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I Have a Story

- I have a story that's taken a lifetime until now to tell. It's a very difficult story, and I've done my best to hide it as long as before I can even remember.   I can't remember when I was very lit...

By: starchild | Category: Memoirs | Added: 03 Oct 2017

Yo Stupid

- I just want to write about how uninformed people are.   I'm going to use a bunch of swear words to get my point across.   Yo, motherfucker. Stupid fuck, you there.   This is what it's like to b...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 23 Sep 2017

John's Story

- John held perfectly still as he leaned against the tree. The deer moved cautiously out of the trees onto the meadow. First, a doe with her fawn stepped out. Looking all around, walking sort of jerk, ...

By: Vern_Fawcett | Category: Horror | Score: 5| Added: 16 Sep 2017

Drowning

- Every time I swallow my drink too fast, usually water, I am reminded of my near drowning. I hate thinking about it, for I don't wish to remember that time period or anything else associated with that...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 14 Sep 2017

Primordial Scream

- Tick tock, tick tock goes the clock. A child who has no voice from screaming internally, Not knowing what is happening, but her soul knows it's not right. Hoarse and silent she grew over the years...

By: starchild | Category: Poetry | Added: 22 Jul 2017

Concrete Angel

- Once I was a sweet girl, as precious as a rose. Someone squeezed my soul. Born an innocent angel, My squirrel face became most beautiful.   Mother hurt me for so long, Would punish me harder fo...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 29 Jun 2017

Unfettered Beauty

- She came on the winds, as a perfectly shaped dream. Her stunning black skirt, and blouse coloured cream.   Although with a friend, she had there in tow. A cinema companion and so, soon to go....

By: AlphaMagus | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 26 May 2017

Teddy Bear

- I hold him tightly at night, The moon shines brightly. Tears touch my pillow, I have a secret, but it's killing me.   Only Teddy knows and sees, The bruises under my tee. He's missing an eye, ...

By: starchild | Category: Poetry | Added: 08 May 2017

Freedom Flight

- Through the meadow she softly tread; Her bruised and broken body bled; Careful to weave to and fro, no droplets left behind to show;  The path she took for her escape, on the night of her brut...

By: WildIrishRose | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 03 May 2017

He is human

- "Don't you hear his beating heart?" "No." "You are lying. His dying and we can still save him." "It is better off that he does." "He is human! Just like you and me." "But he is a waste of space,...

By: Entangled_Fate | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 19 Apr 2017

Invisible Ink

- I have invisible ink tattooed on me. I will no longer keep silent; I now share my secret. I'm a survivor and those who know Without me, saying can tell perfectly.   I don't look for pity, only s...

By: starchild | Category: Poetry | Added: 24 Mar 2017

One Girl Army

- I'm a one girl army, marching around. I'm trolling for memories, That girl's nothing but a ghost anymore. I can feel the truth coming- I have to kill everyone that I know. So time will march my memo...

By: starchild | Category: Poetry | Added: 27 Feb 2017

On The Hunt

- Looking looking, searching searching High and low for little me, Searching to where I lost myself I'm no longer scared to find little me, Please God, help me hunt my memories. I promise to be your ...

By: starchild | Category: Poetry | Added: 18 Feb 2017

High School

- I know that I was hurt in high school but can't remember. I think it had to do with sports or band and it was someone I knew. I can't recall that which haunts me daily. Sometimes when I am high I ca...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 10 Jan 2017

Why Does Abuse Continue?

- Have you ever noticed that abusive families stay that way generation after generation? Why? Logically this should not be. After all in an abusive relationship there are two roles, Abuser, and Victim. ...

By: Vern_Fawcett | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 20 Dec 2016

Dear Abuser

- Maybe you thought it would be entertaining for us kids to write lists about what we did wrong every day. Because at five years old, I should have known better. Sorry for being human. What five year o...

By: starchild | Category: Memoirs | Added: 16 Dec 2016

Thunder

- Until now I was sleeping, never to awaken. I came awake and I'm on the trail to remembering my childhood hard.  I can't step on any brakes, there aren't any. My mind races at the speed of light and my...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 10 Dec 2016

What I See

- I have known from personal experience and seeing in the news that those who hurt children can't be away from them. Meaning, they become educators and teachers/team coaches. Some are very good and only...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 25 Nov 2016

I, Murderer

- I killed that little girl, The one who wouldn't be quiet. I shut her mouth forever, With permanent duct tape. She used to cry and told me what she saw so I beat her into silence, and dug a hole for h...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 24 Oct 2016

Maybe

- If she hadn't been born, nor him,  I would be nothingness, a speck of a speck. The blind cannot see nor can they feel what I felt. Ignorant speculation on how I should feel, how my soul must behave....

