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Alien Apocalypse
The End: Amidst the chaos of the collapse of EVERYTHING all around the globe—religions, commercialism, all governments... I clasped the locket my beloved had given me so tightly in my fist, that it left a bloody imprint of a heart on my palm. I plagued myself with questions: “Is he already dead? Why wouldn’t he listen?” He had taken a stand against us… against ME! It broke my heart, but a clear line in the sand has been drawn, and he is on the other side, along with the majority of humankind.
By Karla Bowen Herman5 years ago in Fiction
The Past We Won't Forget
Nestled on a tree covered mountain side was the quaint little cabin I was born in. I was named Brianna after my grandmother who died when I was only three. She was remembered for something that I didn’t quite understand, she was known as the survivor. Any time I asked what my elders meant they grew quiet and promised I would understand after the trial. The trial was something everyone in the village did when they came to the age of fourteen. The fourteen year old was told to walk the gray forbidden path till they found the past, with them the silver heart-shaped locket ‘the survivor’ took with her on her journeys. My four older brothers all went and came back acting like the elders, knowing of the well kept secret. This year was my turn and I couldn’t be more excited for my birthday.
By Destiny Hughes5 years ago in Fiction
Which way is North?
Which way is North? To start again. The tiny group of people stood in a huddle waiting for the sun to rise, they wait silently and with a stillness that only experienced hunters can achieve. They are on the top of Glastonbury Tor, the rising sun will show them directions, since the ancient words they followed said the sun was from the east. From this they could select their path for the day. All around the ancient Tor is black water, thick with reeds and mud. Emerging from the waters are the ruins of a world that had once been so sure of its future, so certain of its ability to master nature and so careless about its past.
By Peter Rose5 years ago in Fiction
Talk Of The Town...
There's a town on Florida's west coast that you've won't ever know about. Individuals that grow up there never escape. The ones that show up there, do as such to kick the bucket. You may confuse it's anything but a nursing home turned out badly, paradise's lounge area maybe.
By waqar jameel5 years ago in Fiction
LOCKET WITH A 'P'
LOCKET WITH A ‘P’ “OPEN UP! POLICE!” Dayquan knew what was coming next and that the door wouldn’t hold, even with all three locks engaged. While his mind raced over options of what to say to them when they burst in, he couldn’t take his eyes off the now blood-soaked locket in his hand.. which had delivered anything but the good luck he thought it would.
By Leroy Jackson5 years ago in Fiction
Father
The day dawns darkly, as the days always did. Megalomaniacal autocrats with big red buttons made sure of that, leaving the sky a nuclear-born haze that blocked out the sun. Chris sits on the edge of his bed in the semi-darkness with his head in his hands. The blaring of the alarm clock continues uninterrupted for a minute, and drowns out the nothing in his head. Finally, rubbing his face, Chris sits upright and deliberately pushes the button silencing the alarm. The hum of the generator replaces it, but only serves to underline the quiet of his mind. He doesn’t bother to turn on the light.
By Coral Weigel5 years ago in Fiction
