Living in the body of a charred and colossal skeleton lies a man wanting to burst through the rib cages and escape. A man wanting to tear at the skin and crawl out like a birthing baby. A man trying to scream so loud that the eardrums can no longer ignore...
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Tell me a story. Tell me something new. I want to learn from someone I don't know. I'll sit here and wait, while you spin your yarn. Go ahead and surprise me with a tale from afar. A damsel in a dress saving a knight in shining armor. Perhaps a distant wo...
Rising strings of violins wretch in my head’s empty chamber and descend deep into the chasms of my throat. I can feel them tremble and whisper, “We will shake hands with Heaven the day all of this rubble turns to light and returns to stars.” Mallets strik...
A Nowhere Story
Aye, but I just decided to write...Tiredness dripping from my eyes, I open my word processorand type.I type nothing,or perhaps something.A narration of what I’m doing.Presently lying on my side,typing this story.I say story because itain’t no poem.A poem uses rhymesand metaphor,scans and s...
Echo of Sight
Roland Stark is a high school senior coping with sudden visual impairment.Do people go through life on a predetermined path, like a straight line? I often wondered that during the summer of my junior year of high school. I lived a straight line, it seemed like, and it was routine to me. I’d do the things normal people would at...
The Most Mediocre Story Ever
A friend challenged me to write The Most Mediocre Story Ever, and this is the result. Despair. Now.--- Within its first few lines, this work contains language or other material which some readers may find inane or offensive. In consideration, Stories Space has hidden the preview of this supremely mediocre selection. By choosing to view the piece in its...
A Decision That Nearly Cost Me My First Entrepreneurship Effort
It has been my dream since college days to own a company.It has been my dream since college days to own a company. Back then, I wasn't ambitious (or greedy if you can call that), I just wished for a small company with a couple of employees. That’s it. I do not want my company to be listed in fortune 500 compani...
Stop from being bullied
A story about a student being saved by his friends at school.I grew up in a pessimistic family where my parents imagine the worst outcome in a situation and that outcome would always turn out to be true. At first I thought they were psychic and that they predicted the future but that thought went away as quickly as...
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Gidealis Enigma Chapter 28
Demi gets more than he bargained for when he enters the old residence of Kallitris...Chapter 28 The Secrets of the Abandoned House “It’s a cursed place, I warn you. Plus the weather is going to get worse. My flyer is not meant to be operated during high winds.” Asmadis lands his craft among the hills that look just like the ones we left b...
Intrusion
Lock your windows, ladies...It was a cold, lonely Friday night in a small town in Indiana (Friday the thirteenth, to be exact). The wind howled with a cry like an anguished wolf, and made the bare limbs of the trees tremble like feverish invalids. It was the kind of night that fores...
A soldier's tale, as told by the wife
The dark story of one soldier's fall into despair.Julianne finished loading the large moving truck and pulled the rear door closed. She walked down the rear ramp and glanced up at the only home she had known for the last twenty years. She glanced down the street to the rubble which was the house her firs...
The Boy with One Eye
If someone calls you insane or dissident or strange, it is just that they are half blindOnce, a boy was asked by his mother, what he wanted to become in his life. He said—a writer. The mother laughed. But seeing the boy’s expressions firm and eyes in flames, she said; “Well, you sure, that is what you want to do? Writers are all insane. They...
Empathetic Eyes
A story about a boy and his spirit guideEmpathetic Eyes Not too long ago, in a city very like your own there lived a boy. One who possessed a very special gift. He was able to see the world around him and all manner of spirits which lived in it. Because of this he also had a close relationship...
Angels and Demons.No sound could be heard across the misty midnight air,as I held my breath in ghastly fear. For here they come, as a thief in the night,to he who would not believe.Those Angels of God who have one wing dipped in blood,carrying out Gods wi...
Lily in the graveyard.
lily,lily,lily,lily, lily what elseI walked alone in the graveyard of my own dreams, And stumbled upon memories in time. Over my shoulder I could see, The moments passing by. I walked on pebbled lanes and bylanes And a wild lily in the way caught my eye. It seemed to have grown in the grav...