Psychological
Adam and Eve 2.0
After Adam and Eve were expelled from Eden, they quickly realized they were connected in ways they couldn't even imagine. "I have the key to your Evelette!" Adam said proudly, using his nickname for Eve's vagina. "Without me, you won't be able to have kids and reproduce."
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
Bring Them Home Now
A Drabble is a story of exactly 100 words. No more, no less. They scream, “Bring Them Home Now!” I agree. Bring them all home. Those behinds bars unjustly. Those buried under the rubble. Those who can’t even haunt their own streets as the street is gone. Dust. Ashes.
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Fiction
The Ugliest Building. Top Story - May 2024.
Mark Twain called the building I work in, “The ugliest building in America.” I agree. The Dwight D. Eisenhower Executive Office Building isn’t the largest in Washington, D.C., but its imposing façade makes it feel like it is. I work for the Office of E-Government and Information Technology. I have a satellite office in the bowels of this monstrosity. Working in this building gives us quick access to both the President and Vice-President because they also have offices here. This access may be why I’m in this situation, or maybe it’s the project I’m assigned to, or both.
By Mark Gagnon2 years ago in Fiction
River of Oblivion
A rivulet talked of next stage where no one realizes if it is happening at night or early hours of the day was the River of Oblivion; the place where reason rules over fear. Those who sought its depth claimed to always come out covered in tar-like substances that stick on the bodies of souls.
By Strahinja Milošević2 years ago in Fiction
The Fragments Eternity Story.
In a little town settled between moving slopes and lavish timberland, there carried on with an old narrator named Elias. He was known all through the land for his spellbinding stories that appeared to move audience members to domains past creative minds. Each night, the residents would assemble around the popping fire in the town square, anxiously anticipating Elias' popular narratives.
By Kazi Munni2 years ago in Fiction
Just Breath
Tick tock, tock, toc. Tightness. feel; see. Nerves twitch Eye open. Her eyes opened. It wasn’t dark anymore. 'How long have I been laying here she thought.' She put her hands to her face and with her fingertips examined her skin. Her skin felt dry but relatively the same as she remembered it. I can’t image I’ve aged much -she murmured. She looked down. A gown. 'How strange.'
By G. A. Botero2 years ago in Fiction
She loves me. Top Story - May 2024.
She loved me. When I was small and my wee stayed to the paper. When I was rumpled skin and floppy big paws and big eyes looking up and waiting for her hands to find me, scooping me up and bringing me into her. And we were happy, so happy, so very, very happy. I was so happy to see her and danced my circles so she'd know how much I wanted nothing more than for her to hold me. I'd wrap, wiggle, wiggle and wrap my growing body with my bestest happy dance, slumping and kerplumping into her warm parts just like she liked me to. She was there and I was there, and we were there together, and it was perfect. Oh, how she loved me! We spent all our time together, playing inside, outside, up, down, going round and round. And she petted me and called me good girl when I made poops, and sometimes when I weed in her front yard or the neighbor's, and I was the best girl. For her, I really was! And she scratched me behind my ears, and it was heaven. I aowooo my joy! And she aowoooed hers too.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Fiction
The Ticking Room
Lena's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the pulsating ache in her head and the oppressive darkness enveloping her. A solitary desk stood as a beacon of hope amidst the void, its surface illuminated only by the relentless ticking of a clock and the eerie glow of a flickering monitor. A cryptic message taunted her on the screen: "The past holds the key to your escape."
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Fiction
Insane Conspiracy Theories That Turned Out to be True. Content Warning.
The Internet age with social media spreading information fast and wide become the platform of what could be called the boom period of conspiracy theories. Yet what might actually be the truth is usually misleading. It is drowned underneath a hill of lies. So, before you fall down the rabbit hole, let's debunk a few myths: Indeed, Micheal Jackson, Elvis Presley and Tupac are deceased. Wayfair also does not have anything to do with human trafficking and the belief that lizard people run the world is baseless. Still, there are some conspiracy theories with the truth as an outcome, and they are the most mind-boggling of all.
By Amine Oubih2 years ago in Fiction
