Young Adult

What happened to J.C.?
August 25, 2021 I didn't drive myself into that ditch. This is how everything played out. I was speeding on I-95 and texting, as usual, when my screen had a glitch and began flashing with some demonic circles and I couldn't get it to stop, no matter how many times I cursed.
By Irina Patterson4 years ago in Fiction
The Bus
FYI: This is from a dream I wrote down a few days ago, so not all of the events will/might make sense. Fenixia Nytburn was standing in some grass near a little gray road. She and her friend, Beta, were waiting for a bus.
By Chemical Legend4 years ago in Fiction
Taking Off
“Well, Scar, I don’t know what exactly you want me to do about it!” My blood begins to boil. The way he knows how to dig under my skin and use it to his advantage proves this has been going on for far too long.
By KB4 years ago in Fiction
Arcade Crystal Coin
Enter Colin entered the neon hued room, filled to the brim with old arcade consoles and entertainment fixtures. Despite the haphazard sounds echoing throughout the room, not a single person could be seen anywhere. It almost appeared as if every human that set foot in this place just vanished in an instant.
By Cyber Dragon4 years ago in Fiction
Vol. 6
Vol. 1 The island is small. The dock is full and it is dawn. From a bird's eye view, it looks canyon shaped. Only 2019 people live on the island. There are six boats that come in and out from the island to the mainland, every hour on the hour from six in the morning to six at night. It is called Selyts island.
By Caroline4 years ago in Fiction
A Guide to the Land of Bizarre
There is a world that is the same as ours, except there are no clouds in the sky. Instead, there are wings. To make snow, the cloud-wings shake, and the feathers fall. In summer, the grass is rich green. The people of FeatherFall Village look like humans and act like them, but they are not. Don't be fooled, traveler! They are mimics that can be told apart by their lack of any face, though they may seem like they have one at first glance. When visiting this first village, you mustn't go to any shops, as you will get lost in their many mazes. Don't mind the many voices that talk to you. Ignore them and keep on the gray sidewalk. If the voices get closer, run. Whatever you do, don't talk to them. There are eyes everywhere. They are always watching. Don't worry about them during the daytime, as they are statues. However, you should never stay in FeatherFall during nighttime. That is when the eyes strike.
By Chemical Legend4 years ago in Fiction
The Rook
Toler Mason didn’t look like a man who had, at one time or another, broken just about every bone in the human body. Of course, it wasn’t his own bones he had broken, but those of multiple people who lacked a sense of survival to stay out of his way. If Rottweilers were to give accolades for viciousness, Mr. Mason would be in their hall of fame. He certainly didn’t look like a sixth grade science teacher.
By Don Money4 years ago in Fiction
Under the stars.
The days, lingered. Hours past from the breaking of the dawn, until the portion of twilight began. Day by day, a slow vicious repetitive cycle of yesterday carried over to the next day.
By Jordan Zuniga4 years ago in Fiction
Once Upon a Time
‘Once upon a time there...’ ‘No, no, and no. Stop right there.’ ‘No? What do you mean “no”?’ ‘Don’t start your story with “once upon a time”.’
By Assores4 years ago in Fiction
Get Up and Try Again
Note: this is based on an incident with my own father, a man who went out of his way to tell me that I was worthless and would never amount to anything, and who made it difficult for me to trust anyone. I was taught to ride a bike in one of the most uncomfortable manners possible:
By Kendall Defoe 4 years ago in Fiction
Me + One Scarlet Macaw + Two Crazy Bears = A much happier me!
That morning, I awoke … and saw my life was pointless. I was failing 9th grade. I didn't have a boyfriend. I didn't even have any friends who wanted to go hang out with me in an empty parking lot behind that out-of-business sawmill, or anything like that that would give me some illusion of happiness.
By Irina Patterson4 years ago in Fiction
The Last War
I was lying there sleepless for what was to come. Next to me my beautiful wife had just opened her eyes, locking them with mine.
By Mikey Maya4 years ago in Fiction