Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Humans.

My Story with L
I met 🐧 my sophomore(?) year of high school. We quickly became friends. We connected, or so I thought, and she was an amazing friend. A little bit after that, started dating...
By Alec Andrews8 years ago in Humans
Forever or Never
When I was 11, this boy moved in across the street. I was in my house the first time I was him, I was in my house. I don't remember what I was doing, but I remember thinking he was very cute. He had brown hair that hung down into his eyes, that sort of typical 12-year-old boy kind of hair. It was almost winter, so he was wearing this puffy blue coat. I remember a lot of minute details from our time together.
By Chey W8 years ago in Humans
My Story with J.
Like when I spoke to and was associated with 👤 , most of this took place before I came out. And before I dated 🐧 . I'd like to also add that I may be missing some fragments. I only seem to remember the specific events whenever I try typing out these things...
By Alec Andrews8 years ago in Humans
Autumn and Winter Romance
I met Robert on Halloween in 2015. I was dressed head-to-toe in early twentieth century clothing as a vampire who could not bring herself to dress in modern fashion. I was particularly proud of myself because I had managed to spend less than five hundred dollars on the costume, which I could use for multiple purposes outside of Halloween. I was also the most fancily dressed at the Halloween party — that was, until Robert walked in the room.
By Colleen Sweeney8 years ago in Humans
The Light in My Eyes
Growing up I was fascinated with the sky. Perhaps it was the ever changing glow that emitted from the sun and hit my cheeks, or it could have been the way the stars aligned just right to make something so beautiful. I couldn't have pictured anything more magical than the clouds forming into shapes and the sunshine lightly peeking through... that was until I met you.
By Marykate8 years ago in Humans
Some Words to a Girl
So here are all the basics you should probably know before reading. First things first: I've never dated anyone. I've never been in a relationship. I've never felt loved by anyone other than relatives. And I've never taken much interest in girls.
By Steven Dormer8 years ago in Humans
Haunted
She sat before the large, opened casket as tears slowly streamed down her face. He lie still, his hands folded over his stomach and his eyes closed. She watched him cautiously, waiting to see the steady rise and fall of his chest. He's not breathing, Amelia, she thought to herself. He's dead. Her mother wrapped her arm around her waist and heaved a sigh as she rested her head on her mother's shoulder and closed her eyes.
By Allison Downs8 years ago in Humans
The Hamiltons: Epilogue
The letter had been placed on Eliza's dresser while she was asleep. She noticed it when she sat down to brush her hair. Cracking open the seal, she recognized Alexander's handwriting.
By Rachel Lesch8 years ago in Humans
Open Letter to the Boy Who Didn't Deserve Me
They say being in love with one person while you’re dating someone else is wrong. I agree with this statement, but I also have done that very thing. People were right; I couldn’t decide what I wanted. Between you and him, I obviously chose the worse partner. But this is about the conventionally better partner, you.
By Hollyann Jagodzinski8 years ago in Humans
Signs That You're Not a Priority to Him
There's nothing quite as hurtful as getting the sinking feeling that your partner doesn't see you as a priority, especially if you really want to be with him. I ought to know; the father of my child did that until there was no semblance of self-esteem left in me.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart8 years ago in Humans
Helpless but Never Hopeless
It seems like a whole other lifetime ago that I was stood in a supermarket, my face burning with humiliation. I’d had tins of food thrown at me amongst other things that littered my hair, yet I remember so vividly how the public stood and stared at me. Faces of pity, faces of judgement. Bystanders.
By Moll French Author8 years ago in Humans
The Art of Being Single
Second to how old are you, "why are you single?" is the least favorite question I get asked constantly. What is the obsession with relationships I often wonder. Truth be told, being single should be worn like a badge and honoured. Instead it seems, it’s frowned upon, like it’s a bad thing. Yes, I know those people in relationships sometimes wish to be single, but the desire soon passes at the thought of being alone.
By Elizabeth Hicks8 years ago in Humans