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Happiness Vs. Success
James Elliot, a reporter for the National Globe, teased Charles Goodwin while interviewing him, “you are successful, wealthy, and smart, yet none of your four children have followed in your footsteps. Why not? It doesn’t bother you that you have no heirs to take over your life’s work when you die? Everything that you have created, where will it go?”
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
Aquabaharia
Steven has been in these government labs many times before. Intelligence agencies have summoned him many times for his intelligence and contact with extraterrestrial beings. This time he needs their help.
By Georgia Om3 years ago in Fiction
Follow the Foreigners
A drone had arrived at Bixby’s door to drop a package. Bixby looked out the window when he heard the whirring of the drone, saw a box thud and went outside.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Eternally Spin My Darling
...Think and judge it for the best Thou follow me, and I will be thy guide, And lead thee hence through the eternal place,
By Emily Marie Concannon3 years ago in Fiction
The McMurphey Hearing
Faking my death was going to be the easy part. To quote my favorite band, please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Trials
Sharni rested her chin on top of her arms folded on the cold stone of the kitchen bench. From this perspective, the thin line running around the entire box delineated the lid from the base.
By Lilly Cooper3 years ago in Fiction
Black Beauty (2020): An Analysis
SPOILER ALERT! A wise horse once told me… that the spirit of a heartwarming story is one that must never be broken. It must have the strength of the ocean, and live forever. For the most part this movie’s does, but not completely.
By Luke Milner3 years ago in Fiction
Public Enemy Number One?
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
By Emily Marie Concannon3 years ago in Fiction
The Robbery
My eyes shifted around the diner. Different assortments of people filled the booths and tables around us. A somewhat crowded group huddled around a long table in the middle. A big, yet plastic, trophy sat at the end of their table, with a little white cross sitting next to it, words of the eternal scripture carved below.
By M3 years ago in Fiction
Lo Squalo
I put out my cigarette and started walking toward the Boston aquarium. It was beginning to sprinkle as I rushed inside lightly. He was there waiting for me, one hand in his pocket, the other playing away at his cell phone. We were there as a gift from his mother, but he didn't seem amused. He'd much rather be doing something else.
By M3 years ago in Fiction
The Shark Tank Cleaner
I didn’t like my job, but it paid well. Every day, I had to clean the waste from the tanks, but the shark tanks were the worst. They made the most waste, and it smelled like rotten meat. At least I had Shelia to help me.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Teller
“In twelve days, you’ll find everything you’re looking for, Ms. Harmsworth. You’ll be able to pay everything back in no time at all,” I told her. The future I saw for her was bleak, unable to pay back the loan the bank was going to give her, so they would foreclose on her house and sell off her assets. It didn’t matter to me, the bank was paying me to ignore the negative visions and use my reputation as the world’s greatest psychic to convince people to take a loan.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction