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Remembering Pop's

- My story begins the day my father died. He was my friend,my mentor, but first and foremost my wonderful loving father. He tried to teach me all about the pains of the world. He would talk every day...

By: Queen23 | Category: General | Score: 5| Added: 23 Feb 2018

Without EVE

- The sin of humanity is shared Not Eve Not Adam Both sinned. I do not need an apology from either than to prevent the recurrence of that sin God made man with the sole intention to rule and govern...

By: christena | Category: Poetry | Score: 4| Added: 14 Jul 2016

Art of Bargaining

- “How much?” he asked the vendor pointing at the pile of tomatoes with an authoritative tone. “It’s 30 Rs a kilo, take it for 25 Rs” She says, as she arranges the pile of tomatoes, also luring the cu...

By: Fewniks | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 29 Mar 2016

A Fathers Battle

- Over the past 14 years my friend has fought firstly to see his two boys (who at the start were 5 and 2.) Now he fights to keep the youngest attending a well-regarded Private school that he solely pays...

By: aussie_kitty77 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.7| Added: 09 Feb 2016

The Nurses. Chapter 5

- Berlin. September 3rd, 1939         Katarina went to work at the Charité as normal. It was a beautiful morning. The sky was clear and the sun was beginning to climb in the sky. Germany had...

By: AnnaMayZing | Category: Drama | Score: 5| Added: 19 Nov 2015

Father's Day

- Come here boy, you’ll make us late Have you washed behind your ears? We’ll be the last to get there And Mum will be in tears. Grandad’s not too well you see, So this could be the last Fath...

By: The_Original_Shyboy | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.6| Added: 18 May 2015

The Garden

- “Your father loves you.” My mother spoke for him, but he didn’t look up from his work, nor smiled. I never could understand what he was doing after dinner when occupied at the kitchen table in the eve...

By: burtonbeerman | Category: General | Score: 4.2| Added: 13 May 2015

Half of My Roots

- Looking at a picture, you are captured in time. So long ago, it sends good chills up my spine. You toiled together to make the bare land go. Made a home, a place for your children to grow. I ne...

By: CKAcres | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 14 Apr 2015

Stephanie's wish

- The Christmas present ticked to an abrupt stop at the bottom of the stairs. It was the pink electric drum set she wanted so bad. "Why would you do that Stephanie?!" her mother wailed. "All I asked...

By: BestAbsolutePerfect | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 4.8| Added: 14 Dec 2014

Wooden Boy 1

- Story telling in both verse and prose What is in the Well? Chapter 1: Wooden Boy1 It's hard to say when it began  My thoughts of being a boy  My Master Carver built me I was his greates...

By: dgford | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 08 Jul 2014

Wanting you home

- You went home to see your mum in January For a normal visitation and never returned. Now, five long months have passed and although we looked, you have remained gone. So today we went to court...

By: aussie_kitty77 | Category: Musings | Score: 4| Added: 05 Jun 2014

A Tear Gave Me Away!

- You asked me daddy to play it brave when you left for the war that day. I'm sorry but when I started to wave, an itty bitty tear gave me away. I tried to recover and wipe it away as you walk...

By: Puppy | Category: Poetry | Score: 4| Added: 03 Jun 2014

His Hands on my Shoulders

- They were like no other: The gentle touch; the soft, comforting presence. They rested on my shoulders Only for a moment. But they felt like They were there for a lifetime. For those few moment...

By: TRacr14 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 20 Apr 2014

Amanda

- I'm lying on the floor of our rec-room, watching cartoons. I'm about eight years old and this is pretty much all I do on a Saturday morning. I hear the front door slam, a familiar sound, and glance...

By: Amber | Category: Memoirs | Score: 4.5| Added: 14 Oct 2013

A Random Moment, Part 15: Gloria's Confession

- “Who are you?” Gloria repeated. Amy got shy and started to disappear. Gloria stood there in dumbfounded shock. Eventually, she turned to Rufus, looked him square in the eyes and asked him what the bl...

By: Circle_Something | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 10 Aug 2013

Gidealis Enigma Chapter 5

- Chapter 5 Arileot 14 (DG 5) The sunset is bright, and the rays of light shine on Dotristiar’s face. He is so cute. Permanently scared, but handsome in his vulnerability. I think I can use him t...

By: GriffinGarcon | Category: Science Fiction | Score: 4.9| Added: 02 Jul 2013

Simon's Story

- This is a story I wrote for my eight year old grandson, Simon. He asked me to write him a mystery. The setting is in the nineteenth century and I put in some school history of that period. Simon ...

By: Rascal | Category: Childrens | Score: 4.7| Added: 17 Jun 2013

for my father

- In my younger days I did not like the type of upbringing I received from my father I thought he was rather too harsh and cruel in the way he dealt with me and the rest of the family. He was a very str...

By: danjuma | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 01 Apr 2013

A soldier's tale, as told by the wife

- Julianne finished loading the large moving truck and pulled the rear door closed. She walked down the rear ramp and glanced up at the only home she had known for the last twenty years. She glanced dow...

By: RobertHildenbrand | Category: Drama | Score: 4.7| Added: 22 Feb 2013

A Cradle to a Casket

- "What did the doctor say?” “Nothing yet…he said he’ll have information for us soon.” “Oh…” We all put our heads back down. The last 4 hours were torture; sitting in the hospital lobby, watching...

By: Patrick | Category: Drama | Score: 4.5| Added: 21 Feb 2012

The Boat of Sand

- The Boat of Sand When I was young, my Father built for me, a boat of sand, so very grand, to sail upon the sea. My sister was the cabin girl and made to swab the decks, we searched t...

By: Davidpendragon1 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 19 Aug 2011

I sore

- While walking by my old home A grain of sand fell in my eye And as I looked at the crumbling walls And trees growing out of the Once ‘lived in’ halls I tried to let the memories pass by And my h...

By: MileeBanerjeeOGN | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 28 Mar 2011

Atithi Devo Bhavah! (Guest is God in Sanskrit)

- When people go back home there always are reasons, either they are successful and have a point to prove, or they have unsettled scores, or maybe there is nowhere to go...but the reason why I am going ...

By: MileeBanerjeeOGN | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4| Added: 16 Feb 2011