Portraits
My life has always been a mess. First, my parents get into a big fight and are now divorced. Then I had no choice but...
It was his job to paint portraits of people. They'd give him huge sums to paint them. Just look in the mirror, idiots...
Whoever said a picture was worth a thousand words had never met Frank. The man had never met a camera he didn't lik...
He panicked as he looked down. He couldn't believe what he was looking at.
I was home alone but i hear in the distance footsteps. The footsteps get louder every time I get farther. I was going...
I was home alone but i hear in the distance footsteps. The footsteps get louder every time I get farther. I was going...
Lola.
Prompt: Lola “Who’s for another?” it came out as one word. Jack knew it and hid the knowledge with busy bustle. He...
The moment she walked into the room, I knew I was in for a wild time. Dressed to the nines, head to toe in the most w...
Lola, she was a dancer... something about flowers in her hair or was it her underwear? He couldn't actually remember ...
Balanced on the line, he told her again, "Put it down!" "Come on, then," she said, impishly. "I can't. You know I ...
They laughed at the little thing as it squirmed The dark water so close but so far away now in their minds The way th...
I have a cat. Look at my cat. This is my cat. I have a cat. The cat likes it when I hold it. The cat likes to put i...
She held the cat tightly in her arms, relishing in the warmth. It was comforting, strangely comforting, how much she ...
· · A devastating ending
I was my own villain my own devastating ending The back of the car has not been cleaned very well, candy wrappers, a...
She cradled the faun's head.
Feeling like a fool, alone but still wondering how she looked, how she looked to other people. She should just allow ...
She cradled the faun's head and he went to sleep. I had read the final line of the bedtime story about a thousand ti...
She cradled the faun's head. She listened to its soft breath, listened to its complaint, listened its petition. But...
Gene · Heather · Guilt
She was looking ahead, eyes parallel with the ground. She was looking ahead, eyes perpendicular with the ground. Pa...
In her rear-view mirror, she saw Gene turn. He looked at the bush, at her, at the bush again, and then felt his pocke...
Heather didn't like being out in the rain. She was going to get even with that bastard Gene - how dare he dump her in...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it.
In the scheme of things, it wasn't a permanent state I was after. Just long enough to get on stage, dance for two min...
My hands and feet ache, but it was well worth it. We are nearly there, a couple more hours. Georgie is starving and I...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it. This is what I said when I completed that trek. The endless days and nights,...
He had had that dream again. He had dreamed about that walk and the ice sculpture many times. But this was the first ...
The words from the poem mirrored the scene in front of him. "Two roads diverged in a wood," he recited aloud. "Which ...
Dave had placed an add just the week before in the personals. His fetish wasn't the most obscure among those looking ...