humanity

For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.

Good Grief
There are certain liberties you can take when you are telling a story as an old woman. By now, my hair has been grey for far longer than it has ever been brown. I am what this new generation considers a figure of the past. It’s easy to look back with rose-coloured glasses, a fondness that glosses over mistakes and covers the blemishes you’d rather not remember.
By Michelle L5 years ago in Humans
HABITAT
HABITAT By Derek Mackay & Sarah Williams -1- A single breath fills a pitch black room with a slow - inhale - exhale.
By Sarah Williams5 years ago in Humans
Wrapped in Twine
The bookstore was dingy; smelled of moldy pages and rotting books. The farther back into the store she walked felt more and more devoid of any natural light as the crippled shelves loomed over her.
By Nicole Deviney5 years ago in Humans
To Russia with Love
“Almost finished we just need a contact to accept the shipment when it arrives at the port.” The bulky delivery man asked. “That’ll be me.” I reached for his clipboard to write down my information.
By HH5 years ago in Humans
Battling Baltimore
When you’re living in Chesapeake, VA, nothing says the level of your suburban street-cred like riding around in your minivan drinking a coconut milk, pumpkin frapuccino while listening to Tupac pregnant with your fourth child. Just thinking about that Fall 2016 moment makes me want to purse my lips and “raise the roof” at the memory. Sure I was going to throw up the frapuccino later and take a much needed baby-making machine nap, but I was determined to enjoy my short-lived, first-world luxury.
By Joy Naik5 years ago in Humans
Greenwood Estates Lot 250
Highmark, Bayada, junk mail, and more junk mail, Kristen mumbles as she walks up the driveway. Once inside, she looks down the long hall to see a dark black wheelchair parked outside the bedroom door, as if someone hastily rushed off. A pretty Grey cat peeks her head out of the soft velvet blue cover just enough to show off her glimmering green eyes. Soft meows fill the air as to say, stay with me. Big boy, a cream-colored tabby, is sprawled out on the sofa waiting for someone to pet him, but Something's missing; the house is so quiet its defining.
By T Salgado5 years ago in Humans
Leather Bound Wishes
The Weird Beginning I walked into the store. Something about the store was calling to me. I was on my way home from work and I was passing this store that I’ve driven by a million times. For some reason, I felt an overwhelming desire to stop and check it out. I looked around and the store had a very chill, but weird vibe. It was quiet and there were a few people scattered throughout. There were books and stones and incense on the walls. They had pendulums in cases and sage bundles on shelves. Candles and dried herbs and statues filling different rooms. I walked around quietly taking it all in. I walked over to the wall of stones. All these different crystals in so many colors. There were cards next to the crystal case that told about the properties of the crystal and ways to use it. In the corner of my eye, I see a little black leather-bound book. The book is sitting on an end table next to a large brown leather chair. It was like someone had been sitting there reading it. There were leather strings wrapped around the book to keep it closed. I looked around to see if someone had left their book but no one was anywhere near the book. The book looked old, almost like a worn bible. I walked over to the table and picked up the book. The pages were tan and looked worn but still in good condition. I opened the book and inside there were lined pages, but not a single word was present in the book. It was empty. I fanned through the pages trying to find the substance. Maybe this was a journal of some sort. Like an antique.
By Whitnye Bates5 years ago in Humans
9AM
“Gracie, have you got everything?” my mother shouted from the kitchen. “Yep. Gotta go, love you, bye,” I barked back.
By Daniella5 years ago in Humans
Dear Stranger
The air is heavy, and the sidewalks slick with the evidence of last night’s rain. Oil on the road makes rainbow swirls, and multicolored leaves litter the sidewalks and spilling out into the street, creating a kaleidoscopic effect against the inky background.
By Karly Campbell5 years ago in Humans
Rice Paper
Elitsa marched down the street with all the duty and purpose that could fit onto a nine-year-old’s face. She wore a red flowery dress, orange stockings, and a pair of black shoes that had seen far too much play time. Her arms were hugged tight around a paper grocery bag.
By Sean Minster5 years ago in Humans
only you episode 1- Jung Y/N
Y/N P.O.V *Alarm rings* 7:30 A.M It's the day of my graduation ceremony and I can't believe that this day has finally come. My roommate/best friend Chaeyoung (aka Rose) is still fast asleep, so I decided to wake her up in a special way. I grab her baby pink headphones, so I can play her favorite song while she's still catching some z's. As I'm getting ready to put on the song this feeling by the Chainsmokers, she suddenly wakes up and ends up startling me instead.
By 꾹이꾸깃 • put it in kookie5 years ago in Humans
Manifest
She got on the third train, the last leg of the trek home, after a long day at work. She found herself a seat by the window and fell into the trance that soothed her on the ride. As the train began its churn eastbound, she let the rocking rustle the stress that lingered on her uniform. It never ceased to amaze her how one physical building could hold so much negative energy. No wonder it attracted customers that fed that negativity.
By Fatimah E5 years ago in Humans