Dyeing“Please?”Dyeing6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Come on, Gloria. It’ll look amazing, trust me.”
Gloria Winchester glared at her twin, narrowing her eyes. Couldn’t he tell she was never going to agree to his idiot plan?
“Please?” Sean asked again, pouting at her and clasping his hands together over his heart. Gloria found it hard to believe that he was older than her, even if only by a few minutes. He was acting like such a child.
“No,” Gloria told him flatly, looking him in the eyes seriously. Sean’s eyes were a pale silver- the mirror image of her own. They looked similar, both having pale skin, silver eyes, and thin bodies. They had the same well-defined cheekbones and boney shoulders, and on the occasion when Sean was angry, or Gloria was actually happy and smiling, their expressions were the same. It was almost like looking at herself in the
The HouseThere is a house that sits on top of a lofty hill that overlooks a beautiful landscape with flower patches and trees. Many would think of this place as nothing more than a simple house and giant front yard, but to me it was more. It wasn’t just a house; it was my house. It was where I would wake up with a big loud yawn with my arms stretched far into the air and the scent of my mother’s breakfast would arouse my senses. It was where I would run down the stairs; greet my family and the world with open arms. It was where I would run around and play with my toys. It was where I would decorate with a plethora of objects depending on the closest holiday. It was where I would go outside and admire the beauty of nature. It was where I began to find interest in television shows with a relatable cast. It was where I had my first slumber party. It was where I would discover a bit of who I am. It was where I would nearly fall asleep from the several life speeches I would receive fromThe House7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cuando me acuerde de tiCuando cruzabas la puerta para salir, veía cómo desaparecía tu figura en la oscuridad del pasillo de más allá. Olvidaba tu rostro cada vez que te ibas, olvidaba cómo diferenciar los colores, las formas. Eras como una sombra que contrastaba con la luz que llevabas contigo y en la que me bañaba cuando venías, y de la que me veía desprovista cuando te ibas. Mi vista quedaba nublada tras una marea de lágrimas saladas en la que podía ahogarme durante horas.Cuando me acuerde de ti12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
¿Cuántas noches oscuras pasarían hasta que volvieras?
En la noche, hacía un frío que no me hacía tiritar, un corriente de aire pasaba por mis adentros. ¿Qué era esa irritante melodía que sonaba cada noche junto a esos muñecos de miradas vacías que danzaban incansablemente encima de mi cabeza? No me quedaba suficiente tiempo despierta como para recibir una respuesta válida. ¿Acaso les preguntaba siquiera?
Caiden's Journal - Entry #2Caiden's Journal - Entry #216 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Journal of Caiden Alexandria
Entry: Boredom…so this is what it’s like.
Date: 01/21/2022, 1050 (Friday, January 21, 2022, 10.5/35 hours Central Zentalis Time)
Location: URX Terra V, AlphaTerra City, Signus VI Colony, Infinite Sacrifice
Glancing toward my sister, I smile as she slides a clean pair of blue shorts over a fresh diaper and sets me on my feet with a playful swat to my padded bottom, “Thanks, Utsu-neechan.” I wrap my arms around her waist and purr as I snuggle into her hold. Warmth travels through me when her warm touch response to my hug and I’m lifted into her arms then placed over her shoulder. “Neechan, I just wanna lay down right now. Please Utsu-neechan?”
Her confused visage focuses on me once I’m laid down on my bed. She places her hand on my forehead then retracts
Clouds and Lakes “So, so, hey!” the little voice broke through the music being piped into the room; teenagers turned expecting the seven-year-old but finding instead, the college senior. She slid into the room bonelessly, eyebrow raised at the things passing hands and the looks scattering around. “Uh huh.” She stood on top of the nearest table, kicking empty cans and cold butts from the glass surface; she paced the length, leaving footprints of whorls and blood in the beer and ash. “You’re a wonderful example, you know that? There are little kids upstairs, like under ten little. Fine example you’re setting.”Clouds and Lakes17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Says the whore on the table.”
“Uneducated swine lover says what?”
“That’s what I thought.” The giggles were quickly killed, “Get it together boys and girls, or else…” she shrugged as she landed graceful
Happy ThanksgivingHappy ThanksgivingHappy Thanksgiving18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
What are you going to have for this Thanksgiving
me i am having a Thanksgiving dinner and a Birthday Party for my Older sister
K9 Laboratories- Zadanie #1 BeatriceOtworzyłam oczy i spojrzałam na zegar zawieszony na ścianie.K9 Laboratories- Zadanie #1 Beatrice20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Czemu mama mnie nie obudziła? Zwykle przychodzi mnie budzić punkt ósma.
