fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
The Secret Behind Mr.Lancaster
It was the first day of spring, on Saturday, I was lying in bed and I looked through my open window to see bright red and blue sirens flashing at the entrance of my neighborhood. I watched the ambulance and different patrol vehicles drive up to my neighbors’ dark, empty house.
By Kaitlyn Morgan5 years ago in Humans
Tale of Two Little Black Books
When I was in college back in the 1960s, my roommate and I got along just fine at the beginning of our freshman year. After Louise met other girls on campus, she began making fun of me. She criticized me because I was always studying and refused to go out with her and her friends.
By Margaret Minnicks5 years ago in Humans
The Unexpected
All she wanted was to move past the past. (Sigh) Here we go again, I just need one peaceful night’s sleep, she said to herself. Ever since the therapist gave me this assignment, I cannot rest. I keep thinking of the million ways to begin this journey but am I ready. “Thank”, “You”, “Thank”, “You”, she said aloud on her way to the bathroom. She looks in the mirror “Hmph! Rode hard and put away wet … or so the saying goes”. She takes her time being gentle with herself as she showered. In some ways it was as if she was trying to rinse it all away. Her entire past, up until this point, and start all over. She closed her eyes and held her mouth open, standing under the perfectly tempered water letting it roll over her head to toe; blowing out deep long breaths; releasing chaos, confusion, hurt, pain and fear. Thinking about the day to come. She would have to eventually face the assignment from her therapist, “I have an assignment for you this week, I need you to write a letter; from your younger self to you…” ‘Yeah that’s a piece of cake’, she laughed to herself.
By Lion Queen5 years ago in Humans
Within These Pages
The yellow cab screeched to a stop along the curb. Manny lumbered into the back seat and told the cabbies watchful eyes reflected in the rearview mirror, “Broadway and West 114th please”. The cabbie nodded imperceptibly and lurched the taxi back into late morning traffic. It must have known, Manny thought to himself, that’s the only way that a leak above the hotel nightstand could have incapacitated my phone...and the pen I hadn’t realized I left in my pocket could’ve stained my pants...and the elevator went out. Manny glanced at the tv screen mounted in the rear of the cabbie’s headrest which displayed a shockingly beautiful local news anchor talking about a severe thunderstorm rolling into the New York City area later today. None of that simple beauty you see on local news back in Cheyenne, he thought, gotta be Miss America to anchor morning news in the Big Apple. Manny found himself wondering what the woman’s true credentials were and if it had been easier for her to...focus! Manny snapped back to the moment as his gaze danced down to the clock on the screen, 10 am. Much later than he wanted to be handling this but there won’t be time afterwards.
By Shawn Gerard5 years ago in Humans
CHOOSE.
Chapter 1: All I can hear is his voice ringing in my ears; and all I can see is his figure fading to black. His words are a swirl of confusion in my head, but now they’re becoming more clear and distinct. There are two words that stand out among the rest, and the two objects in his hands are blurring my sight of everything else.
By Maeple Fourest5 years ago in Humans
The Inheritance
Texas, 1848 I was born in 1823 on a little ranch out west. When I was but a young man, I remember seeing an older gentleman at the saloon in town. He seemed out of place. I could not put my finger on what was so different about him. I had not seen him in town before. I was a native to the area; born and raised in the Texas heat. I had worked the land all my life with hands so caked in dirt and mud that I was nearly a piece of the land itself, so I recognized the strangers when they came into our little southern town.
By Megan Phipps5 years ago in Humans
LOCKDOWN
LOCKDOWN!! The year was 2020. It was a dark, frosty, solemn night and things were about to go downhill completely! Boris Johnson, the UK prime minister, had just announced the first-ever lockdown due to the deadly Coronavirus pandemic. Talia knew it was going to be the hardest thing that she had to do because she knew she would have to deal with her draining mental health alone. This wasn't exactly hard for her because she didn't have any GOOD friends. Well, except for one. He was all Talia ever needed; he understood her like nobody else, he could relate to her and he was just a vibe to generally be around, she loved him. His name was Tavion. She couldn't tell her parents, Lauren and Miguel how bad her mental health was because they would feel bad and try to help but the help she needed was very expensive and her parents were not in the best state money wise to pay for it on top of the bills and other expenses.A few days into the wretched lockdown and she had just been scolded by her parents for something she didn't even do(it was most likely her sister that started it), but once her parents started going, they didn’t stop whatever the circumstances were. So she let it happen and went to her airy, modern bedroom (that she shared with her sister)she knew she was going to breakdown and she did not want to have to bawl her eyes out in front of her little sister so she swiftly went to the bathroom and she sobbed and she had thoughts like: ‘why is it always me’ and ‘who gives them the right to treat me like this. ’ but as normal she cleaned herself up after a good hour and went about the day. When she explained to Tavion what happened later that afternoon on FaceTime he said “Come on, you're going on a socially distanced walk with me through the nature trail.'' She didn't need any more convincing she told him to come to her house and then they'd go from there.
By Paris Allen5 years ago in Humans
