humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Rotten Dreams
I never believed in "luck" but misfortunes seem to compromise my life to great extents. Imagine being too sad to think. Being too stressed to function. Being too afraid to exist. Those are just some of my troubles. Not being able to show emotion is another thing I face on the daily and it hurts. It hurts and its a violent streak of wanting to give up. I don't want to give up. Yet I find myself lost and left without a clue to being found. Nobody seems to care either. Now, I feel alone in the sense that most people will not understand my situation or can even relate to what I am going through. That's just reality for us all. Or at least that is MY reality.
By Keanna Barry 5 years ago in Humans
Garden of Eden Cafe
This town has a loop problem. It’s like the programmer who created this part of the matrix got lazy with the background and just rendered the same strip mall corner over and over, only bothering to change the signs between different retail chains.
By Jack Cavanaugh5 years ago in Humans
Cold Comfort
In that moment I knew I would never be warm again. The divorce had left me cold and broken. Something must have tipped off the universe that my frigid heart was slowly thawing. The bitter universe responded by sending a killer freeze to Texas just to burst the pipes in my kitchen ceiling.
By Tarl Telford5 years ago in Humans
Demetrius the Phoenix
If Demetrius Minor had a Spirit Animal, then it would undoubtedly be a Phoenix. This mythical bird, worshipper of the sun, lived an extraordinarily long life before being swallowed by flames and reduced to ash only to re-emerge as a new creation destined to live another 500 years. In spite of his young age, Demetrius has lived a hundred lifetimes in three decades and, adversity after adversity, he continues to rise, and he continues to choose kindness, strength, and optimism.
By Ashley McCully5 years ago in Humans
The Second Chance
A recent divorced man was down on his luck, with his ex-wife threatening to take him to court for custody of the kids. Not living the best life he could, he was always behind on his rent. Occasionally late from work which ultimately led up to him getting fired one day, so upon receiving the pink slip from his job. On his way home he got a flat tire, so him yelling “Why me? Why me?” inside the car while repeatedly striking the steering wheel.
By Brian Crosby5 years ago in Humans
Second Chance
Second Chance A rumble pulls me from the abyss, rattling my limbs and cocooning me in sensory overload. I pry my eyes apart, and the noise ceases. Through slits, I squint at the brown haze surrounding me. Where am I? The world shrinks back into the darkness. Screaming jolts me from the nothingness, just as a gloved hand clamps over my mouth, halting the noise. A man leans over my prone body; his unfamiliar face slides in and out of focus. I try to slap his hand away, but my limbs don't respond to my command. Why can't I move? He speaks, but the words float past me. Who is he? What's he saying? I feel the presence of someone else just as my eyes slide shut and the gloved man disappears.
By K. Jackson5 years ago in Humans
Domino
Avan This is Avan. He's a strange yet interesting young man, while he sits alone on a park bench pondering about something, yet I’m unsure if we will ever find out what that is. What do we really see here? A young man with really long straight hair? Sure. A guy with cool off brand sunglasses? Poser. Avan also wears way too many leather jackets throughout the week. For work Avan is a Gas Station Attendant, for fun he drinks with his buddies or sometimes even alone at night, and to spice things up Avan will occasionally go on a date or two per week. One day Avan was walking down an alley at night around 6pm with a beer in his hand, which he tends to do rarely, but something seemed to stop Avan in his tracks. It was a bloody envelope with lots of cash inside lying on the ground. Avan Unsure of what to do looked around to make sure no one was watching and looked back at the bloody envelope filled with 20,000 dollars in cash. Now I’d like to say that Avan simply walked away or turned the money into the police, but he didn’t. Avan put down his beer, picked up the bloody Envelope slipped it into his jacket pocket and walked away leaving his beer on the ground in the alley, which was stolen not too long after. Avan didn’t feel good but he didn’t feel too bad either, he felt that this was simply a sign from god. Avan continued his night, he went to work looking over both his shoulders and after work he decided to go out. Unashamed Avan spent his money on expensive bottles, treatment and friends. Avan kept taking shots back to back, soon after he received a text from his best friend saying meet him at this party so he could bring his car back. Avan pounded one more shot and stupidly he headed for the car. Avan figured he could manage a quick drive because he’s now awesome and this was his lucky day. Avan fumbles with his keys a little then gets in, Avan starts driving, he easily becomes distracted and loses control of the wheel, and hits someone, now let's talk about William.
By TheDailyDoseOfRahman5 years ago in Humans
