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Imaginary Friend
Chastelin didn’t think she would fit into the small suburban neighborhood. It had given off a robotic hum of small town paradise. The kind of place where the smiles were just a little too wide, but never overly genuine. A place her wilder youth would have called a cult and yet here she was fitting right in.
By Amos Glade5 days ago in Fiction
He Saved a Genie… So Why Did It Try to Kill Him?
By(Haris Barki) Once upon a time a fisherman so old and so poor that he could scarcely manage to support his wife and three children. He went every day to fish very early, and each day he made a rule not to throw his nets more than four times. He started out one morning by moonlight and came to the sea-shore. He undressed and threw his nets, and as he was drawing them towards the bank he felt a great weight. He thought he had caught a large fish, and he felt very pleased. But a moment afterwards, seeing that instead of a fish he only had in his nets the carcase of an ass, he was much disappointed.
By Mariana Farias6 days ago in Fiction
Till Death Due Us Part
This toast is for my ex-wife Carole and Brian. I have no idea what I am doing at this wedding, but don't worry I have not checked the mail in two days. I feel very powerful at this moment, feeling that I have the power to ruin everything with the stroke of a pen or lack of a stroke. However, I would like to wish you both years of happiness, and mortgage payments, and babies and child support. I will be sure to sign on the dotted line, granting you, the freedom to remarry, of course you just did that.
By Gregory Payton6 days ago in Fiction
A Chain Is As Weak
I was very uneasy about the new guy. He was neurospicy. That, in itself, is certainly not a bad thing – I’m neuroseasoned myself, and my husband is definitely ensconced in the Scoville Unit area of neurospicy – but there are certain combos that scream Will Not Survive in a Post-Apocalyptal Environment.
By Meredith Harmon6 days ago in Fiction
The Goblin
Mr. Moore finished roll call and signaled to the bus driver to go. The bus started to move. Doug Barnes slipped on his head phones and turned on his Walkman. The year was 1998. He shut his eyes and got lost in the rock music playing in his ear phones. The bus hit a pothole and jostled everyone temporarily. Doug grumbled under his breath. If there was one thing Doug could not stand it was a long bus ride. This particular bus ride was going to last two hours.
By DJ Robbins6 days ago in Fiction
A Deadly Mistake in the Desert: The Merchant’s Fate
By(Haris Barki) SIRE, there was once upon a time a merchant who possessed great wealth, in land and merchandise, as well as in ready money. He was obliged from time to time to take journeys to arrange his affairs. One day, having to go a long way from home, he mounted his horse, taking with him a small wallet in which he had put a few biscuits and dates, because he had to pass through a desert where no food was to be got. He arrived without any mishap, and, having finished his business, set out on his reurn. On the fourth day of his journey, the heat of the sun being very great, he turned out of his road to rest under some trees. He found at the foot of a large walnut-tree a fountain of clear and running water. He dismounted, fastened his horse to a branch of the tree, and sat down by the fountain, after having taken from his wallet some of his dates and biscuits. Whilst eating the dates he threw the stones right and left. When he had finished this frugal meal he washed his face and hands in the fountain.
By Mariana Farias6 days ago in Fiction
The Two Black Dogs and the Brother Who Betrayed Death
The Merchant, His Brothers… and the Curse of the Black Dogs By(Haris Barki) “Great Prince of the Genii,” I began, bowing respectfully, “you must first understand who we are before you judge what has happened.”
By Mariana Farias6 days ago in Fiction
