Latest Stories
Most recently published stories on Vocal.
The Room I Still Walk Into
I still walk into that room sometimes. Not with my body. With my mind. The real room no longer exists in the way it once did. The house changed owners. The walls were repainted. The furniture replaced. Someone else now opens that window without knowing how much weight it once held.
By Salman Writes14 days ago in Writers
The Man Who Smiled at Strangers
Every weekday morning at exactly 7:40, the same man stood outside the coffee shop and smiled at strangers. Not a wide, attention-seeking smile. Not the kind that demanded a response. Just a small, gentle smile, like he was acknowledging something simple and human that most people had forgotten how to see.
By Salman Writes14 days ago in Fiction
Fox Hunt: Chapter
The progress we make is slow. I knew the chances of finding a trail or any sign of her passing would be slim, but if there was anything, I didn't want to miss it. Normally, I wouldn't care about making slow progress, especially not when it meant I was being thorough. Though it would also usually be silent, save the sounds of the forest. Considering I wasn't alone though, the slow progress was starting to get on my nerves, or rather, he was.
By Katarzyna Crevan14 days ago in Fiction
Best Laptop for Digital Art
In the vibrant world of digital art, the right laptop can be your greatest creative ally. Whether you're sketching breathtaking illustrations, designing compelling graphics, or animating entire worlds, you need more than just a machine you need a digital canvas that brings your ideas to life.
By Home Care Ranks14 days ago in Education
Moving from Big City to Small Town
I grew up in one of the largest cities in Canada. There was always somewhere to go and somewhere to be; everyone was always in a rush to go, go, go. No one has time to stop and say hello as you pass them, and why would you? Why would you stop and say hello to a stranger? There was no need to. There is something different here. I moved from the hustle and bustle of a beautiful city close to the mountains to right in the mountains. Strangers have stopped to wish you a happy New Year when they had AirPods in their ears. The pace is different, everything is slow, and people have time to stop and say hello. However, if you want to get stuff done on the weekend good luck. A lot of places are closed. We were thinking to get our British Columbia Drivers licenses and we can’t do it without my husband taking time off work or starting early and rushing to get it done before end of day which happens to be at 4:30 pm. Yet again there’s no rush, people take their time talking to cashiers, not everyone avoids eye contact and are in and out of stores with a blink of an eye. Everyone talks to you like they’ve known you for years.
By Ada Zuba14 days ago in Motivation
Being a little different is Okay.. Content Warning.
I spent alot of my life wondering why I didn't fit in. It didn't matter how hard I tried to fit it, didn't work. I'm just as pretty as all the other girls, why won't they let me sit at the lunch table with them? I'm just as smart as the other kids, why won't they let me join them in clubs?
By Jen Phillips14 days ago in Humans