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 23 Oct 2016

Defeated

- I was your wish and every dream come true.  I was your whispered prayers sent up nightly.  You found me and formed me to your will.  My soul was crushed by you. It was too late to find safety for I l...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 20 Oct 2016

Bullied

- In the black ball of the sky the weary moon tries to outdo the stars, but it is too much for the ancient fool! The haystacks, like sliced hot dogs sauced in black, blen...

By: blackvamp1 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 02 Oct 2016

Vulture

- she died this morning, her bony little hands clutching her pigeon chest, a look almost of relief on her tiny face. sitting upright on the hard chair he feels a cold black thrill, lik...

By: blackvamp1 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 27 Sep 2016

Winter

- I was four years old,  Known as the most beautiful girl in the world. I looked through slanted eyes, always wore red or pink.  There was the time or two or three I knocked and pleaded at our door, ...

By: starchild | Category: Musings | Added: 27 Sep 2016

Crows

- once I watched just after dusk a huge flock of birds fly massively from an old mildewed pier. deserted it was; the pier I mean. it had sat there in its stinking mould for many years, friendless and...

By: blackvamp1 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 23 Sep 2016

I Remember My Dress

- I remember my dress close-fitting and black imprisoning my body like shrink wrap I remember my hair long and dark brown with a narrow band of velvet tight over my frown I remember that day we made...

By: blackvamp1 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 21 Sep 2016

Sunshine

- "Sunshine ." The world seemed like a black abyss and all I could do was act like a child when I was really a shell of what a child was supposed to be. " Sunshine ." Every other night, waki...

By: Entangled_Fate | Category: Memoirs | Score: 5| Added: 10 Aug 2016

The sins of the father

- I often am questioned, on decisions I've taken. Why my help for some women, leaves me often forsaken. "I have a need to save every woman that's broken" is often the words, that are bandied and spoken....

By: AlphaMagus | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 02 May 2016

Sorry Mommy

- Mommy, I am so very sorry Please don't be mad when he wakes next to me I know you see the way he looks at me I know it makes you so very angry I know I deserve it when you punish me  You told me ...

By: BBaker | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 26 Mar 2016

Wish for Love

- It was a mistake she tries to say She tries to hide her face away Shrinking and cowering so afraid Crying and pleading, attempts to dissuade But a boot does not hear as it swiftly kicks Justice i...

By: BBaker | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 24 Mar 2016

Falling

- I’m falling down I know I’m gonna drown I’m fighting hard But the truth is I am scarred I have tried to run But this can not be won I know I will fail But I will not bail  I will fight till the en...

By: BBaker | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 21 Mar 2016

Bystander

- So many words are within me Yet the silence is strangling I hold my tongue, keeping my peace Watching lies spread like a disease

By: BBaker | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 19 Mar 2016

Mushy Children

- Fire sparks a candle bright Small it shines against the night Cheerfully dancing in sweet innocence Leaving it completely exposed and defenseless Soon wind and rain pressure it to fade Causi...

By: BBaker | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 18 Mar 2016

The Mind Wanders

- As I sit and, think I try not to blink Tears well up inside Never to be cried Waiting, wondering Memories skipping Sticking, spinning round A film without sound I turn, spin, twist, twirl, I ...

By: BBaker | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 14 Mar 2016

Justice

- Freedom? Unguarded dumb Fair? Intent stare Trust? Sinful lust Innocent? Clothes rent Prayer? Only failure Justice? Closed fist Truth? Broken tooth Equality? Harsh realit...

By: BBaker | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 13 Mar 2016

Memories

- His old truck, orange and black lays like a dead carcass,  In the way back of our old land. It was an eyesore back then, He's been long gone, his body now dust six feet below and beyond. I can see t...

By: starchild | Category: Poetry | Added: 28 Jan 2016

Your Doll

- I was not "your doll".  I wasn't a toy that sat on a shelf.  Yet you played with me And dressed me accordingly. All I have for both of you Is immeasurable contempt.  You used me and denied me my chi...

