Humor
Special Delivery: A Mystery Package Appeared
The morning started as usual. Karissa woke up with a long stretch and yawn, rolling her shoulders and rousing from slumber’s grip. Sunlight crept into her bedroom from behind her curtains, birds chirping outside and greeting the new day. Karissa appreciated this peaceful stretch in the morning. No matter what chaos appeared later in the day, this calm time was hers, and she wouldn’t trade it for anything. Heading to the bathroom to wash her face, she patted her white cat, Mitsuki, on the head in greeting. Mitsuki cracked a blue eye open with a slight “mew” before flicking her black-tipped ears, snuggling back to sleep. Mitsuki appreciated quiet, serene mornings, too; it was part of the reason the two meshed so well.
By Jessica C.5 years ago in Fiction
Infectious Smile
The green light was on. The people crossed the street, brushing shoulders and taking glances. On one side of the street, a traffic enforcer looked at the traffic light digital timer as it ran from sixty. And then he looked at the pedestrians. The digital timer flicked zero. The red light was on. The motorists suddenly beeped in deafening succession. The traffic enforcer’s eyes fell out. He gritted his newly brushed teeth. He raised up a whistle to his shaking lips and blew the air that came from his throat.
By M.G. Maderazo5 years ago in Fiction
What's in the Box
One would think I’d learned my lesson, but no, I still every now and then get the bug to clean out my closets. The problem, or perhaps the fun part, is I never know what I’m going to find. Totally felt like Forrest Gump there. Anyway, during the cleaning of the hall closet I find a package.
By Michelle McBride5 years ago in Fiction
Your name is a silent space between stars
A lot of people say I tend to lie. I know I exaggerate a bit. That’s how I see it. I want you to believe me, because I’ve been through more than I want to talk about here. The last time I stood before a judge, she told me “Honesty is the path to stability and peace.” I keep thinking about that.
By Heath Hardin5 years ago in Fiction
My Secret Garden
Great Day in the Morning Like a silky parachute caught in the morning breeze; waving it’s rainbow flag of colors that radiated from it’s center like spider’s legs, the spider’s web seemed to float in midair. It hung between the branches of the Verbena. Jaye starred at the kaleidoscope of color. She appreciated this garden that supplied her with peace, beauty, sunshine and fresh air. She sat each morning on her lounge chair in the gazebo, taking in the wonders of nature that surrounded her here. “Hey, beautiful,” called a voice. Stirred from her reverie she looked up to see Jean; coffee cup in hand, walking up the path to the gazebo. Her long tanned legs, peeking out from beneath her pink terry cloth robe as she walked. “Hey beautiful yourself,” replied Jaye. Jean bent over and kissed her on her lips. Jaye took the opportunity to peek down the front of Jean’s robe at her milky white breasts. “Hey,” said Jean when she realized what Jaye was doing. “You lesbian,” she added. “Fraid so,” said Jaye with a smile. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way,” responded Jean bending again to give Jaye yet another kiss and peek down her robe.
By Jacqueline Gabrielle5 years ago in Fiction
The Package
He made overly certain that the contents of the package remained snuggled safely, pressed between the cotton candy packing peanuts. When he was satisfied that no damage could possibly befall the contents, he closed the brown package and sealed it tightly with bronzed packing tape. As a gesture, he shook the box once, twice, listening, ear pressed against cardboard, for any sign, however miniscule, that the contents were not firmly secured. Should any mishap befall the package, and should the contents within find peril, then his future was no more certain than the weather. Or so he was told.
By Evan Schwab5 years ago in Fiction
The Prom
It was a depressing day over at Summerville High school when the intercom had announced that the prom was being cancelled. Many students were devastated by the news but the school year continued on as it would. Months have passed since the announcement, and most students had seemed to forgotten there ever was going to be a prom until one Monday afternoon. As classes were ending, the intercom had announced that thanks to a budget surplus in the school's funding the Summerville prom was back on! Students began to cheer but we're quickly silenced, after hearing that the prom was scheduled for that very Friday! What started as a call for celebration turned into a roar of panic. Students scattered out of their classrooms into the halls hunting for their potential date! Tommy Hernandez, an average teen boy attending Summerville High, was among those searching for their date. He knew exactly who he was after, a gorgeous young lady named Susan Vang. She was easily one of the prettiest girls in Summerville, and unfortunately for Tommy, he wasn't the only one who felt this way. By the time Tommy had found her, Susan had what seemed like miles of boys throwing themselves at her. Tommy was never someone to be easily discouraged, and being the gentleman he was he waited for his chance to ask her out. So he waited in that line... and he waited in line... And waited... And waited some more... Until finally, it seemed Susan had enough of all the empty proposals and began to walk past the line, only to meet eyes with Tommy who was waiting at the end. Feeling a spark between each other, she asked him why he was waiting there. He answered back explaining that he's been waiting in line this whole time to ask her to the prom. She smiled and noted that she could've said yes to the droves of boys before him, and that it would've been smarter to ask someone else rather than wait for her. He replied that there was no one else he'd rather go with. Seeing charm in his patience and dedication, Susan accepts Tommy's proposal to the prom. The following days would continue to test Tommy's patience as he had to wait in line for nearly everything leading up to the prom. He waited in line at the bouquet store. He waited in line at the tailor shop. He waited in line at the rental dealership. Tommy began to feel like he should start showing up earlier for these things, but that didn't change that he waited patiently in every line. The day was now Friday and everything was going perfect! All of Tommy's patience was paying off. Tommy and Susan wore stunning outfits with a beautiful bouquet and corsages to compliment. They arrived in a limousine, accompanied by a few friends and their dates. Their prom experience to this point was nothing short of amazing and the build up to entering the venue was intense! But as they passed through the doors, Tommy and Susan were met with what seemed like a very rushed, underwhelming attempt for a birthday party. So Tommy and Susan sat down, taking in their prom experience. Susan breaks the silence between them praising all the effort Tommy put into their date, acknowledging all the waiting he's done this week for her. Tommy smiles, thanks her and mentions he'd do it again in a heartbeat. Susan then tells him she would rather go out just the two of them than stay at this prom; describing it as a bad joke. Tommy looks around, then back at her and replies "Well at least there's no punch line!"
By Evan Trevino5 years ago in Fiction
If Your Cat Could Talk
Have you ever wished that you could really tell what your cat or dog was saying to you? You may be an expert at reading their mews, miaows, growls, barks and gestures, but what if they could actually use words? Wouldn’t that be so much better?
By John Welford5 years ago in Fiction
Destiny Decided by a Dingy Diviner, Dice, and Dad
I am not a very decisive person. Give me an ultimatum between two choices and I will pick option three that you didn’t realise was there - to not decide anything. It could be a blessing in disguise, but I’m pretty sure it is a curse.
By Eloise Robertson 5 years ago in Fiction
