The dapper man picked up a penny.
A dapper man picked up a penny. He tossed it the air, but it fell. He never caught it. A spankled girl kicked up her ...
The woman watched Martin run into the snow. She could see him for couple of meters, but the lost him in the snow. Thr...
The stories rarely stop when the party does. He was not tall, or lean, but he was fashionable. He had the bushiest ...
He was always a weird kid.
Words were labels that he had never paticularly enjoyed. Words were lazy, letting you lapse into not thinking about t...
Swing.
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, ...
Outnumbered.
by the time the cops can, I sneaked into an alleyway to avoid the cops but as soon as I ran around the corner of a ra...
Outnumbered. Jezebel stands on the ledge, hands fluttering up and down the slick chains. Outnumbered. She tries to br...
They were outnumbered and they knew it. J'nox lifted his six-shooter as he and his comrades prepared to defend the he...
The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...
My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...
I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...
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...
"Wait, so he hit you?"
"No. He didn't." I hid the bruise on my face with veiled hair. I didn't want to admit the truth. It was harsh. "Then ...
"Wait, so he hit you?" "Yes, but it's not what it seems. He's been really stressed at work. He swore it would never h...
"Wait, so he hit you?" “No, I told you. He whispered just before I woke up.” I had already told the story a couple ...
Violinist · Cat · Desert Island Concert
about 6 years ago, at the time I firstly thought about study in UK. So I prepare the ielts in Shanghai. When I finish...
He opened the letter from his cousin, reluctantly breaking open the blue air-mail envelope. Who uses old-fashioned sn...
The rain pounded on his jacket and head like furious warriors attempting to break the city's gates. His paced quick...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room.
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. Well, "standing" may be the wrong word. There's someone IN the c...
He likes his own room, but he likes mine more. He's five. Half the time, if he had his way he would climb back insi...
There's somebody standing in the corner of my room. That's what she told me most days and as normal, I ignored her. I...
If you ever pass this house on 23 silverdores street, your sight will be mesmerized. A red checkered pattern clock ha...
The border. He had. To find. The border. He'd made this trip a hundred times before and each time the damn thing move...
You know damn well the head is in the box. You know damn well how this movie will end. But her legs are across yours ...