Short stories & poems

“What the hell?” He spoke through strained breaths, his finger like an arrow to my chest.

“Don’t blow this out of proportion, Rhys, I just made a mistake.”

“A mistake? That's what you think this is.” He spun me around to the cabin door, where the limp body lay.

“We can take him to the lake, nobody will notice-” I start to think out loud.

“We? I can't even look at you. Who even are you? Becaus...

Oh hi snack how are you." He grabs my neck and push me angsts the shelf. Every thing falls down. Popole come to brake us up. You fuck my life up.!" remember how i lost my eye?" No i don't." He try's to take me out the store. But he could not he is stop by the store manger. He drags both of us to his office. Sit down both of you"! He sits down to. So please tell me why too grown men are fighting i...

C r a c k.

The sound of a neck snapped as punishment for this failed encore

C l i c k.

The sound of the gun that Saturday night that took your father’s life

T h u n k.

The sound of your head as you are knocked unconscious

S p l a t.

The sound of your sister as she lands on the cold paved ground

T i c k.

T i c k.

T i c k.

The sound of the bomb in your best friend’s luggage right befor...

I am the loose change in the back of his car

I am the mud that's dried on his boots

I am the missed calls and voicemails

That monologue to no one

In my spotless room.

I am the red light that he skipped

I am the gut feeling that someone else had

I am the discarded receipt

That would've lead to him

If it hadn't blown away.

I am the leftovers he feeds me

I am the number of tiles on the wall

I am th...

The door slammed. The table shook with fear, and the chairs knocked themselves over. Her house had never been so scared of her, for her. Ramming her hand against the marble shoe holder, over and over. What was there, blood and tears. What wasn't, his bear slippers, her clarity.

Getting up and staggering to the balcony, she slid the door open collapsing onto the cold cement. Scrapes adorned her on...

He narrowed his eyes at her, laughing nervously. "What do you mean you've killed someone?"

"I'm dead serious, babe. We need to get moving. Pack your bags."

She throws him a duffel bag, the same one they always used on vacation. He catches it, but drops it, stalking towards her.

"Are you going to elaborate? Or am I going to stand here wondering what my wife has been doing today?"

"First of all, yo...

I was Kaeleb Edwardson, I was a freshman at Seacliff High School, Seacliff was filled with all the usual stuff, arrogant teachers, nerdy kids, jocks, and cheerleaders, then at the center of it was me, as I snapped out of my daze, I stopped dousing "a word which means to put out with water)"Kaleleb Edwardson to the Principal's office", I annoyingly thought "Now?", and as if by magic, a male voice...

I never thought I’d find myself in this position. A detective, trained to seek the truth, sitting here writing this… confessing to something I thought I’d never be capable of. It feels surreal, like I’m outside myself, watching a movie I didn’t want to star in.

When I first joined the force, I was filled with idealism. I wanted to make a difference. It was about justice then—a noble calling. But ...

Chapter One

The city was quiet in that way only the dead of night could offer. Hope crouched on the rooftop, her breath steady, eyes locked on the target moving below. One shot, clean and precise—that was all it would take. She never missed. The weight of the silenced pistol in his hand was familiar, almost comforting, like an old friend who knew his darkest secrets. She had ten seconds before th...

"If they would just let me back in the house then we wouldn't have this problem" was my first words to my 4months old daughter when my family disowned me because i left my husband and that was the i was at my lowest i said to crowd , my Audience in the tedtalk i was telling the my life journey .. I suhasni sharma left my husband because he cheated on me and left his house with my 4 months old daug...