Psychological
Just a Minute, Piggy!
1:30pm: Mina sat still, eyes glued to the courtroom clock’s Roman numerals, ready for whatever judgement a group of strangers felt compelled to throw. She licked her lips, feeling the lipstick dry out, wishing she had put on a more moisturizing lip-balm instead. As one jury member stood to announce the verdict, Mina flashed back to the unfortunate morning she found herself in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
By ANITA RACHELLE2 years ago in Fiction
No Seconds to Spare
She turned. Her eyes attempted to adjust to the change in light, while her lids widened from the sudden fear. Almost forgetting to keep her mouth shut as her screams were muted by her own closed lips, air bubbles rapidly escaped from her nose. A dark, very long shadow was passing by mere feet from her head, and it suddenly felt colder where she idled. She didn’t dare let her imagination wander with the possibilities of what it was that lurked above her. She tried settling her nerves as she clenched her jaw tight.
By Bee Hope Lavallee2 years ago in Fiction
Anything Can Happen
Daphne Jane Donnelly slapped the snooze button for the umpteenth time just as soon as the alarm went off, all for another 60 seconds of sweet, sleepy bliss. A risky move, to be sure, but one she was more than willing to make, for she was at her wits end with her daily life. Her soul-sucking and mind-killing corporate job can go straight to hell for all she cared. Bills and debts be damned.
By Jackie Barrows2 years ago in Fiction
The love journey of frienship and family
The next week, Anna was enjoying some real success on the influx of good energies from the grill. She'd come to understand that she didn't require an ideal relationship to be content. Companionships, old and new, were all that could possibly be needed to keep her grounded and motivated. It was during that week that she chose to take Ben up on his proposal of getting some setting up camp stuff. Sarah and Mike had without a doubt arranged an excursion to the mountains, and Anna realized she'd require some additional hardware.
By Runi Al-hafiz2 years ago in Fiction
Da Bomb.Com
At the First National Bank of NC a bomb has been wired into bank’s vault located in the rear of the building. Carter Whitsett, a senior member of the Warren County bomb squad has arrived on site to diffuse the bomb. The bomb was planted in the building by a group of heist-men who initially just planted the weapon as a diversion after they robbed the bank for $800,000, but after they were intercepted by responding police units the bomb was triggered in the melee. With Carter prepping to diffuse the bomb chaos ensues as there is only one minute left to disarm the weapon.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
Contest
''60 seconds on the clock... Good luck.'' Well, he had to say it, didn't he? ''Good luck...'' If there was one thing that Gordon Roach did not want to hear with all the lights on him and that sing-song music playing all around them, it was that phrase. Why couldn't there be something else you said to someone in a moment like this; maybe ''Break a leg'' was a little too old?
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
