Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Humans.
Looking For Something
There’s a girl in every crowd looking for something she fears will never be found. Still, she looks. She looks because every romantic movie and every love song, every couple celebrating their 50th anniversary tells her that she’ll find it someday. And in her heart she kindles a bit of hope that she’s capable of finding it, when her head tells her that she’s not—that she’s damaged. In every crowd there is a girl with a ghost for a smile, still looking for something she fears she’ll never find.
By Kendi Stoneberg9 years ago in Humans
How To Make It Work
When you find the love of your life, you want to do anything to keep that person in your life. Sometimes it takes a little work, but most of the time it's actually quite more difficult than you'd think. Either way there are many ways to work things out and keep everything together in one piece. You also might be thinking why you're listening to advice from a girl you don't even know. But I'm hoping this might help you with your relationships.
By Cassie White9 years ago in Humans
September 11, 2001
16 years ago today, at 8 am started out like every other day for everyday Americans. Families were eating breakfast. Kids were running towards the classic yellow school buses to join their friends for another day of school. Husbands were straightening their ties as wives were tidying up the kitchen. Many were boarding planes, not knowing the nightmare that awaited them. Everything was so blessedly normal for 46 minutes. At 8:46 am on September 11, 2001, is when so many worlds belonging to multiple people flipped upside down. It was that very moment that the United States of America began its spiral into chaos.
By Kiarra Pierson9 years ago in Humans
Heartbreak and Healing Part 2
I went home that night thinking of him as I lay in bed with my fiancé. It was eating away at me. I tried to ignore it, push it to the back of my mind. It seemed the harder I tried the more it became impossible. I laid awake for hours that night watching my partner sleeping peacefully, it felt as with every toss and turn my mind made that night so did my unborn child. I felt sick. I felt disloyal. How could I be planning a future with someone and be infatuated with another? I fell into a unsettled sleep that night.
By Karly smith9 years ago in Humans
Holding On, Moving Forward
The stars pierced the sky and burned bright as Henry and Eve lay atop the hood of Henry's car. Henry had driven himself and Eve to the edge of a mountain near their hometown. Their backs were set up against the windshield and their legs reached over the hood of the silver Honda Civic. A blanket covered a majority of their bodies, keeping them warm from the cold August air.
By Carter Carlson9 years ago in Humans
Breath Deep
I had decided to defer a year from heading straight off into college. I’d visited San Diego once before as an adolescent and I fell in love with the warmth in the atmosphere, the smell of salt water in the air, the vast luminous sky, and array of distinct personalities. I currently reside in a quaint, intimate, two story duplex alongside mission beach. Mission beach, coincidentally was the first tourist site I’d visited in San Diego all those years ago. Love it here, I absolutely love it. Powder blue walls surrounding the living room, white carpet encompassing the living room floor, glass coffee table, plush white couches, home sweet home. What’s on the agenda for today? Lunch, and coffee at café 20/20, sounds great to me. Ride my bike along the beach? Of course, I will. I can’t forget to take Mojo on a walk once I return. The last time I did that, the stench of "oops I couldn’t hold it mommy" hit me before I opened the front door. 3 year old German Shepard lab mix, with a shiny black coat, big brown eyes, and stands about two feet on all fours. That’s my mojo, the current love of my life. I bought him from a couple online about a year ago. I saw his picture and my heart melted like molten lava.
By Duchess Howlett9 years ago in Humans
Am I a Bigot?
It has been 16 years since that horrific day. Sixteen years have passed and so have 3,000+ people. Yes, it was just over a decade and a half since four planes were hijacked and used as weapons against the citizenry of the United States. The first two planes hit both towers of the World Trade Center here in NYC. Another hit the Pentagon in Washington, DC. The final plane was intentionally crashed in an empty field in Shanksville, Pennsylvania. Many people naturally fled the areas fearing more attacks while a brave few ran toward the crash sites in the hopes of rescuing as many people as they could. Many, unfortunately, perished in what had to be the worst attack since Pearl Harbor and, without question, the worst attack in my lifetime.
By Maurice Bernier9 years ago in Humans
Bruised Canvas
How can I explain what it felt like? How can I sit here and explain something that I let happen and some how not blame myself? I didn’t call the police, I didn’t tell anyone, I didn’t care. I kept making excuses for the pain, that way I could convince myself it didn’t exist.
By lindsay lake9 years ago in Humans
The Wisdom of a Little Kid
Warning: this is a little self-indulgent, but get to the end and it’ll be worth it. Cool? Let's go then. Okay, I’m not what you’d call a manly man. I don’t play sports, I’m not macho (thank god) and I’ve always gotten on better with women rather than men. Now, some of you will have read that differently than others. It’s not intended as an insult to any macho guys in a bromance who love sports. It’s just me.
By Danny Kane9 years ago in Humans
