Stream of Consciousness

Within Your Pages; My Dreams
Dear Journal, Hello, it has been some time, hasn't it? It is as you say, the previous year was agony, but as time marches on in that steady way that it does, I can't help but be pulled along its currents and look forward to the new horizons before me.
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Fiction
submerged in honey
This is an excerpt from my novel, Moonchildren. Click here to read more. _____________________________ It wasn’t always like this, but trauma changes people. The responsibility of a middle child is to mediate and obey, and at some point, this becomes second nature. The oldest does everything first: learns to read, rides a bike, graduates - so that, by the time the second child completes these same things, no one is excited anymore. For four years after her birth, Anika was the youngest.
By choreomania2 years ago in Fiction
~Man of a Million Dreams!~
Fantastical: The Fairytale! The beginning... Stage set for Scene 1: Beautiful Woman sitting at her magical desk personally crafted just for her a gift from her parents, her glorious throne of a chair with red fabric, so comfortable to sit in, (so that she can write to her hearts content) now with her favourite classical feather pen in hand, with wonderful antique scroll paper in front of her, she begins to write!
By Jennifer Cooley2 years ago in Fiction
Path Not Easy
"Brrr" The cold breeze cuts right through me. I can feel it down to my bones, Making me shiver as I walk slowly down the road. I need to keep going.
By Kyle William2 years ago in Fiction
A Journey with ChatGPT
In the big world of computers where ideas fly and information flows, there's a special friend called ChatGPT. It's not just a tool; it's like a wise guide through a world full of curious things and amazing ideas. Come along with me on a journey—a journey where the lines between what's real and what's not blur, and where the mysteries of the universe reveal themselves right before our eyes.
By M.Fiaz2 years ago in Fiction
Forever mine. Content Warning.
This was written for a prompt about a sex robot. Here is the link if you'd like to check it out! Antony and Lilah, were every person's dream couple. At least, that's how things were in Lilah's head. In real life, her and Antony met on a dating site, and had been hooking up since. She was aware he was engaged, but he promised to leave her. Months passed as the FWB rendezvous continued on, but Lilah was becoming impatient.
By Tressa Rose2 years ago in Fiction
Love Yourself with what you have...
"Love yourself with all you have... It was a foggy night when I took the next flight to Tallahassee. On the flight, I spotted a school friend named Sam. Initially, I didn’t recognize him, but he struck up a conversation with me. He greeted me with a "Hi" and asked, "Are you Dimple?" I confirmed, and we began talking. We had been classmates until the 10th grade before we moved to different cities, and he used to be my best friend at school.
By yuvashree R Deep2 years ago in Fiction
The Old Man's Cold
The old man trudged through the thick snow, his bones aching with every step. He cursed his stubbornness as he made his way towards the cabin, the only shelter for miles.
By M2 years ago in Fiction
Red
They used to call this place White Palace. As he enters through the grand entrance, a feeling of deja vu hits him as if he has an old familiarity– something between hatred and love– with the floor and walls of the foyer. Ignoring all the discordant feelings that this place induces in him, he walks towards the ballroom. The hallways that accompany him on his trip are like the familiar houses of a memory lane. The ballroom hasn’t changed since his last presence in it. It reeks and feels of that retro feeling, the one which he most definitely can't ignore, consisting of an enchanting encounter, a delightful dance and tragic tragedies. He wears nostalgia as a midnight blue and a well-tailored suit– the same as last time.
By Mahd Ali2 years ago in Fiction
Darkness Digging In Deep
Alas, I can hold my peace no longer. I have been stuck in this deary darkness set upon me by the collapse of the underworld below my feet. Little did we all know that this day would be the one that captures me by my ankle to drag me down to a world so far away from home, and all for just a simple bit of adventure. It was going to be so perfect for our little stroll after so many days apart from the outside world, yet here I am sitting alone in the dark with more of it than I can take.
By Toby Heward2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Harmony
In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where ancient trees swayed gently to the wind's song and mysterious creatures roamed in the shadows, lay a hidden kingdom known as Evergreenia. Its forests were lush and its lakes shimmered under the sun, all protected by an ancient spell woven to keep it safe.
By M.Fiaz2 years ago in Fiction
To kill Samsa. Top Story - February 2024.
Shut in a company’s bathroom, I stare at myself in the mirror. “You’re solid rock,” the reflection says, “but you’re having one of those. This is what a panic attack feels like.”
By M.2 years ago in Fiction