Oh no tak, przecież od roku mieszkam sama. Jakoś nadal nie mogę przywyknąć.
Zwlekam się z łóżka i idę do kuchni. Jeśli można tak nazwać małe pomieszczenie, gdzie mieści się tylko stół, lodówka i raptem dwie szafki, a obecność więcej niż jednej osoby wywołuje okropną ciasnotę.
Po kilku minutach wracam do pokoju z kubkiem kakao i kanapkami z Nuttellą. Lepszego posiłku sobie nie wyobrażam.
Opadam na krzesło i odpalam laptopa. To jedna z niewielku rzeczy w tym mieszkaniu, które pochodzą z tego dziesięciolecia. Reszta to jakieś przestarzałe śmieci, weźmy na przykład meble w salonie czy w kuchni.
Jak zwykle po zalogowaniu urucham
Good Morning “Good morning?” Nightmare flicked his eyes’ gaze from the stacked words of his book to the doorway. A small amount of light found its way into the bedroom. Most likely from a torch or candle in the hallway. Lock hung her head and held a pillow in her arms.Good Morning1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Can I sleep with you?” She asked softly. Her eyes were glued to her feet in embarrassment. None of her usual piercings were in, nor did she wear her back brace, much to Nightmare’s despair.
“Isn’t it a little early in the day and a little too late in your life for you to ask something like this?” Lord Nightmare sighed and padded the puffy comforter next to him. Lock obliged and slunk over to him. She slid under the covers and laid the pillow down. Shaking his head, the merciful ruler patted his castilian on the head. “Good night."
BunnyWhen he called my name and asked me to come and sit up on his lap, patting his knees with that funny smile of his. I had been busy tapping the glass on the office aquarium and I watched as the fish came at me, then turned and scattered like leaves in the afternoon breeze.Bunny2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Funny the things you remember. I remember the fish tank and the purple shirt that I was wearing, but I don’t remember how I got there or what I was doing before that that day.
I turned and ran to papa and sat on his lap; I could still smell the smoke on him from a cigarette that he must have had before this whole event. He always smelled like smoke and I became accustomed to it, even enjoying it at times. His kisses were wet, and I complained when he would kiss me and wipe them off with the back of my small, ungraceful hand.
I remember looking around the waiting room, wondering at all of the sad faces sitting there. I remember that one man in particular was sitting crossed legged on the floor, the way that they
A Sibling Bond Scarlett rested on a tree branch, swinging her legs back and forth. She looked around the snow covered forest while she waited for someone; her older brother James. He had forgotten something at home and went back to get it really quick. A formed on her lips when he came into view. She was about to call out to him when he was close enough to hear her clearly when something cold hit her in the face. With a yelp, she fell off the branch backwards and landed on her back. Her foot became entangled in some sticks on the ground. She sat up and brushed the cold substance off her face. She looked down and discovered it was snow. James was laughing as he got closer.A Sibling Bond2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I wish I had a camera, you should have seen your face." He continued to laugh.
"Glad you found it amusing." Scarlett said. She struggled to get up because of her stuck foot.
"Need some help?" James asked.
heaven.I wondered tonight as I wandered besides the sea, the sky shrinking and the moon casting a pastel glow against the waves. I wondered as to whether this was heaven, a long sandy beach, quiet at sundown, ragged and beautiful.heaven.2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
So I stood for a while until the waves lapped over my boots and I remembered soon, the tide would come in and sweep me away.
And then I contemplated instead upon whether heaven could really exist and if it did, could it ever be truly perfect?
Compton Bay, 28.10.14
Uncle.Uncle.Uncle.3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mommy? Is Uncle Josiah coming to see us today?"
I looked down at my 5 year old daughter Nevaeh. Her dark black hair curly to perfection in her ponytails. Her brown eyes full of hope to see her favorite uncle.
"He is. How did you know?"
A mischievous grin appeared on her face. "I called him. And I told him to come see us. And to take you out on a date. Because he loves you."
I looked at her in disbelief. "He said yes to this? How could you? You know he is really busy with his band. You can't tear him away like that. What if he cancelled something really important just because you wanted to see him?"
"I'm sorry Mommy. I didn't think of that. Will he forgive me?"
