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.

School Dream
I essentially walk into a building that kind of was a mix of my school and our town mall in a subtle way. All jumbled and unsure, which essentially is fairly significant. When I basically walked in I particularly was looking around. I cam across a display of earrings and basically saw a set of three pairs, or so they thought. It essentially was on sale for 2.99, I actually decided to mostly buy them in a very big way. My mother really had generally dropped my off and I knew she was coming back.
By Carolann5 years ago in Humans
Search for your live mate, don't search for your soul mate,
You’re looking for a soulmate? Well, you’ve got it wrong! Don’t look for a soulmate but look for a livemate. You are setting yourself for disappointment because you have made it a priority to find a soulmate in order to have a positive relationship with someone who may be your mirror, since a soulmate is not intended to last. A life-mate, however, is intended to last. So which one are you going to prefer?
By Healthyvision5 years ago in Humans
Love, Freedome and the Owl
1. Love, Freedom, and the Owl By Louis Porter II There was something about that old owl that got Lizzie’s attention.
By Louis Porter5 years ago in Humans
Curiosity
The crisp fall air whistled through the trees as it blew in from the north. The sun slowly started to set as Todd and vanessa finished their afternoon hike. They were both ecstatic to finally have a day off to get back to nature. As they started to turn back for their car, Todd noticed something in the distance that made him uncomfortable. Through a clearing on the trail, he could see a small open field.
By Travis Gabel5 years ago in Humans
Romance in the spotlight
What was that?! I spoke the words out loud, although there was no one With me I was in the living room watching some murder mystery in the dark the whodone it kind they’ve never solved Everyone else had gone to bed and I, again, Couldn’t sleep. It’s not unusual to hear sounds that aren’t really anything when you’re worked up from a scary show. Your imagination gets the best of you, but this time….there was something!!
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 years ago in Humans
A Conversation with an Old Friend
A Conversation with an Old Friend She tilted her head back and saw color. Pinks and greens seeped from the corners of her eyes and spread to the middle, leaving patterns doused in pigment. Her head felt heavy as pink and green Chrysanthemums bloomed in her irises.
By Katie Boyle5 years ago in Humans
Yellow.
● Mary checked her watch for a third time, the tiny crystal face slightly obscuring the numbers in the sun. The beam sent a rainbowed streak across her upturned, slightly protruding nose. The time if she could have read it was 6:15 pm. She could hear passengers milling in the station around her, the chugging of locomotives coming and going, the bark of conductors signaling last call. The usually exciting mill of travel life. She looked at her watch again, 6:16…maybe he was late. The Baltimore line certainly wasn’t what it used to be. She quietly reassured herself. “Late is not left.” She knew it was true surely she could remember a time when he had been late before. It was just becoming increasingly harder to focus on befores.
By JessGray5 years ago in Humans
Out of control
It was a rather mysterious morning at the Coldspring, quiet even, Only Fresh air brought by the wind from an endless lake Livingston caressed the nearby trees. This unsually peaceful place gave me time to rest in solitude, simply wrapped by its green grey beauty and stillness. I needed to keep going, the weather in a place like this could be whymsical I thought, besides I made a promise to myself to be in Houston today.
By Oleksandr Matvyeyev5 years ago in Humans
Owl is Well!
The valley was lit with the full moon's light and covered with a blanket of silence that was a signature of winter nights in this quiet countryside. The giant hay bales appeared like golden nuggets in the vast field which was otherwise barren, awaiting its sowing season.
By Rashminder Hargis5 years ago in Humans
Three Eyes
The Meeting: It’s a cold night, and a fresh blanket of snow covered the ground. I could feel the air from the unsealed window creeping through tickling me awake. I opened my eyes, heart dancing with anxiety as if I was waking up for school late but it was only 2:34am. I sit up from my bed and stare out into the darkness of my room trying to ignore the ominous feeling. It wasn’t working. I got out of bed to try to pacify the initial situation of the cold wind sneaking through. I mustered up the courage to slide out of bed to secure the window. I approached the window and jiggled it shut tight. I couldn’t help but to stare out into the night sky. The stars were beautiful and shining bright with the moon. The country night sky wasn’t shrouded by city lights and high rises. The corn fields rose high enough to make you just slightly uncomfortable. As I studied the stars a figure catches my eye. I stare out into the darkness to see it again and it was...gone. I looked a little bit longer before having to give up. As I turned away I heard a voice in my head..,”Don’t look again, you don’t want to know .” I felt sweat start to drop down my neck even though my room was freezing, I turned my head to look at the window again and there the figure was waiting for my gaze. I could only see a dark figure the size of a large bird hovering near my window, until I saw 3 eyes blink. I jumped away from the window almost tripping over my slippers. What bird has three eyes? That’s the first thought that came into my mind. I backed away and sat on my bed praying I was dreaming. I closed my eyes and counted to 10 hoping it would of disappeared. 1...2.....3....4....5...6..7..8..9.10. I pop my eyes open clenching my pillow. It was still there hovering and staring at me expectingly. I locked eyes with the figure and I felt taken over. My body suddenly approached the window and before I understood what I was doing I opened the latch and began to pull the window up to let the figure in. I could feel my hands shaking but I couldn’t control what I was doing. Tears of fear streamed down my face as I backed away to my bed and away from the opened window. The figure entered my room and with a black poof an owl with three red eyes appeared and sat in front of the window on my floor gazing at me as if I had something to tell him. I was overtaken by it’s eyes.
By Justlyn Clark5 years ago in Humans
Not a Barn Owl
Not a Barn Owl A fire conversation I’m pretty sure I met a barn owl once. It was on an epic night with my girlfriend of the time. I’ve always been proud of my sexual prowess. I see sex as a sport and counting my girlfriends’ orgasms was like a pastime to me. This particular girlfriend had never had an orgasm from penetration before, and being who I am, I took it upon myself to be her first! She ended up being a tough nut to bust, though. She was exceptionally tight, which was cool, but she was a fan of that little extra impact! Now, I’m not a small guy. Think Kobe’s little brother. Basketball was his thing…
By Keith Spadez5 years ago in Humans
The Pendant
Everything in my hotel room was the picture of a tornado that had just passed and laid to waste a non-smoking room with a view of the Luxor hotel and Las Vegas Blvd. below. Oh, how I wish I could tell you it was passionate love making, but there was no after-the-fact smell, and the hanging question of whether this meant something or was it all just good fun was never asked. Writhing on the floor, with my head throbbing, and focusing with eyes learning how to see again, I can only stare at a broken necklace strap that once held a glass owl pendant, relaxing on plush executive carpet, whose every strand seemed to massage all its curves.
By Alexander Reyes5 years ago in Humans