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Single Flap of the Butterfly's Wing

You wake up early for work. Even your spouse isn’t up yet, and you struggle between the equally tempting decisions of snuggling back into their arms or going out and treating yourself to a nicer breakfast than granola yogurt and decaf coffee. The rumble of your tummy decides the victor of that particular battle, so you kiss your spouse on the cheek, whisper something sweet into their ear, and get up.It’s okay to take your time, but you end up getting ready at the same pace as usual. On your way out the door, you pause for a breath ...

The phantom and the butterfly.

They had always been different, both he and Lucas. You see, Lucas had always been the social butterfly, the life of the party, the one in the two who danced easily from person to person and entertained everyone around him. Whereas he, Peter, was the quieter one of the two, the whisper in the shadows, his presence almost non-existent if it weren’t for Lucas who would notice his absence and encourage him to be more talkative, to introduce himself to people, to expand his bubble, as Lucas would always put it. But Lucas’s words would...

For the Love

She was my favorite person, my sister. One of them, considering she isn't my only sibling or the only person I know. She is just up there on my list, my first best friend. My sister and I have a funny relationship. We get along pretty well, used to hang out a lot. Even in school people thought we were simply best friends who did everything together because we look nothing alike. We are so alike but also so very different. She's Country, I'm Rock 'n' Roll. She seems more calm and I feel like I'm fiery. Different styles, different ta...

Escaping a Nightmare

Anna woke to a loud thunk. She didn’t open her eyes right away – she had been in this camp for months now and was quickly growing accustomed to the multitude of sounds reverberating through it.  “Alright, time to get moving Delta!” a voice screeched from the walls.   Delta. That was her barrack. No one bothered to explain how the camp was organized when she first arrived, but it d...

Isolation Therapy

Less than 30 seconds. That was all it took to change Dr. Amanda Robertson’s life forever. One moment of madness during a Morning Live interview wiped out 15 years of ceaseless toil that had seen her rise to the top of her chosen field. Now it was all gone; her professional reputation was destroyed and her career was over.    Rome wasn’t built in a day, but it burned in one. That old adage had taken on stark relevance for Amanda in the days following her spectacular on-screen meltdown. It summed...

horror

1. Ghost - noun. “The apparition of a dead person which is believed to appear to the living, typically as a nebulous image.” Rory usually texts early in the morning, but yesterday he didn’t. I got worried at noon and called him up just to make sure he wasn’t dead. Call me a worrywart if you will, or paranoid, or uptight. I don’t care.

Lost at a Festival

"Allen? Carol?" I shout as I walk around blindly in the busy festival crowded with people of all ages. Ugh. I'm lost. Again. I sigh as I look around at the various food stands and activities, searching for my friends that desperately wanted me to go with them to this festival. I walk over to a cotton candy stand and order a bunny shaped one. "That'll be 5 dollars." The vendor say to me, hi...

Shrodinger's ICU

Every second was an eternity, but ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye. As Ella waited for the phone to ring, trying to decide what she would say when the moment came, she felt acutely how terrible it was to be caught, trapped, between the world of knowing and not knowing. The impending collision of these two worlds was imminent- the next ringing of the phone would be the warning shot- and not knowing exactly when that would be was its own type of torment. There was so much work to do: an admission no...

Together

There won't be any other parts to this, its only gonna be a one time thing and the reason if you see it why it says "fantasy" is because the two characters are neko's or whatever their called, theyre sorta like what Lia is except not a demi-god. Paris is a wolf Neko (like i said kind of like Lia) and Avi is a Fox neko (not a nine tails though- or at least thats what i think they're called) sorry if i got anything wrong with that and enjoy.Paris was tapping her foot while her ears kind of twitched she was standin...