By: starchild | Category: Poetry | Added: 30 Nov 2015

Nothing

- This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. The steam curls in the downlit beam like the fingers of cigarette smoke crawling their way into virgin ...

By: Daisy | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 04 Sep 2015

Couteau de l'amour

- Stab me with your words again Give me what I deserve Make me hate me make me hate Fillet my every nerve Tell me truths that we both know The demon that I am Slay the lying laughing ghoul Within in me ...

By: TaliaRussell | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 12 May 2015

Again

- I needed you;  Where were you? You promised me, you know - I needed you; Where were you? And then you didn’t show - I needed you; Where were you? It happened once again - I needed you; Where were y...

By: TaliaRussell | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 26 Apr 2015

Happiness

- I loved you the most I would've done anything to make you happy But you treated me like a ghost I tried so hard to make you happy All I got back was remorse The more I tried  The more I seemed ...

By: Draculasnotdead | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 25 Apr 2015

Sir

- Why do you haunt my memories the moment something goes wrong I can not take a breath I can not seem to see I am sealed in my faith in the ashes of the sea say it you yell do it or I beat...

By: maryruth | Category: Poetry | Score: 4| Added: 07 Jan 2015

clicketyclick clicketyclack

- clicketyclick clicketyclack iron wheels on an iron track rolling through the darkest night rolling her away from fright far away from the abuse the violence the words he'd use from broken vases broken...

By: paulus | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 29 Nov 2014

Child Abuse: a musing

- This whole entire week has had me ranting about one thing or another, but the issue with the largest presence in my mind is Child Abuse... or abuse of any sort, really. How can a person look at a ch...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Musings | Score: 4.7| Added: 02 Aug 2014

Little Angel

- little angel with the blonde curls and blue pools little angel an innocence unscathed little angel... Ignorance is Bliss. little angel so kind little angel so polite little angel  abuse...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 29 Jul 2014

What now?

- It's a beautiful day outside blue skies not a cloud  But in here it's stormy  Grey clouds building thick  with no signs of clearing. You have really done it this time  alienated everyone that hel...

By: aussie_kitty77 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.6| Added: 06 Jul 2014

Little lost girl found

- Little lost girl found. The Christmas tree fell for the second time today. What is left of the ornaments are now strewn across the floor of the living room. Most people may find this sad and upsett...

By: thibodeaux1 | Category: General | Score: 5| Added: 29 Jun 2014

Unclean

- Can you please point out to me Which way the wind is blowing? The weathervane atop the trailer Seems to be broken Not quite certain wether I am coming or going Knowing I just can't seem to sit still W...

By: Magnetron | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 26 May 2014

Fallen Angel

- Angel with robes of white And ever so pure at heart Your beauty is given Completely free of charge Yes, angels are majestic Completely worthy of awe The angel with the most Beauty is the angel God Ho...

By: LostAngelhalo | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 18 May 2014

Her Story

- It was late 2008 and after an argument with her partner over typical relationship issues, in this case finances. She was taken up to the local emergency department by an ambulance, as she had two cuts...

By: aussie_kitty77 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.9| Added: 14 May 2014

Found (Chapter Two.)

- "No turning back," I whisper as the front of the bus comes into view. I wrap my arms around my waist cautiously as I approach, a frown forming on my lips as I see red and blue lights glisten on the...

By: EternalPain | Category: Romance | Score: 4| Added: 06 May 2014

Why?

- Tears running down my face As I place ice on my lip Trying to reduce how much it will swell  As the corner of my right eye starts to bruise, Trying to work out what I did? And also why y...

By: aussie_kitty77 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 16 Mar 2014

It Gets Better

- They were quite poor. Mommy had been abandoned by Daddy. Her family did not care to help her, expecting her to make her own way. She did what she had to do. She worked. The children dealt with it. Lat...

By: LarryFNigh | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.8| Added: 24 Feb 2014

Dog

- Every night I walk into my house He attacks me with his fearless paws And those fierce teeth He scratches my flesh and he barks vulgar words I see wickedness in his eyes When he has d...

By: christena | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 09 Feb 2014

Kiara: Heaven Instead

- "Then she closed her eyes, found relief in a knife, the blood flows as she cries..." The Way She Feels by Between the Trees. silver blade porcelain skin life fades oh what a state I'm in...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 23 Jan 2014

animal abusers

- I had sensed the presence of someone near I looked around and there was no one there Then the feeling got stronger by the minute As I frantically looked around- then looked to the ground. ...

