short story

The Beauty of a Home
The most beautiful flower grew through the cement. It was in the parking lot of an old Walmart, which hadn’t been open in years. Yet somehow, this flower still grew. She was a marigold with bright yellow petals; She also had the greenest and brightest stem. It was a hot day and she would soon find that there would be no rain in her near future. Each passing day was lonelier than the last. The thought of no one appreciating her made her feel sad. Her bright and beautiful colors will go unseen. The feeling of being alive wasn’t enough for her. She wanted to feel loved and to feel appreciated. She wanted her beauty to be seen by many. Most of all, she wanted a family and a home to call her own.
By Kellie Gilman5 years ago in Earth
Serenade by the Moon
Just a couple more thoughts and the recommendations required to finalized my report; and I’m done! - Grace mumbled. A long deep sight of relief invaded the quiet room.
By Chacha Jaramillo5 years ago in Earth
This breath is taken
When I was a little boy, one of my most favorite things in the whole wide world was to crawl up on my Mamaw's four-post bed and slide over to the window. She kept her bed pushed against the wall on one side to keep me from rolling off onto the floor at night because it was at least a four-foot drop to those hardwood oak floors in that old Alabama farmhouse. I would lay across the bed with my head nearest the window and my dog, Winnie, would lay right beside me. Mamaw would get on the other side of Winnie and she would raise the window so we could hear the crickets and frogs and catch the night breeze.
By Joey Lowe5 years ago in Earth
The Four Dans
Chloe stretched out on the upholstered platform in her quarters and relaxed after washing and dressing in the shower room, all accomplished with the help of the Robo-Wash unit. Her clean ‘uniform’ clothing hung in the adjacent closet alcove. Chloe and all children under 18 wore leggings and t-shirts in assigned colors. Chloe had been assigned the color black because she was from a top-caste family. Not that Chloe ever went anywhere. Children in Dan Nor were cloistered in their quarters from the age of ten until they were of age to reproduce. Before the age of ten they stayed in communal nurseries and attended school there.
By Nancy Brisson5 years ago in Earth
There aren't any sharks in the Public pool.
What am I doing here? I am crazy; I quickly scan the room for all exit options as I hold my breath. I am about to get up as the instructor comes into the room in a whirlwind of apologies for being late and exclaiming how excited she is for this dive. She is about to reach her desk and trips over herself; everything she was hanging onto went flying in all directions. The regret was just magnified by a hundred. I can't bail now, I have come so far, and I didn’t come this far; to only come this far. I buckled down into my seat and waited for the instructions to begin.
By Megan McCullough5 years ago in Earth
Aboriginal Ancestors?
Long, long, long ago there was a time where ancient beasts ruled the green and blue planet of purity and growth, in time these exotic animals of the lands and human collided causing catastrophic consequences. Both thinking the other was the enemy they hunted and slaughtered each other to the point of extinction. The coming of “new men” meant new times were upon us and for the indigenous who lived peacefully with the lands fear ran deep within our veins.
By Nicole Danby5 years ago in Earth
Firefly
Season 1: Ep 1 Below the Barn “This place is so magical over the summer, especially at night. The way the fireflies dance in the treetops...”
By EnolA RaeD5 years ago in Earth