Young Adult
Safety Reset
“We’ve got your three o’ clock cleared ma’am along with the latte brought to your office already,” her intern said. “Good job, Hailey. Thank you for keeping everything in order for today, just as I need it. Care to join me in my office before I head out for my next meeting?”
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction
Transparency's Opacity
I recite the speech again. My lips shape the words, but I only say them in my head, rushing through them until they all overlap and curl around one another in a jumbled contortionist act. Class will begin soon, and I’m first up on the list to present my economics project. Damn that class lottery that predetermined our order.
By Skylar Callahan3 years ago in Fiction
A Man Called Jospeh
I step through the door and into the stuffy government building, my shoes clicking on the marble floors. The air drips with heat and sweat, and even a slight scent of curry powder. The staff must've just had Indian food for their lunch break. I contend with the noxious smell as I wrestle with the phone in my hand, struggling to turn off the speaker.
By Chris Heller3 years ago in Fiction
The Locket
Sam stood alone in this childhood room at his late mother's home. In his hands, he clasped his m other's locket tightly as a couple tears ran down his face. He shivered slightly, trying to brush away the pain, but it was almost too much for him to handle.
By Matthew Angelo3 years ago in Fiction