"I think so. He does love you even when you are naughty."
With this she started jumping up and down excitedly.
I let her continue as I finished getting ready for our date. If you could call it that. It's more like a friendly dinner with the father of your 2 children. I still love him dearly but am saddened by the fact he
I Love you so, so Much it HurtsHiro never liked being trapped in small spaces, and he never liked the idea of being alone in small spaces either. Luckily Tadashi was always the one to help him out. He knew that Hiro was embarrassed by his morbid fear of small spaces. So he kept it quiet to keep Hiro happy. Luckily on a day like today Hiro had Tadashi to be there for him when it came to his claustrophobia. They were leaving the university one day after Tadashi had shown him some new stuff that he was working on. The boys then entered the elevator and began to head up.I Love you so, so Much it Hurts4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
However the elevator gave out halfway up and the boys found themselves trapped inside. "Oh my God! were stuck!" Hiro stuttered as he started clutching the wall in fear. "No! no we can't be stuck! I don't wanna be stuck in here! we need to get out! it's too cramped in here! and the walls are closing in! and why does it feel so hot in here?!" Hiro started to fumble with his sweater feeling sweat pouring down his face.
"And.. and.. and!" Hiro couldn't spea
The Best Thing About MondaysThe best thing about Mondays is the anxiety that floods into my body, starting at my feet and slowly rising up into my guts, my chest, my throat. It drowns me.The Best Thing About Mondays4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wake up when it's still dark outside, and I rub the troubled sleep from my eyes with tired hands. I leave the warmth of my bed to face the cold day ahead of me.
The best thing about Mondays is waiting for my eyes to adjust to the morning gloom as they focus on old scrapbooks and half-finished novels I've lost interest in reading. I'm slowly removing myself from my own life.
I get dressed in the dark, hair falling in messy tangles down my back. As I sling my bag over my shoulder, my glasses fall down the bridge of my nose, but I can't bring myself to care.
The best thing about Mondays is when I step outside my building and the chill in the air is enough for my breath to be seen and for goosebumps to rise in waves over my skin. My mind tells me it's cold, but I feel no difference in my bones.
The best thing about Mondays is clim
Golden Rule: Scarred MessageGolden Rule: Scarred MessageGolden Rule: Scarred Message4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey Ashni." Spoke Seiko as Ashni turned to him. He was holding a piece of mail that was dipped in brown. There was a red seal on it. Ashni blinked as Seiko continued "Here's to you, my queen." "Thank... you?" Ashni asked, blinking again. Seiko took it as an excuse and exited out of Ashni's room. She looked at the mail before her and blinked. She shouldn't have received any mail at this time of day. She glanced around at the room before allowing her right paw to open the flap of the mail. Releasing it from its prison, she took out the black piece of paper. She blinked again and raised her eyebrow. "This... wasn't expected." She wondered as she stood up. Walking across the room, she came across her own dipping paint and a group of clippers hanged above her.
She dipped the black paper into the paint and took it out. The drops of white dripped underneath as Ashni wiped the paper with her paw and hanged it up using one of the clippers. She gave
His First (one shot) The child screeched late that night. The tired couple moaned from lack of sleep.His First (one shot)1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
This wasn't the first time
"Jase, please go put her to sleep..."
" It's your turn..." Jase rolled on his side away from his wife.
" Jase," she muffled from her pillow. " I've been changing dirty diapers for weeks. You can put her to sleep..."
The child screamed louder.
Jase sighed heavily and threw himself out of bed. He glanced at the time and groaned. It was too early for this. He strolled into his daughters room, right outside of his own, and let his eyes adjust to the new environment. The child squirmed in her bed, reaching for anything that would hold her.
" Elizabeth... Hey..." The young father walked to his daughters craddle and swooped her up gently in his arms.
She was a miracle.
Next to marring the woman of his dreams, his little girl was the only spark of hope. She was precious to him.
He rocked his baby girls gently in his arms, singing
Be PatientOne day asked his mother.Be Patient1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mother, where is father going?"
The mother Replied
"Father has a very important project to do.....
Be patient he'll come back"
3 months have past after this conversation and it was the child's birthday
"Mother, isn't father coming for my birthday?" said the child.
"Father's project had been extended, so wasn't able to come...
Be patient he'll come back."
4 months have past after this conversation and the child's mother was acting strange.
The child asked his grandmother
"Grandma, why is mother dressed in black?"