By: poetlou | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 15 Jan 2014

At a crossroads

- Scarlett had gotten off early from the diner she worked at as a waitress. She was glad to get off work early to surprise her husband. Things had not been good between them for a while now. Rick had lo...

By: Molly | Category: Supernatural | Score: 5| Added: 06 Nov 2013

Death has Found Me

- She slowly walks into the dark forest wiping the tears from her eyes. The tree tops filter the moonlight casting an eerie glow through the branches. The brambles from the vines at the base of the tree...

By: PurplePanda101 | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.9| Added: 23 Oct 2013

The Carrot Boy: Chapter 1

- My name is Amanda Fitzgerald. I lived with my foster parents George and Stacy Smith. What happened to my parents you ask? My mom died giving birth to me and when I was 5 my dad died in a car accident....

By: PurplePanda101 | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.7| Added: 18 Oct 2013

Whipping Boy

- When I was growing up, Laws were just too lenient,  My mom would beat my sisters,  And me, we were convenient,  She'd say "your a loser just like your father,  I'd cry for help,  But no one ...

By: Poetic_Justice | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 04 Oct 2013

Carrot Boy: Prologue

- ***Hey guys this is my first story so please be honest with me. Tell me if it sucks (I think it does) or if it's good. But don't act all writer god on me. Also I would like to thank Cal (frogprince) ...

By: PurplePanda101 | Category: Young Adult | Score: 5| Added: 26 Sep 2013

Philena- The Box

- ------------------------------------- This work contains language and subject matter which some readers may find disturbing or offensive. In consideration, Stories Space has hidden the preview of th...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.6| Added: 10 Jul 2013

A Dish Best Served Cold

- Clarissa was an abused housewife. Anyone who saw her could tell that. Not that anyone ever saw her anymore these days. No, her husband, Shelton wouldn’t allow that. He barely ever let her step foot ou...

By: genievamp | Category: Thriller | Score: 3.4| Added: 10 Jun 2013

Nymia- Female Crap

- They lay there, comfortable together- he was in a good mood, chatting about football and his truck. Missy (Nymia) nods in all the right places and smiles at him, and kisses him when he leans in for o...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.3| Added: 22 May 2013

Not A Stranger

- This work within its first few lines contains language or other material which some readers may find offensive. In consideration, Stories Space has hidden the preview of this selection. By choosing t...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.8| Added: 10 May 2013

Horror-Film Reality

- Some nights, are calm. No shouting, No screaming, No pain. Most nights, though, are just like tonight. Painful. Loud. Twisted memories, Horror-film dreams. Mother at work, Father drunk, ...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.6| Added: 09 May 2013

Run: Prologue: Mistyria- The Decision

- She lays in bed looking up at the ceiling. Her mind whirls with words said by her " amazing " boyfriend who she's so " perfect " with and the normal events of the day. He was so abusive, verbally ...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.7| Added: 29 Apr 2013

White-Trash Abortion

- I rode my white mare past where Mary lived. The trailer-house looked like it had been dropped accidentally in front of a gray barn. She came out to the white dirt road to talk to me. Her two little br...

By: fallingdove | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 26 Apr 2013

Philena- .:Prison:.

- Maybe you don't know what you're doing to me, maybe you don't realize because of all the alcohol  and drugs  and the sensations  you get from doing something so wrong- so twisted. Maybe Mom wouldn...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 21 Mar 2013

Mistyria - Let Go

- **This is a work of fiction from the point of view of one of my poor, poor characters. I didn't know where to put it, so it is in flash fiction.**  "Don't look back... You'll never know ...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 26 Feb 2013

Philena - Just Numbers

- too many the number of times she ignores it every day 800 the approx number of calories consumed per day 200 not quite the exact number of scars within the past few years ...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 23 Feb 2013

Philena- .:I'm Sorry:.

- About 2 months after getting away... I didn't mean to do it, I swear. I swear I didn't. The car came out of nowhere and... and I... I couldn't move fast enough... and... please don't hurt me. ...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 16 Feb 2013

Silence

- Silence A blessing or a curse? Has daddy finally gone to bed With his reeking breath and angry eyes Or is he out there waiting Wanting me to move Another excuse to hit me A beating...

