Mystery
LOST LOVE FOUND----
Ava Marie woke up to another hot, humid morning. The sheets were wet from sweating all night. After the devastating, horrific war, there was very little in the way of comforts left for mankind. Ava Marie hated wars and all the men that created them. She always wondered just what the purpose of sending good men off to get shot at or to shoot at others, just what was that supposed to accomplish? When she learned that all one person had to do to end life on earth was to push a certain 'button', she thought how awful was that? All of our lives were hanging on the hopes that the magic 'button' would never be touched. However, in the year 2045, not one fool but two decided that they would push the 'button' to destroy a part of the world they didn't want to exist any longer. The only problem with that was another fool decided that he, too, wanted to rid certain countries off the face of the earth as well. No one ever thought they would push that button, but they did. What happened? They destroyed over half of the earth. The nuclear bombs not only destroyed all the water, earth, and over half the mountains where snow provided water, but it cremated humans where they were standing.
By Brenda Dean3 years ago in Fiction
The Blue Handkerchief
All of our water, gone. It all started five months ago, and today, we only have one last jug of saved water left. I woke to this the next morning, opening my dry eyes to my parents packing leather bags with our essentials. Their faces were flushed red, my mother with dry tear lines marked on them. Once I sat up, both of my parents looked at me and my mother came to my side.
By Olivia Hill3 years ago in Fiction
The Friday Night Fights
The 'law of the jungle' holds that “Might Makes Right”. Political, Corporate and Personal disputes are often resolved to the advantage of the more powerful combatants even when it's clear that such a resolution is wrong-headed and harmful.
By Virgil Killebrew3 years ago in Fiction
Blue Eden
The birds didn’t singing anymore, I realized as I sat on my perch. There wasn’t that many animals around anymore. You would consider yourself lucky if you saw a cat but there are some who were smart enough to hide. I had been in the woods for three hours, but I wouldn’t dare to let myself move an inch from my hiding place. The sun was beginning to set low into a faded purple sky. Pretty soon I would lose the light and that would mean I would lose the chance for dinner this evening. I can’t see in the dark. I could feel my hand starting to cramp from gripping the bow for so long, but I was worried of making any movement that would scare away dinner. I was determined to catch something tonight. My ears strained to listen any sort of noise that would indicate of approaching dinner but all I could hear was the leaves shifting in the breeze from the trees above me. God, I missed grocery stores. I missed everything of the life before. This is not what I do. This is not who I am. Everything about me and this situation was the opposite of what I did before.
By Nubia Chavez3 years ago in Fiction
A Labyrinthine Voyage
For the past 10 years, Celise and her husband Daryl have been living in the post-apocalyptic city of Bellingham, Washington. The weather today was fairly typical of late spring in this region. It was rainy, a bit cold and terribly windy, much to Celise's dismay.
By Lindsay A. Harvey3 years ago in Fiction
The Little Red Lies
In a time after we took too long to take the COVID-19 virus seriously, after a little under half the population was wiped and mutilated in the guise of surviving a zombie apocalypse. A time where we all sold our souls and realized how scary right J.F.K was when he spoke about the greatest threat to America and perhaps even the whole world.
By Seth Jimerson3 years ago in Fiction
A New Beginning
In a quiet suburb in Arizona, It was still dark as the Emergency-Alert System rang across each wifi device in the Anderson's home. Fourteen-year-old Ava and her parents quickly roused to gather downstairs. The vision through their front window was one they wouldn't soon forget! The street was lined with large armoured vehicles and military roadblocks at the end of the once quiet road they called home.
By D. Wisekal3 years ago in Fiction
HOWL - Hunter's Moon
UNDISCLOSED LOCATION, SYRIA - 2010 It was hot that day. Had been hot yesterday. And it was probably going to be hot tomorrow. That was the nature of things in the middle of the Syrian desert. Haylee didn’t mind, she’d long ago adjusted to the dry climate, the frequent dust storms, and lost hope they’d ever see rain, much less the target they’d been tracking for a little over a year, now. But her superiors would promise her otherwise (both rain and traction), and she knew better than to speak against their word. She was, after all, only a lowly Comm Tech...it simply wasn’t her place to say anything, be it about rain in the desert...or whether or not their target was even still alive.
By Renee King3 years ago in Fiction
Heart Cinder
The past night’s trauma was fresh in his mind. Despite keeping his eyes shut for a few blissful hours, Martin remained painfully awake looking for dangers, some real and some only in the furthest realms of his imagination. The other bunkmates were staring at him. The closest man to him asks, “Frederic Martin, you ok?”
By Timothy Schoenfeld 3 years ago in Fiction