We marched east, still on full alert, skirting the city centre. From the direction we had come we could hear shouts fading into the night, but no-one else confronted us and we were able to relax a little and drop the makeshift weapons we had picked up. Conversation was minimal as we moved, at pace, until the glowing orb of the centre was behind us and our boots began to echo off the labyrinth of darkened, terraced, streets in which we found ourselves. I could see, in the dreary glow of the occasional street light, that Gaz was getting more and more irate; grinding his teeth and clenching his fists.
Eventually he spat: “Someone’s gotta pay.”
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 228 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 228
by Santos Lopez
The sun begins to set, and I am tired. A nice subtle breeze sooths my lightly burnt face. It does not help me much thou. Every step the cart seems to get heavier. Thirst seems to rip my throat every time I swallow. Bao and Xang pull the carts ahead they are both older then me. They are also tired but always have conversation to ease the trip. They say I’m immature so they rarely speak to me, not even in the market place… My arms and legs are numb and I feel dizzy at times, but I will not quit I have to stay close. Today I barely sold anything in the market place. Papa will not be pleased. Bao and Xang sold well as always. Papa says I will never be good at anything. Ever since mama died papa has stayed home while we go work at the market. He says that once I’m older I will have to stay and work the farm. He says I’m not good for anything… I miss mama…She would always hold me and tell me not to listen to my papa. I would always draw pictures for mama. Mama would kiss me all over my face and tell me, I would be a great artist one day. I felt special and talented. I miss her so much… She said I would be a great one day…
I don’t know anymore…I am so hungry my stomach seems to talk with anger.
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 202 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 202
I sit up in her bed, eyes fixed buzzy on the Korean BBQ sign across the street. We made love tonight, for the first time in over a month. Her snores grind through the thick air of the apartment. I hear her cats, Parry and Mel, crashing across the kitchen’s hardwood, trying to escape their impossible boredom. Louder than her cats, her ex, Todd, bops around in her living room.
I slip out of bed careful not to wake her. The carpet tickles my bare feet, and I see the living room lamp on. Todd, with both earbuds in, looks through the DVDs on the mantelpiece. His windbreaker, smokes and keys are in a pile on the floor. I felt like a spy in my own girlfriends house, I step up to his shoulders, tap him on the back, remind him some people have to work in the morning.
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 56 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 55
BE THIS TALE'S TOP
and see your name on this scroll
LOVE DOESN’T COME EASY!
BY: MISS RADIANCE
Category: Novel / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 11 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 9
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