IntensificationI would call you over the summer while you were playing video games and you would talk with a voice far grander than James Dean could ever sound and I believed that we were not destined for the flies like everyone around us; no, we are not going to hell like those before us; we are going to die heroes, unafraid of the lavafall pooling at our feet!Intensification16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
We all die in the end, but we are going without heart-felt regrets; we are fucking divine; people will scream our names as tribute to our utter greatness.
you are the sun;
i, the moon;
what a shitty analogy.
Lust Hate AbsolutismI am back here. You need not look. I have your mind on me. Besides you don't want to be caught with me? Do you? So I'd like to start by asking why you act so tense around a nice guy like me, yet around one of those boys that just want to use you, you act so happy and care-free? I don't have a history at all! Never dated anyone! Why don't you even say my name? It's not like I'm a scrawny little drug-dealer! You aren't bad like those others. Wait, where are you going?Lust Hate Absolutism12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hi. I'm not sure if you remember me. We used to be best friends until junior high. In fifth grade you threatened to stab me with a pencil so I took it and broke it. In seventh you started cussing me out and I just didn't put up with that. I know now that life has been crappy for you. Pretty much everyone has changed but me. I haven't had anyone over in literally years, and I was wondering if you would like to come over sometime?
Hey friend. Nice sock hat. I don't wear one, I just feel like I have some role to play. I guess
Daily Doodle 2It was cold and damp but after our road march this mud was as comfortable as any mattress. The sky over the mountains in the West turned a soft shade of violet as darkness fell. The platoon spent the night in a dark and lonely wood covered in a blanket of snow. It was a rude awakening the next morning. Clashes of sounds and flashing lights disoriented me. Even simple things like direction had become a blur. Trees cracked and fell, dirt and snow flew about. Finally, the shelling had ceased. The Germans knew our position and if we had any hope of pulling through this then we’d have to take that village today. Lieutenant Harris, a young man fresh out of college, called us up and ordered us to move into five meter spreads and head north toward the small town. After about five minutes of marching, a heavy fog settled and a light snow began to fall. We finally reached the edge of the forest where it opened to the outskirts of the town. In the middle was a large bell tower, a perfect vaDaily Doodle 215 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Hate List - Chapter 14Chapter 14 – Kitty (Two years earlier)The Hate List - Chapter 1410 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was year nine camp and we were at Phillip Island. Millie, Maya and I had unfortunately been put in the same cabin as Denise, Grace and Lisa. The three us had decide to spend as little time as possible in our cabin.
Maya, Millie, Jonah, Jude, Aiden, Blake and I were sitting under a large shading tree. 'Do you think they have brought out more cookies now?' Maya asked.
Maya was short (not as short as me) and slightly overweight. That didn't stop her from being extremely pretty. Her Indian background showed strongly in her features.
'How many have you eaten?' Blake asked smiling.
'They are good cookies.' Aiden said in his girlfriend's defence.
'I want more cordial.' Millie admitted.
'You already had four glasses of red cordial today' Jude told her.
'So' Millie replied.
'It will make you hypo.' Jonah told her.
'She already is hypo' Maya giggled. 'You should have seen her surfing.'
'That was fun' Millie said joining Maya's laugher. Soon
InfinityNoah enjoyed the sea.Infinity8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He wasn’t quite sure why, but everything about it seemed so peaceful and relaxing. He had never been used to the smell of salt, having always lived in areas where the smell of wood smoke and the sounds of the forest were prominent.
The first step he had taken onto the secluded beach has surprised him. The soft sand was similar yet different to the feeling of dirt. Dirt was hard and dusty, turning muddy in the rain, but sand was gritty and always radiated warmth. He remembered leaning down to touch it, to familiarise himself with it, and it was fascinating. It clung to him yet slipped right through his fingers, no matter whether the water had touched it.
The water was another thing that fascinated Noah. The smell alone was strong and tangy, and he could taste it on his lips a mile away. When it hit the rocks, it sprayed him and stung his sightless eyes with its droplets, leaving him smelling and tasting brine long afterwards. It sounded like the breathing of
Her Freedom (1/?)Her Freedom (1/?)5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello!~ Me again! Here's another short!
Depression, a feeling, an emotion… felt by most and shunned by all. Anger, sadness, they broke her, left her lying on the floor. “What now?” she asked without knowing who would answer, her conscience left her, disappointment came to finish her. Standing, she looked at a girl in the mirror, her face pale and soulless, she saw this girl, crying. She felt what she saw, tears slid down her cheeks, she touched, the action, the sound, the taste, so familiar. Nights huddled in fear, hours of endless crying, never before was a person so wounded, so afraid, so… broken. Tears no longer brought along any emotion as they flowed, they would flow down white slender cheeks and would cover an emotionless face which just stared ahead. Ahead towards a white tunnel, so many times she reached, never to make the cut. Even she wasn't good enough for death, nobody wanted this failure of a human. Nothing could complete this reject, efforts and pa