Adventure
Achiever, Believer
"Come on, Mike," Sam yelled, "We've got this. Just a couple more miles. Keep running!" My best friend, Samantha had always been a tomboy. She favored individual sports early on, especially running, swimming and tennis. Later, she joined soccer. We got along great because I was a jock too. I favored team sports like football and basketball. That wasn't the major difference between us.
By Julie Lacksonenabout 10 hours ago in Fiction
When a Story Refused to Stay on the Page
Maya was not expecting anything unusual when she opened her phone that morning. She had written a short story the night before—nothing serious, just a small idea she wanted to explore. It had taken less than ten minutes to write, and she had posted it on her favorite writing app before going to sleep.
By zohaib ahmadabout 22 hours ago in Fiction
Born of Blood
They never spoke my name. Never sang my praises. My brother’s name, though—everyone knows that one. I was born to live in his shadow. Not for lack of strength. My golden sword and I have conquered many foes. But strength means nothing when no one remembers you.
By Carolyn Sternesa day ago in Fiction
The Story Beneath The Story
People call me Bigfoot and other names and say that I smell horribly. They are afraid of me because I’m not human and have fur. I live where few people do, and the scent I give off is from my rich diet. We live in the wilderness, hiding from humans, and smell like the earth and trees. We rub the raw elk onto our fur and sometimes have nests with carcasses and excrement. Humans don’t find traces of our bodies because, when near death, our fur sheds and eagles take it away. We only die in the spring when wolf and bear cubs are emerging, and our bodies feed their young, while their parents consume our bones. There aren’t many of us left. We think humans stink, and we know when they are near. Human females smell better than males, but sometimes their acrid odor makes me sneeze; it seems to happen once every moon.
By Andrea Corwin a day ago in Fiction
Moby Dee
We all think we know the story of Moby Dick, a tale of human courage, obsession, and revenge against a monstrous white whale, a creature of evil nature. We also remember that in the end nature cannot be tamed or defeated: Moby Dick kills his obsessed hunter and leaves. This has become such a recognizable myth that the name itself -- Moby Dick -- evokes powerful feelings of fear and anxiety about the untamed monster whale in the vast ocean.
By Lana V Lynx2 days ago in Fiction
