Category: 55 Fiction

It was raining so hard that it felt as if a river was flowing from heaven to earth. At last…

Author – Anonymous “Are you Superman?”, asked she. “Why?” “You seem to be everywhere incredibly… and volatile.” “Don’t like it?”…

She was late today. He was starting to get impatient. Though the eagerness was palpable, none of it was visible…

Looking at the mirror, she asked me, “How do I look?” I looked at her. The polka dotted skirt and…

He looked utterly despicable. Long hair, torn jeans. A loafer. I ignored him and concentrated on the concert. Suddenly a…

He looked at it longingly. He only had five, but it cost ten. He did not want to ask anyone…