In my world, beings of paranormal, physical, and spiritual manifestations come into existence. These beings are known as gods, demons, and guardians. Their natures and roles take shape from the people and the environment that nourished these beings at their beginning while fueling their roles. Th...
We all know the story of how the man was lured to his death by the woman, Thanatos. But what's the story like from her perspective? An innocent new neighbor named Elira tells her story of how she achieved her goal of bringing her victim to his suicide. TW: mention of suicide A short story ...
My entry for an old contest (YGWC 2020). A story about two women who have to hide their love in 1940s Russia.
To whom it may concern, In the hushed corridors of our existence, where laughter once echoed, now resides a specter of memories. Amei, my sister, once a beacon of warmth, now stands as an enigma veiled in silence. The melody of her laughter has faded, replaced by an unfathomable ailment tha...
The story about an 14-year old boy, Leo Reyes Gimmina, son of Rick Reyes and Mari Gimmina. Mostly, he was being alone, after about his parents are separately forever, mostly he was now a shut-in. When he needed for his own hope, for that he was entered the kids pizzeria named "Drawn Fun, Party Wo...
"This world is indeed so cruel," Those words echoed in my mind as I stood on the rooftop of the hospital. The sky was darkening, the sun disappearing from view, replaced by the moon as a lantern. Stars appeared in abundance, as if welcoming someone long-awaited. There, I stood silently, gaz...
On Sunday September 9th at 2:00AM JST, a lonely boy leaped 150 feet and smashed into the ground. This is not his story.
It's dark, and it's hard to see. Has it always been like that here? I feel like it used to be nicer. No one says anything about it, so it must be normal. Putting my glasses on every morning feels like a waste of time.