." "Yes, Mother. How many?"
By Lauraabout a year ago in Fiction
A Love that Endures
Meera sat alone in the living room, staring at the empty chair across from her, the one where her husband, Arjun, used to sit every evening, sipping his tea and sharing stories from his day. The silence in the house was deafening, a constant reminder of his absence. It had been almost a year since the car accident that took his life, but the pain of his loss still felt fresh, like an open wound that refused to heal.
By afanaabout a year ago in Fiction