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By Gaunts Gambit
I've been doing flash exercises. This one was mood.
By Robert Kasch
Day by day...step by step.
Short Story | Updated Apr 1, 2015 | Reads: 44 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 6
By Alan Fashion
In this story, a man given a computer because he says he is bored with reading books has to cope with many conflicting demands on his time and how he lives his life that is caused by something seemingly so simple and easy-to-use. What will he make of it? And what his friends make of his new...
When we remember our time within days where we started our life. If this investment which play another role may be diversified with stronger portfolios that time stands the test, there is a big journey we have to leave back in these times. Let our role shine where we are. :)
By Dr Suz
The first submission is about the poor soul who stands on our city street corners holding a sign warning us that the End Is Near.
Miscellaneous | Updated Nov 25, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A bitter, dark lament of the terror of growing old alone.
By Jack Dragonblood
Be careful what you throw out.
More poetry, this one was written today, 5/10/14. I just found out that one of my closest friends has cancer.
By Daisy Ink
Megan McCay needs a babysitter and unknowingly allows a neighbor to watch her son, however she is unaware that the elderly man has his own dark motivations for baby sitting her son.
By R Anonymous
She wasn't sure if Howl was playing a trick on her...
I couldn't adapt hold on, I just kept on falling.
Short Story | Updated Apr 5, 2014 | Reads: 75 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Skeptic Windego
The way we are all oppressed by the presence of time. The agony of watching the hour strike, and the terror of hearing the bell chime.
Things may perceive to be as is...but given thought, maybe not...We live in a world that sometimes changes faster than we could ever imagine...
A poem I wrote recently on the prompt "COLD". This is my second revision.