Young Adult
The Great Split
Today May 10th 2025 is the day the world found out about The Great Split. I am at home, on the couch with my dog Lucy, watching the third Escape Room movie when it gets interrupted with a shrieking alarm as the screen goes blue. I jump from the sound and spill my Ramen on myself “Shit Emma! what's wrong with you?'' I yelled at myself. “Emergency broadcast announcement will begin shortly” scrolled across the screen ten times before it cut to the President of the United States on the screen. He clears his throat, looks down at his paper and begins.
By Ann Maree Horton5 years ago in Fiction
The refugee
“Well, first of all," Ben says, rolling his shoulders back tiredly, "I’m sure Rhea filled you in on a lot of outside politics, but there is a lot of history you need to know.” He squats down, tracing in the dirt with his finger as he speaks. “What did she tell you?” he asks without looking up at me.
By Olivia Tillotson5 years ago in Fiction
A Vice at Every Corner
She’d always told Momma that the big city was her dream. The dazzling lights enraptured her from the modest cottage home she had always known. Distant sounds of speeding vehicles, cheers from whatever stadium and fireworks only grew her curiosity. Momma was never discouraging. But always warning Sydney, “All ain’t what it seems, darling. Take what you can without losing who you are.” The stern undertone of warning behind those words never actually caught on to in the height of Sydney’s infatuation. “Baby,” Momma would call to her, “Be careful up there. Stay too long in the clouds, eventually a storm will push you back down to the Earth.” Sydney would always respond, “Yes, Momma,” ending their conversation.
By Nicholas Grogan5 years ago in Fiction
A Day on Death's Door
It was a warm Thursday, or at least I thought it was. Time has been hard to tell since “the incident”. In fact, she should be back by now my wife that is. Her name is Laura and mine is Steven. It has been just over 5 months since the outbreak happened It started when an asteroid hit the earth. Most humans went underground, the ones that were too poor to go were killed. Nearly all animals and insects were wiped out. I go to grab breakfast and realize we have nothing. Well, I guess it is time I look for my wife. “Laura, do you read me, over.” I was starting to get worried, she had always answered her walkie talkie, even sometimes before I finished speaking. Come here Killer! Come here boy! That was my dog Killer, he was a German shepherd that was just over 5 years old, he was a guard dog of sorts. Me and Killer head to the garage to get on the bike, I could feel Killer knew I was worried. When the apocalypse started, we had put improvements on our bikes so that killer or even another person could get on and pedal without any issues. We get on the bike, and we ride for a mile or so when we spot the first corpse, there were no shortage of corpses These days. “WOOF BARK GRRRRRRRRRR WOOF” “what is it boy!” he barked like this whenever he saw food. That is when I noticed it and piece of bacon and a small can of dog food. To say I am starving is an understatement, I had not eaten in a week and a half, that is why she was gone. And now so was the food. It was already in my belly; I used the bacon as a spoon and ate it. I only thought of Killer when I heard him whining. “Oh no, what have I done. Killer has not eaten in a few days we saved the dog food for him and that too had run out. Suddenly he I hear him bark again, but this time it was not food, it was a sprinter, and he was coming right at us! I saw Killer jump on like leg and bite with all his might I grabbed a metal rod I had put in the bike seat and clobbered him. Then I heard a lot of groans, and I turn around to see a bunch of walkers coming at us and the corpse on the ground was turning as well. “Get In Killer! We have to go NOW!” It had seemed that we were free when another horde surprised us. One sprinter ran onto the wheels of the back tire. That made us fall over. “KILLER RUN!” he looked back and then he ran. I Tried to fight them, but one metal rod was no use for the zombies. I got bit and a random zombie that had snuck up behind me. I was thinking “It was over, I hope Lauren is okay” I lay rest. After about 10 seconds I notice a heart shaped locket one of the walker’s neck. The same one I gave Laura for our 5th anniversary. No, it cannot be. “LAURA!”
By Christian Frenette5 years ago in Fiction
The Infinite
It was still dark outside, and I was waiting patiently with the crowd as the train clock chimed five before six. I had my hood pulled tight around my face as the winds ripped through the station. No one was allowed to show their face outside their home or work, so it was convenient for us waiting down here. The rules to keep hoods in place during transit was an initiative to try and prevent other classes from bullying one another. It worked… most of the time. Then there were rogues, people who dealt in slimy business deals that often ended in the local constables coming to break up a fight or deal gone wrong. Nonetheless, the presence of constables did not stop people from continuing to work outside the system, history proved that would never change.
By Catherine Snyder5 years ago in Fiction
The Infinite
It was still dark outside, and I was waiting patiently with the crowd as the train clock chimed five before six. I had my hood pulled tight around my face as the winds ripped through the station. No one was allowed to show their face outside their home or work, so it was convenient for us waiting down here. The rules to keep hoods in place during transit was an initiative to try and prevent other classes from bullying one another. It worked… most of the time. Then there were rogues, people who dealt in slimy business deals that often ended in the local constables coming to break up a fight or deal gone wrong. Nonetheless, the presence of constables did not stop people from continuing to work outside the system, history proved that would never change.
By Catherine Snyder5 years ago in Fiction
The Heart Lock
There was a point before our world stop on a dime where a heart locket was just a heart locket but a particular heart locket was given to some normal girl. On a normal Valentine’s Day which happened to be her birthday. She would open it expecting a picture of her and her boyfriend. But instead of a picture it was a powered fused locket. It should’ve been nothing more and nothing less in certain cases and in examples plus in certain movies or stories you would think it was made up.
By Mark Davis5 years ago in Fiction