By: Writemeariver | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.2| Added: 23 Jan 2013

The Boss

- The Boss Worn-out shoes, rejection-blues – she’d felt her share of pain, her time in grade and dues she’d paid – it seemed were all in vain. And then she learned her luck had turned – an ...

By: tradford | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.4| Added: 11 Dec 2012

broken home

- Broken home she came from a broken home where the parents at each other would throw stones. every day they would argue, bicker and fight, all the way till the night. not realizing their C...

By: poetlou | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 03 Dec 2012

don't be put down

- Some say I’m over weight- while some say I’m fat. I say I’m big boned - my doctor told me that. What does weight matter? - does it mean I can’t love? I was made this way - by GOD up above. My b...

By: poetlou | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 01 Dec 2012

The Halloween Trolling Blues

- I hit the sack with some old witch I figured had to be quite rich. But she flew out when I ran out of candy. Then I was tricked by this young brat who dumped me for a big black cat. She told me that ...

By: rantingsenior | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 02 Nov 2012

Warped Journey

- So you want to know what lurks inside my head I extend to you my hand I warn it is not pretty Come journey with me to the depths within my head This place of loss I dwell welcome to where I dream ...

By: ToeTagJaneDoe | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 09 Oct 2012

Perfection

- When I feel you moving closer My breath just seems to catch Your eyes refuse to leave mine Trapping me in their depths I don’t know how to act What is right and what is wrong You always see...

By: mhend90 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 03 May 2012

My Home Is My Hell

- How did I get into this mess We used to be so happy together Now it's my own blood on my little black dress I will feel my face sting from his slap forever I am too scared to say how I truly feel and ...

By: PrinzLucky | Category: Poetry | Score: 4| Added: 29 Feb 2012

Beaten But Not Broken

- Sitting on the edge of her bed Theresa began to think what was wrong with her? What was going to be her next step? Would she ever be able to get the strength? She knew what had to be done or would she...

By: texasgal70 | Category: Drama | Score: 3.5| Added: 27 Feb 2012

“How Many Tears Will It Take”

- I thought our love would be infinite past the end of time. I loved you with my whole being and that wasn’t enough. We tried and said; maybe we could do more next time. However, fate deal...

By: kandikiss51 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 07 Feb 2012

For Andres

- Angel you flew away, to where there is no pain. Just short of two years life, Your mistreatment so profane. Your face was lovely, with precious tears. Hands small and soft, you erased my own fears...

By: Isadora | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 07 Jan 2012

Vigilante - Part 1: Primoris Cruor(First Blood)

- He looked at himself in the mirror. This was who he was, or more what he was; a 29 year old engineer working at one of the largest companies in the country. You could call him successful, and career ...

By: elitfromnorth | Category: Crime | Score: 2.7| Added: 18 Sep 2011

Where do you think you're going?

- 09/09/2011 That argument was big. Biggest argument they had ever had. It changed everything about them. Changed everything between them. She was sick of him trying to control her, like he knew wh...

By: Narn | Category: Drama | Score: 4.8| Added: 09 Sep 2011

May....Scenes 2 and 3

- Scene 2 The Next Day May is seen sitting on a stool at her bench, reading her book, a smile upon her face. She now hears approaching footsteps and hides the book down the front of her dress. She...

By: Piquet | Category: Drama | Score: 5| Added: 22 Dec 2010

May....Scene 1

- A One Act Play in Five Scenes. Persons of the Play  May  Matron Koch  Sister Agatha  Dr Merriwether  Mr. Green  Miss White  Mrs. Brown  Christian Time : Late summer 1973 Place: Outback Sou...

By: Piquet | Category: Drama | Score: 5| Added: 21 Dec 2010

Sleepless

- Cold stark black and white and absent of any gray The edges are no longer blurred and I am as cold as death What I wouldn’t do to feel warm again, to feel safe? My dreams are full of images, too fast...

By: sprite | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 29 Oct 2010

Childhood Lost

- What is the price of a childhood lost? And who is the one to pay the cost? For the child who's often left alone, And forced to grow up on their own, Left at home without a reason why, While mommy goes...

By: DirtyMartini | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 27 Oct 2010

Attracted to Danger?

- I first saw you In the cafeteria On a Monday afternoon. You, a jock And me, A wallflower. Our eyes met For one second.. I looked away As the head Cheerleader snuggles Up to you. From a distance, I sa...

By: ladysharon | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 21 Oct 2010