Short Story
The Forgotten Room. Content Warning.
I was only 12 when the terrible accident happened, you were put in the hospital for a few days. The doctors said that you were just in a comma with minor brain damage and that your memory would come back and everything would be normal again. You, Me, Mom and Dad. But we wouldn't be... the doctors lied...
By KENDY SEREDA2 months ago in Fiction
The Room That Moved On
I hadn't opened the door in six years. It wasn't because I couldn't. The handle still turned. The hinges still worked. I knew this because I checked sometimes — late at night, when the house went quiet and my hand drifted to the brass knob the way a tongue finds the socket where a tooth used to be. I'd feel it give, feel the door ready to swing open, and then I'd walk away.
By Edward Romain2 months ago in Fiction
The First Person. Winner in The Forgotten Room Challenge. Top Story - December 2025.
She enters the room. The door, she knows, has been here - unpainted wooden panels, plain brass knob, no keyhole - between her bedroom and the bathroom every morning and every evening of every day, and yet she cannot remember if she has ever been inside.
By Hannah Moore2 months ago in Fiction
THE END - part one. Content Warning.
That was it then. Betsy was gone. Her body was still warm. I tested the heat of her flesh and my finger made a dent, the same way it would have a few short minutes ago. She didn’t move, though, and she couldn’t talk anymore, but I couldn’t be sure that the voice she listened to inside her head wasn’t still talking to her.
By Bruce Kell2 months ago in Fiction
The Silent Doorway
The first time Mira heard the sound, she thought it was the wind. A soft tap-tap-tap coming from the end of the hallway, near the old wooden door no one ever touched. Her grandmother had always told her, “Stay away from that door. Some rooms are better left alone.” But curiosity is louder than warnings, especially when the house feels too quiet.
By Kashif Wazir2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 24
Chapter 24 The cavern stretched vast and unnatural, lit faintly from the glow of the single light in the distance of the city sized cavern. Sara pressed forward, spear in hand, armor flexing silently, her Sporesight cloud extended to its full hundred feet. The air was thick with shrieks and glittering wings as wave after wave of Crystal Crawlers swarming to block her path.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
The Room at the End of the Hall
(A son returns home after five years to open the room his father left behind. The door was closed out of grief, but what he discovers inside changes the way he sees love, loss, and family. This emotional story explores how memories can stay frozen in time, waiting for the courage to be unlocked again.)
By Salman Writes2 months ago in Fiction
Golden-Hour Post-It
The first time it happened, no one believed the story. Not even me. I was walking to the bus stop just before sunrise, the air still holding that bluish quiet that belongs to people who wake up early. That’s when I saw it—a yellow sticky note pressed against the corner of a bakery window. The word warmth was written on it in a child’s handwriting, all uneven letters and soft pressure, as if the writer wasn’t sure they were allowed to write it.
By Jhon smith2 months ago in Fiction
When the Moon Forgot to Rise
The night the moon forgot to rise, I felt something shift inside me. It sounds dramatic, I know. But sometimes life gives you moments that feel unreal—moments that pull you out of your routine and force you to look at yourself in a way you’ve been avoiding.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Fiction
Symbiotic: Chapter 23
Chapter 23 Before charging forward, Sara spent a moment to fiddle with how the System Notifications were delivered during combat. She figured out how to have the System stop sending her notifications every time she used a skill or ability of what it had costs and what remained.
By Canyon Cappola (TheNomad)2 months ago in Fiction
