Psychological

Silence of Shame. Content Warning.
The house sat quietly at the end of the street, illuminated by dim street lights and the fading red glow of sunset. Inside, seated at the family’s wooden dining table, 10-year-old Amelia closed her homework notebook and set down her pencil. She looked around at the silent and still kitchen, listening to the quiet buzz of the neighborhood outside the window.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty2 days ago in Fiction
rantallion
I saw it again today. Not much more than a shimmer in the air, really, a wrinkle in the space between here & there in our perfectly ordered lives.
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock2 days ago in Fiction
At Auction, Rules Must Be Followed. Content Warning.
"I want that one.” The big woman leers at the man on the auction block. She fans herself with her bidding paddle. Her hair is wet with sweat— she brushes a damp, blonde curl away from her face.
By Sam Spinelli2 days ago in Fiction
Something's Wrong With Mindy
From the outside looking in, the Martins led the ideal life. They lived in a beautiful pale-yellow house with a perfectly manicured lawn and a variety of stunning rose bushes out front, the envy of all who saw them. They were tall, blonde, blue-eyed, athletic, and physically perfect according to society’s current set of standards.
By Shannon Hilson2 days ago in Fiction
The Fourth Door
A young man moves into a quiet house with one unspoken rule: never answer the wrong door. But when something begins knocking each night, he learns that survival depends on understanding what no one will explain.
By Lori A. A.3 days ago in Fiction
The Day the Sky Almost Spoke
The sky changed color at exactly 3:17 PM. Not slowly. Not like a sunset easing its way into evening. It snapped—like a glitch.
By Zuhaib khan 3 days ago in Fiction
The Burden
Walking alone through the dark streets, with no destination and no reason—just moving. The day begins the same way it always does now: not with purpose, but with a quiet question—what should I drink today?
By Honey Batth3 days ago in Fiction
April Fool's Ode
Rules are meant to be followed. Rules are meant to be broken. This was the schizophrenic world in which Ode had found himself.
By Katherine D. Graham3 days ago in Fiction
If It Looks Like Shite.
"If it looks like shite, it probably is." I saw what I've seen so many times, like a bad trip. Someone taking a jug of something that looked off. Not right. But they took it all the same. Drank it down like it was mother's milk.
By Paul Stewart3 days ago in Fiction
The Walk
You can do this. You can totally do this. You made it this far. Her own steps, echoing on the encased pebbles that made up the sidewalk, were making her uneasy. Lisa clutched her hands around the stroller's handle. Her knuckles flashed white.
By Sasha Desideri3 days ago in Fiction
Trust, Undone
I trusted her with everything—passwords, plans, parts of myself I hid from everyone else. She learned it all, then used it when leaving paid better than loving. I didn’t chase. I sat, realizing betrayal doesn’t start with them—it starts the moment you hand someone knife.
By Aarsh Malik3 days ago in Fiction
She Blocked Him Everywhere… Except in His Dreams
Her profile disappeared from his screen. Their chats—years of late-night conversations, inside jokes, voice notes, and shared secrets—vanished as if they had never existed. Even the little heart emojis they exchanged seemed erased from memory. He stared at his phone that night, willing it to be a mistake. It wasn’t.
By Tawseef Aziz3 days ago in Fiction