The conversation lasted two words: "Too much." Too much pain? Too much regret? Too much suffering. And who's? From tw...

I am trying to make up words as I tremble in Fear. I can feel the first drop of sweat starting to run down my face. H...

"I'm sorry", the two words that shattered her world. She let the dial tone ring out, as a hot tear ran down her cheek...

Sal knew his time was running out, a runaway train heading straight for him but he had nowhere else to go. "So... wi...

Sal was in love. A part of her felt that she'd always been in love, and almost each time with a different man. But t...

Sal knew it was too late the minute the whistle blew. That train had been keeping time in Millersville for twenty yea...

I woke up in the middle of the night to be covered in sweat. I sat up and looked around my room to find nothing. I sl...

I couldn't sleep with her next to me. And the funniest thing is, I'd been waiting for this moment for three years. ...

I couldn't sleep with her next to me. So cold. Her skin. I had to pretend she was still alive. There was no way that ...

Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...

Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...

Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...

Midnight on the roof. The roof of one of the university buildings, to be exact. "We've made it," he says. I nod, sti...

I stared up at the stars the beauty overtaking my sight, the bright lights occupied me while I was waiting. For him ...

Midnight On the roof. A shouldn't-be time in a shouldn't-be place, Thad pecked a shouldn't-do cigarette from the...

Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right? Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he ...

“The entire shell is Chronium. That shields the op…” “You mean chrome. Chromium?” “Ahem. Crow NEE Uhm. Chronium. As...

The visitor asked, "Can you write a story without a prompt?" "I don't know," said the writer. "I've never tried." "...

My mind was moving faster than my body. I wanted to play in the swing so bad but my feet weren't moving fast enough. ...

I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped over the cobwebs, allowing myself to have a moment of preparation. The swing rock...

she couldn't do it. her moist, clammy hands clung to the wooden pole with vicious might as she drew in intermittent, ...

If money was the root of all evil, then wine must surely be a close second. Jasper gazed through the rosy depths o...

Wine makes you drunk if you drink too much. I like wine. Its like grape juice with alcohol. They should put it in jui...

Wine. Specifically, white. She hated white wine. She wanted red. The buzzing warm feeling was building. Building the ...

I look at the glistening gold clock hung onto the station wall. Time is ticking. So slowly I feel that time has froze...

This note. This one note. This small little ticket of joy, was my way out of here. Out of this dump. Where flies cons...

"Travel light, but take everything with you," he said, his sky eyes looking off into the distance, "you never know wh...

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...

Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...