Everything was ready; the time, the place, the guestlist, the gifts, the decorations. (Including a net that spanned almost the entire ceiling of the barn holding dozens upon dozens of multicolored balloons and confetti. The the simple pull of a rope would release the multitude of balloons down on the party goers.) Everything now we just had to get the birthday girl here.

Celeste had mentioned tha...

"It's my birthday!" Cindy yelped as she rose out of her bed.

"Go back to bed beautiful it's literally midnight." Her husband said gently as he rubbed her back.

"Okay." Cindy said as she laid back down with her husband.

"I'm sad I have to go to work today baby." Cindy said pouting.

"I know my love, but you're amazing at what you do, just remember that." Her husband said lovingly.

"Thanks for ...

“Look how lovely the room looks!”

Mrs. Flowers humphed. “I just want cake and go back to my Lord of the Rings reading.”

Sandy, the perky senior aide, giggled. “Well we all need some social time! Can’t stay in your hobbit house forever!”

Mrs. Flowers was wheeled into the activity room and the other residents clapped. She was the oldest resident. A tiresome job.

How she wished she could just s...

Breath in, breath out. He didn’t mean that. The staccato blasts drowned out the mantra in my head.

Shifting my weight, I take a calculated risk and only glimpse my attacker fleeing behind the pillar.

Darts, another...

The cake. The cake is the most important part of a birthday. As it is a very important thing in most celebrations, for birthdays, it’s almost a requirement. Something that’s so common that you feel obligated to do it.

The cake. You can’t forget it. It’s so important.

I sit at the table, hands crossed, feet swinging, waiting patiently.. impatiently. There was a smile on my face, but it disappear...

The sunshine peering through my window wakes me up. I sit up, rub the sleep out of my eyes, and prepare for the best day of my life.

Todays my birthday and i’m so excited for the party my mom promised me. I jump

out of bed and run to my bathroom to make myself look a little more presentable.

I take a quit shower, brush my hair, do very little makeup, and then put on a matching Christmas pajama...

“Hey, what time is it again?” Andrew asks aloud.

“11:57. Why do you keep asking?” Cyncere follows up placing their phone back into their pocket. They arch their head over the back of the couch so they could look in Andrew’s general direction. The TV being the only light source in the room does a poor job of illuminating him but Cyncere can vaguely make out his brown hair glistening even in the da...

Jessie’s party was to be big. Huge even. The talk of the town. Anybody who’s anybody was invited, and expected to arrive prompt and with extravagant gifts. The main event, besides Jessie herself, was to be a ten layered cake, each layer a different color and flavor. It would be the talk of the night. As guests begin to stream in, Jessie herself was nowhere to be seen.

In the kitchen, behind the b...

It’s Mildred’s birthday. She is so happy.

Her birthday party takes place on top of the Empire State Building because the theme for her birthday party is New York.

Mildred trips and falls off the balcony.

Her birthday is about to go wrong because her body will soon splatter against the pavement below.

Superman swoops in and saves her at the last second. Thanks Superman! I really want his autogr...

Z never liked celebrating birthdays. They were useless waste of time. The soldiers shouldn’t be celebrating someone’s inevitable journey towards death, they should be focusing on the Alters coming and potentially killing them all. Her father was always an optimistic man, always too caring and too considerate and every individual in the colony. It will be his downfall one day and although she loves...