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Most recently published stories in Humans.
A Drop Among Other Things: Chapter 2
It took me a long time to fill out my application to the coffee shop. When I say a long time, I mean a week. After the door incident in front of "Mr. Handsome," I couldn’t even think about what it would be like working there. I imagined all of the spilt coffee, all of the times I would probably say something stupid to a customer, and the dirty looks I would get from cheerleaders.
By Shelby Baker8 years ago in Humans
My Gracie
A car horn beeped outside and I jumped up from my place on the sofa, grabbed my backpack and bolted to the door. Bouncing down the steps, I jogged over to the car that was parked right outside with glee and hopped into the passenger seat. “Good afternoon,” a deep and husky voice said.
By Hannah Jayne8 years ago in Humans
A Night in Montreal
Breathing in the usual New York City air, a group of friends and I spontaneously decided to go on a road trip to Toronto, Canada. It was the 8th of January 2016, and we were all sprung out from roaming around New York City, endlessly looking for an unusual adventure. It was Friday, "the perfect day for a road trip," laughed one of my friends. There I was actually entertaining the idea of going to Toronto, a completely different city in a completely different country. Frantically rushing home to find my long lost passport, the feeling of excitement burst out of me. I knew it would be a weekend none of us would ever forget.
By Pam Yiadom8 years ago in Humans
Stalked by a Special Ed Student
When I was in my senior year of high school, I was not exactly what you would describe as "cool" or even "socially competent." I had and still have MAJOR social anxiety, to the point where if I leave my room, it was a good day for me because I was pushing myself. So, as a result, I became friends with anyone who gave me the time of day. This actually led me to becoming very close with my good friend Caidence (name is fake to protect her identity).
By xcxsailormoonxcx8 years ago in Humans
Amnesia
Heartbreak can destroy you. It’s not the part where the relationship ends that makes it the hardest. It’s not how it took place, or where you were, or the last words that hung in the air like thick, black chimney smoke circling around you. It’s when you are sitting in bed at 3 AM with this empty, sulking feeling in your chest as you think back to the moments that lead up to the end. It’s remembering how it felt to hold their hand and be in their arms at night. It’s remembering how it felt to see their eyes look at you with pure adoration and love. It’s remembering how it felt to feel their lips against yours, as sweet as velvet, and the fluttering feeling that radiates from your body. It’s feeling complete for a single moment in this incomplete universe.
By Maddie Cale8 years ago in Humans
I Never Knew...
...I would feel this way about someone who could annoy me so much and who could be so sweet to every damn girl. I didn't realize that I was falling for you until one of my friends made me realize that the feelings were there... That what I thought was fake and unreal was actually true... It kind of hurts that I have to pretend every day now that I don't feel anything for you because when you found out you just left me... You treated me differently, you ignored me, you stopped caring about me, and you stopped talking to me...
By AnonAdventure .8 years ago in Humans
For the Girls Who Wish They Could Turn Back Time...
For The Girls Who Want To Turn Back Time I’ve watched so many movies. Movies about everything. EVERYTHING. Somehow the movies that have had the most lasting effect on me are the ones about love. My mom would tell me I was a “hopeless romantic,” a term I thoroughly detest seeing as how I don’t want to believe that there is anything hopeless about the idea of romance; I must have been about 12 the first time I heard it. I was late to the whole "boyfriend falling-in-love" game. My only love was acting. I thought boys were funny, welcomed their adoration, and would never turn down a kiss…but I was in no way interested in belonging to someone. And love? Love was a dish better served…from a far away distance—as far as I was concerned. My parents seemed to love one another though they split when I was about eight years old. Unlike many, I wasn’t devastated. My parents had this wonderful way of showing me how much they loved and respected one another despite their inability to make marriage work for them. My father, though flawed and adulterous, always showered me with the love a little girl so desperately needs to become a woman fully capable of being loved. My mother was what most mothers are—the disciplinary—but she was also soft and kind and she often cried to express her deep love. So, I wonder, how did I inevitably become a woman who often fantasizes about wiggling straight out of love’s reach?
By Iman Milner8 years ago in Humans
The Power of Relationships
Happy Valentine's Week! As a single male in my mid-20's, I wouldn't immediately put myself in the same category as Hitch... but I do have 24 years of experience with putting relationships as one of my highest priorities in life. I have always had a large number of acquaintances, but it was only until recently that I discovered the power of putting your closest friends at the top of the list. When you decide to emphasize the "power of relationships," you begin to develop more accountability, motivation, positive influence, and an overall sense of well-being in your life.
By Renner Winston8 years ago in Humans
