fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
The Black Book on the Subway
I got on the subway in Chicago and stood by the door, heading for work and eager to escape the subzero temperatures outside. While holding onto a railing, I watched as the masked passengers swayed in unison as the train car started to move, quietly consuming the bright lights on their smartphones.
By William Gardner5 years ago in Humans
Little Black Book
Parcel deliveries weren’t common on Sundays, but that’s when the little black book was delivered to Sam’s house. He straightened his black rimmed glasses on his nose and took a look at it, turning it over in his hand. He did not recall ordering this, although it was something he would have used for his career, but not something he recalled ordering.
By Mandy Rose5 years ago in Humans
The Abridged Waters
I intend to powerwalk a few miles. The weekend is perfect for a journey. I dread the unshoveled sidewalks except I understand chores of removing snow myself. There is a way around this troubling matter. I decided to walk alongside the roads or elsewhere fellow travelers trekked on sidewalks slushing toward my destination. As usual, I thought my level concentration is being disrupted. Meanwhile, I focus on people who are alike me out for a walk with their gloves and/or mask bundled up. I am not alone. I empathizes our dilemma seeing that nothing is going to disconnect us. What matters most, is we made it another day building on inner health. There are other problems. Boxed obstacles become debris or a lost barrrette...I ignore these items crossed my path. Maybe, I can retrieve a quarter found on the cement ground. Lottery tickets are a waste of time because someone loses the game. Usually, you are not going to find a winning ticket. I journeyed on a little farther . I do not mind trekking around corners evenso a few hilly mounds. I love the jungle gym.you can see why I don’t let this upset me.
By Pearl Thomas5 years ago in Humans
Renovation Surprise
Renovation Surprise BAM! BAM! Cai clobbered the closet wall with a sledgehammer. He was pounding out his monetary frustrations. The condo HOA fees were rising 20%, the most it had gone up in the 12 years he has lived there. The apartment was also desperately in need of renovations before his girlfriend, Raina, moved in June.
By Dionne Hawkins5 years ago in Humans
The Man She Met
There was a woman who had a hard life. She had been through so much in only a short life she lived thus far. She had horrible parents and her first husband was a nightmare. She had to work very hard to get to where she was in life. Which honestly was nowhere. She had a dead-end job and bills piling up and no social life. She worked to pay a debt that seemed like would never be resolved. One day she met a man who was charming and kind. They went on a date and she thought they hit it off. They laughed, drank, ate, told each other their life stories, and really got along. Then there was a sinking thought that maybe this was too good to be true. She started to go over their date in her head and twisted the night so bad in her mind she started to doubt any of the great things even happened. She started to cry realizing she had failed at yet another thing in her life.
By Katie Brown5 years ago in Humans
The Soul System
Tomorrow is the day... the truth about humans will be revealed... The day we hoped would never come, all our plans have failed...We all knew, nothing would ever work, but we tried anyway. Fools...All world Governments representatives are here in Antarctica, the World will change forever in the next few hours...
By Jane Kumada5 years ago in Humans
The Place We Knew
She walked and walked as her feet gathered more and more dust, her flip flops worn out, back feet cracked, and cackle brown. She had no destination in mind, but as she became more and more surrounded by unfamiliar land stretched out, she was soon aware of her exhaustion, of the dryness in her tongue as her throat threatened to seize altogether. She knew she had to find a place to rest soon, kind people to accommodate her at least for the night. How was this possible? She had only been walking for a few minutes, maybe hours. She had hoped the people she imagined on the other side of her commune existed. So far, she was greeted by deserted lands and abandoned homes that were once someone’s. She continued her journey east or west, north or south. She did not know the difference. At first, the clouds shaped like characters someone forgot to finish painting seemed to dance in the right direction, which she had been following. Now the faces in the sky were mocking her, perhaps for not having a plan. She made out their features by tracing them with her fingers. They reminded her of sleeping infants. The clouds changed their position, pointing the wrong way, resigning, she turned around and began walking in that direction.
By Kíkélómómí5 years ago in Humans
