Children's

New Heights

Jennifer Seth

Jamie sat staring out the window of her third-grade classroom. Her class had just finished lunch. Recess was next; the most anticipated time of day, every child’s favorite subject. Every child ... [+]

Short Fiction

His Journey Between

ZenGrrl

The sun was finally beginning to descend in the sky. The eastern horizon darkened to a deep saturated blue that promised a cloudless night. Though the moon was waning, still there was sufficient light ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Sculptor

Angelina

He knew how to leave prints behind him. Wherever he went by, he left a piece of art. Or at least, that was the way he called them...
Dozens of empty milk cartons, crashed cars, bed pans, old shoes ... [+]

Short Fiction
Short Fiction

What Am I Doing?

Rylan

I looked up from my copy of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe because I heard a series of taps on my window. I rose from my bed and walked across the room to the window, where I peeked out of my ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Dragon's Penance

Gabriel

As the doors to the old keep were strained opened a thick dust fell. Rays of light shone through the cracked stained glass windows and casted harsh shadows into the dank interior. Snow came in at ... [+]

Short Fiction

Average?

mavygigante

Everybody has something. It’s not a physical thing you’ve received like the shirt you bought last week or the groceries you had to get for yourself. You never know how or when you got it. You ... [+]

Short Fiction
Short Fiction
Short Fiction

Betsy Dowdy's Ride

Michael Worthington

The black banker pony would canter down the beach with Betsy hanging onto her mane while the mare's long black tail floated in the breeze behind them like a pirate flag. Truth be told, some folks on ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Grand Canyon

Helena

“When someone’s heart breaks so does a piece of our world; this creates fissures, valleys, and even cracks in the pavement. Tell me the story behind the Grand Canyon”
It is common ... [+]

Short Fiction

The Courage to Tell

EliB123

Joseph was always the life of the party since he was growing up and everyone loved him. Whenever you had a conversation with him he always listened and gave his genuine opinion, while never judging ... [+]

Short Fiction

First Right of Refusal

pas

Darla heard the knock on the front door all the way back in her bedroom with her door shut. This house wasn’t built for privacy.
That would be Mr. and Mrs. Harvey from across the street ... [+]

Short Fiction
Short Fiction

Rumination

Lily.Werg

Rumination: n. a deep or considered thought about something.
I must look so pathetic sitting on my bed, crying, thinking about how horrible my life is. It’s terribly ignorant of me to feel so ... [+]

Short Fiction

Steps to Recovery

Brie

The bed always feels colder without him. We were inseparable. I was his Bonnie. He was my Clyde. It was like that until the day he died. To make matters worse, I had a heart attack when I heard the ... [+]

Short Fiction

It's Me, Andie

Charlie's Girl

She stood looking at his face under the unforgiving lights in his hospital room. His hair was startlingly white against his browned skin. The stroke they said. His face was the same, maybe a little ... [+]

Short Fiction

Frost

Kwakk

It was always cold weather that put me in these determined moods. A mixture of dry air and sore muscles put my mind’s thoughts on the edge between barren and overflowing. Days like these- the ones ... [+]