literature
Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.
Representatives of Joy
Confetti and smiles appeared. In the Newark, Delaware convenience store where 72-year-old Myleesha Bunting had purchased the winning ticket. Swarms of news cameras and spectators descended upon her. Video and photos captured the moment where Myleesha won over $800 million dollars, before taxes. Television reporter, Donnette Sands asked her what was she going to do with the money.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Humans
The Egoism Pledge
The stylus moved. It moved like a staff striking into fertile soil. Only the soil was a digital tablet and the staff opened the gates for signees. Thirty-eight-year-old billionaire Elgier Ossett looked at his twenty-something wife and they smiled. Warm. Just like this document that he had devised for the sole purpose of helping to eliminate poverty the world over by encouraging building businesses. It was crowdfunding on a major scale. It was...special. As a result of him being so supportive to so many people, Ossett didn’t hesitate to inform all of his billionaire friends and family to donate to the mission he dubbed the Egoism Pledge.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Humans
'Light of Secrets'
I grab three bottles and take them to them. I hand one to each of them. "Thanks, baby doll," Lian murmurs to me with a wink. I roll my eyes and go back to the kitchen. I grab my glass of white wine and the rest of the bottle and sneak up the back staircase to my room.
By Just A Girl7 years ago in Humans
Embers: Chapter 9
ZANDER Giselle's birthday party had brought in more people than I figured she wanted to attend. I didn't find it surprising that she had found a way to sneak out for some air. It took me a bit to find out where she was hiding, but I found her sitting on a branch of an oak tree behind Uncle Freddy's barn. The scent of weed had given her away and I took my phone out so I could use the flashlight to aim it at her. When it didn't capture her attention, I decided yelling wasn't a good idea since it could startle her and possibly cause her to fall. It'd been a while since I climbed a tree but I was old enough to keep my balance straight this time. I climbed up until I reached the branch across from hers, and saw her open one eye before closing it back up when she noticed who it was.
By Sharlene Alba7 years ago in Humans
The Pressed Penny
Lines stretched around the store at this time. It was 10 o’clock in the morning in the Shepherd’s Emporium in Wilmington, Delaware. D’Vonte Sinclair waited in line just a few moments before he reached the counter this day after Christmas. Shoppers had brought their huge bags of unwanted gifts. Sinclair just clutched a simple plastic handbag. In it remained a peculiar piece of metal that his daughter said that she wanted to keep after receiving it as a stocking stuffer. But then she said that she didn’t need it because the machine failed to emboss new images on either side and left it not blank, but untouched. So, he moved along in line. Each step was an adventure, every move a journey. Finally, he reached the counter.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Humans
Five Books About Relationships
I often struggle to pin down what exactly my favourite types of book are (so don't ask!), but one theme I'll often come back to in my reading is that of relationships. Whether it be between couples or workmates or children, I love books that focus on relationships and character interactions. Bonus points for realism! Here are five books that do that excellently.
By Harriet Christabel7 years ago in Humans
To Not Weep and Repent
As the masses in Newark, Delaware trudged through the snow, a grayness colored the sky in the late afternoon. Smells of chicken broth from the soup kitchens arose just as quickly. Everyone looked down at the ground. They didn’t peer at their phones or the patterns in the street, but at their chests. The people looked like birds pecking at their breasts, but permanently. No music, no candles, no bright electric lights, no carolers, no signs showed that this was Christmastime. People just fulfilled their daily tasks on whatever job that they held. The drudgery was like a lash whipping away their joy, their spirit.
By Skyler Saunders7 years ago in Humans
Embers (Ch. 8)
ZACH "INCOMING!" Thea shouted as she ran to my side when we saw Mom's Mustang pull up outside of Dad's shop. I was surprised she hadn't sold it before we left for South America but it still looked in good condition. She revved the engine loud enough for everyone within a half mile radius to hear it and I smirked as Zander and Uncle Mike joined us. We'd been working on cars all day and it helped time to pass by quickly until Mom and Dad's flight arrived to Houston. Had they told anyone they were getting in early, we would've picked them up at the airport.
By Sharlene Alba7 years ago in Humans