The grandmother replied
" Your mother is going to a very exclusive party...
Be patient she'll come back."
5 months have past after this conversation and it was Christmas eve
"Grandma isn't mother going to celebrate Christmas with us?"
The Grandmother Replied.
"Your mother went off to help your father with his project...
Be patient they'll come back"
6 months have past after this conversation and the child is still patient.
The grandmother called out t
A Day at Dennys“You know, I could have just have just as easily made pancakes at home,” Kaiden grumbled. The older man was hunched over into a sulk, his hands shoved deeply into the pockets of his skinny jeans. Parker, his younger brother, glared at him in response.A Day at Dennys1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Yeah, you could have, but your cooking taste like ass,” Parker said flatly. Kaiden was about to protest when he was lightly punched in the arm by his friend. Trevor was more easygoing than Kaiden; totally on board with the idea of going out for breakfast instead of eating Kaiden’s inedible home cooking.
“He’s right,” Trevor mused in a sing-song voice, “it does taste like ass.”
“But what else would food from an ass-hole taste like?” Parker interjected.
“Oh my God, shut up.” While Kaiden was failing to defend himself, the three nerds approached the large mustard colored building that loomed over a small parking lot. The smell of cheap
A Life Mission-Free! ES Matsuoka Rin x Reader PT 3Sorrow crawled back to her heart when she saw the precinct was only a few metres away. The baby was snoring in her arms, snuggling deeper to the green cotton blanket.A Life Mission-Free! ES Matsuoka Rin x Reader PT 31 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
‘I wonder…what will happen to this little guy?’
‘Don’t you want to keep him?’ another voice in her mind spoke.
‘Well, it goes without saying…but…’
‘Ah, never mind.’
The car slowed down as it made its way to the parking lot just around the building. After it was parked, (Y/N) slung her purse on her left shoulder and stepped out the vehicle with the baby still cradled securely on her embrace.
The five-storey, white ash painted building loomed in her line of vision. The police force logo situated on top, giving some kind of intimidating aura. The sunrays reflected by the glass panels served as windows, tinting the building with yellowish glow. Several police officers descended the flight of stairs to reach the main entrance, som
AK: Trumped (Haruki x Damien Crack)He got it.AK: Trumped (Haruki x Damien Crack)1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
The best idea ever.
Currently, it was 4 a.m. in the morning, a time where Haruki would usually bang his head against the wall-anything to get him back to sleep again. But it was all good. For now at least, he would probably be cranky and a douche for the next 10 hours-but that was fine. His ears twitched with excitement. The plan was great albeit a bit painful for himself. No pain no gain after all. This would surely scar him for life. He cackled maniacally (in his head of course) before snuggling underneath the covers. He would carry out his genius plan tomorrow.
"Honey pie~" Haruki cooed, a brilliant smile on his face. Damien's ears twitched at the endearment and wondered who deserved to be called such a horrifying thing, by him no less. Haruki frowned before trying again. "Damien-chan~"
The dog almost fell out of his chair.
Wait. He did.
Groaning, Damien pulled himself up, his face pale.
"What the he-"
Haruki grinned sweetly, tail swishing. "Darling, good mo
LifeWhen you think of all the little things, life is great.Life1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
When you think of all the big things, life is such a hassle.
Up in FlamesAs Hiro sat outside of the university, staring at the doors in deep and utter silence, he began to feel so much sadness wash over himself.Up in Flames1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
So it's over.
This time, I know it's gone.
you tasted it too long.
I only know one role
I'm not Giving up on YouIt had been awhile since Hiro had had any dreams about memories of the past with Tadashi, but he didn't mind them too much, because they gave him a purpose to feel happy like Tadashi was still with him in some way. But tonight for some reason when he went to sleep he began to dream about a past memory of him and Tadashi together, and how his big brother helped him so well that night.I'm not Giving up on You1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been almost a year and a half before Tadashi had died. They had gone out to see a concert together, and then he took Hiro to watch some bot fights because he kept insisting on it. They were starting to walk home after the bot fights were over. "Did you see how that guy totally crushed the other guy's bot! man! maybe one day I'll be as good as that!" Hiro exclaimed excitedly. Tadashi just gave a chuckle. "Don't push it kid! you still have a way to go first!" Tadashi laughed. Hiro shrugged. "I guess your right". The boys laughed together as they began to cross the street.
Hiro was in front of Tadashi,