Chapter 2- Abilities 2:30 p.m. 19th November, 2012 Math Class (Room 307, Ellis Public School, New York) School was boring as usual. Absolutely nothing had happened all day to warrant the way I'd felt that morning, and I was beginning to think that it might just have been a freak occurrence after all. To top it all off, I was stuck in the one class I hated...
She kicks at the tire. Frustrated, as her car had broken down in the worst possible spot, miles from the city, on a almost deserted stretch of highway. What else could go wrong? The whole weekend visit to her mothers had been an unmitigated disaster. What had been meant to be a getaway from the hectic pace of her city life, had turned into a constant harping...
Britt called me, crying one night. Her best friend had just left her house; her boyfriend had just broken up with her. "Chris...Are, are...You there...?" Britt managed to stutter out through her tears. "Yes, I am. What's wrong Britt?" "Tony...just broke...he just broke up with me!!" she whimpered into the telephone before bursting into an immense flow of...
Clay, become dust, sifts through my toes and clings to my naked ankles like a lover's grip. Each particle melds into my body's proof of heat, birthing a fresh layer of me - as if I am becoming. Molten gold pours into the clasping arms of the trees dappling the path making inkblot plays of quarrels and elephants and cars. I pass through and into them, distort...
Imagine a world that has shrunk to just this: a lone gas-station town in the middle of a desert. It's a town of bleached wood and dusty plastic, a town of rainbow-sheened metal and pumps with no gas left. No, it's not a ghost town. People live here, mechanics whose jean-and-flannel uniforms are like tradition: passed down for so long that they only hint at t...
(Dear Reader, I ask that you forgive me for taking so long on this one. If you lost track, please check out the submissions page under my name to catch up. Thanks to AS2U and Bd for their help and Victoria for her ideas.) * After her lunch date with Antonio, Missy began thinking about George. Everything Missy knew about her boyfriend quickly entered her m...
You awake in total darkness. The room is cold, the floor is hard and unforgiving - this place is very unfamiliar to you. You open your eyes and realize that you have a bag of sorts placed over your head so that you cannot see, the seam of the bag chokes tightly around your neck giving you just enough space to breathe shallow. As you regain more of your sens...
I can't stop thinking about my hot boss, who from now on shall be called Mister (mostly because that's easier for me to think and type). Tensions are at an all time high, and I can't do anything about it! It's driving me mad. My only relief from it is these stories, in which I release everything my sordid mind thinks up during the days and nights. I want hi...
For over an hour, Hafred led his highborn companions through woods that would be difficult to navigate even by the light of day. The pervasive darkness of the night and the fact that he had now trod further under those trees than he had ventured in many a year did not bode well for his sense of direction. Yet there were subtle signs that he was on the right...
Jeremy led Debbie down the basement stairs pulling on her leash just hard enough to not make it difficult for her, but to keep her mindful of who was in charge. He wanted to tell her what he was going to do to her, from what he had observed and learned from what Jack had done to Renee a couple days before. But the more he thought about it, the more he realiz...