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Who Are The Teachers Of Hatred? Part IV
His words sent pain to her heart she couldn’t understand. She stared into his eyes and saw her pain, in his eyes. Sighing heavily forcing her pain back where it came from, she stood up, “I am sorry, but your crime is unspeakable and without conscience. I can’t allow hatred to win twice.”
By Annelise Lords 2 years ago in Fiction
Every Second Counts
Leaving work late one evening, Lizzy decided that she would take the back way home, avoiding the potential perils of downtown traffic. She typically didn't like to travel those roads on rainy days, they were rough and curvy, and as the sun set, made it difficult to see the lines. But after the kind of day she'd had, she couldn't bear the thought of dealing with other drivers.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Truths
It’s known that the small, sleepy town of Whispering Pines lies in the heart of the Appalachians. Nestled between towering trees, rolling hills, and mountains that touched the sky, it exuded a quaint charm that masked a darker truth beneath its serene facade.
By Jaidah Hodge2 years ago in Fiction
Roar. Content Warning.
"You have to get up. Come on. Come on!" He was dazed but he could hear the urgent pleas of another. He opened his eyes to blazing sun and he smelt the dryness of dust. His leg hurt. He reached to put his hand on it and it felt wet, slick but also rough where dirt had stuck, like a crust. His head was pounding, like his heart was in his frontal lobes, trying to beat its way out.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Action Required
It was the early 1980s, and I worked forty hours per week and also helped teach martial arts three nights, taking my daughter with me to karate. My good friend at the time was a black belt, like me, and we were both judges in local karate tournaments. After class, we went to Godfather's Pizza for dinner. I ate salad at their salad bar many times during those years and loved it. She and I would watch all the karate and kung fu videos, so popular then, at either her place or mine on weekends. We loved the cheesy kung fu movies. Our bodies bobbed and weaved with each punch and kick. We would holler out and watch the unbelievable stunts. We discussed all the films with our martial arts friends. There were many with unknown stars, but also the Bruce Lee and Chuck Norris movies and, later on, Steven Seagall ones; we were entertained by them all.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
From Beneath, It Devours
On a calm and warm sunny day, Zach Hollis was sitting at a control board and watching readings from a submersible as it ventured toward the deepest part of the Mariana Trench system. From aboard the two-billion-dollar research station, Zach’s job was to check on the crew at five-minute intervals and monitor the gauges. The Mythic Explorer Station was as isolated from the world as any place he could imagine, so staying safely aboard and running operational analysis suited him fine. As he watched the timer, Zach finished a cup of coffee he’d been nursing for a while.
By Jason Ray Morton 2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers from the Forgotten Mansion: A Tale of Teenage Courage
I. Introduction In the heart of an old, decrepit town, shrouded in mystery and whispered tales of the past, three teenagers named Meena, Ram, and Vanitha found themselves drawn to an abandoned mansion. Its looming presence cast shadows that seemed to dance with secrets long forgotten. Little did they know, their curiosity would lead them into the chilling embrace of the supernatural.
By John Priya2 years ago in Fiction