Maybe we'll be sisters

"I'm never going out with you again, Dad!" Ashley said under her breath as she left the dance hall. It was really the school gym, but it was decorated in a theme to make it look like a dance hall. Ashley felt humiliated and completely childish. Andy walked to the car with a bewildered look of fear and confusion on his face. As soon as both doors were closed he looked at Ashley and said, "Sweetheart, I have lost your...

Two Pair, Ace High

Two Pair, Ace High a Charlemagne File short story by K.A. Bachus 2,458 words "I cannot believe you allowed th...

Burnt Leaves

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I could still hear the mysterious stranger’s voice ringing inside my head, “Your relationship was like a tree. Full of fresh, green leaves. And now, it is withering, dying. The leaves are dry and ready to break at the slightest touch of the finger. One wrong move and it all breaks. One reason to mistrust you, and it burns.” Oh, he ha...

A Death in Still Creek

It was a lovely day in the woods just outside of Still Creek. The towering trees and dense foliage muted the sound of traffic coming in and out of the little town. Apart from that distant roar of tires on asphalt, the forest was silent. The birds and insects and animals sat hushed, waiting. It was there, in quiet beneath the trees, that 9-year-old Sean found the body while taking a shortcut home from a friend’s house.The lazy, small-town Saturday soon filled with commotion. Police sirens, the lights of an ambulance, and ...

Gang Aft Agley

Surrounded by four white walls, there is nothing else to do but stare at them. To look at the paint that has started to chip off as time passes, or gouges left by other prisoners - anything to pass time, slowly going mad, theorizing absurd meanings from the wall's blank stare.Your stomach grumbles, echoing round and round the chamber walls until it fades into nothing. In an effort to stop the pain, you grasp your stomach only to find the familiar feeling of your bones, crushed under your tight skin. You’ve been in t...

Unwanted

The wind was blowing the trees away, it so cold that I'm starting to regret this. - I don't think that I remember my own mother, she left me with strangers when I was only 2 years old. since that day I have not rested, they treat me poorly. I always felt dreadful. I wake up at 2Am and start cleaning, at only 10 I feel stressed. Mr: Andy wing and Mrs: paddy wing are couples tha...

Harold

Okay, okay, here we go. You can do this Harold. There, right over there. A nice guy, all alone walking down the street. That's right, my dude... come a little closer... a littler closer... *Woosh* HA AH! I did it! Wooshed right through the sucker. He even shivered! This is getting easier. Well done Harold....

Sea under my feet, love on my tongue

I was ten the first time I stayed over at my grandmother’s house. Since I was a fearful child, everything new caused me to hide behind my mama’s back, and I did the same when I first saw her. Maybe I was petrified by her round glasses that made her eyes five times bigger and gave me the impression that she could look down right into my heart. Or maybe her bony fingers reminded me of the witch f...

The Ghosts of the Past

Write about someone who grew up in a bunker, and lockdown life is all they’ve ever known. Sometimes I wonder. Wonder what it’s like outside. What it’s like in the real world. With real people. In a place where my actions matter, and I could feel useful. In a place where every day was different from the last. But the room around me was small. Light grey walls with white furniture and back accents. The cur...

Steve the Trickster God

Chaotic, powerful, mischievous. These were words that once described me. A force of nature, a god! I was once feared and worshipped by many, the harbinger of misfortune! And on top of all of my astonishing and otherworldly powers, I was also incredibly good-looking. Yes, yes, I was a winner with all the ladies, goddesses and mortals alike. You may not believe me now with this sorry excuse of a body that resembles melted ice-cream, but my looks were once unrivaled by any man. Eight pack abs of steel, a jaw so chiseled it could c...

The Get Together

Gillian Wareham was wrestling with her second pair of Charnos 30 denier tights. The first ones had laddered from the heel to the knee as soon as she’d tried to hop into them. Dave was waiting downstairs and giving her a wide birth this evening. He’d learned during their three years of marital bliss that Gillian got flustered if he reminded her about the time.Gillian’s hosiery was semi sheer or semi opaque, as Dave liked to put it. The tights would di...