Chewing On Glass…

Tag: Story

  • Justice Unserved…

    “It’s really easy when you think about it,” the man across from him says in a casual tone as he tries to get comfortable in the steel chair. “What is easy?” He asks. “The first kill, your first kill,” the prisoner across from him answers, hands folded in a prayer…

  • I Don’t Know But It’s Been Said…

    “This is my first time in the big city.” The clerk hands him his change with a blank stare. There is no contempt or concern that anything living or dead is standing in front of her at this moment. She stands motionless from the other side of the glass. “I…

  • Never Seen Only Heard…

    “These children have way too much energy. Laughing and playing along as if everything is alright,” he thinks to himself before letting out a loud yawn. “There is something evil in this town. An entity, a curse, whatever you want to call it, but something is after these innocent children.”…

  • Big News Coming… But For Now…

    It hurts more knowing… than finding out…It hurts more wondering… than finding out…It hurts more feeling this wayThan anything else I can think ofI think of nothing else… and this is what I amLeft with… an empty heart… a broken mindIf I could turn back time to better timesI know…

  • With Our Heads, Our Hearts, and Our Souls

    “Settle down, settle down everyone. It is almost time to begin,” a voice calls out through the already seated crowd. A silence washes over the room. The room goes dark as a single red spot light shines upon the podium before them. Father Herington approaches the podium from somewhere in…

  • Reminding Ourself Of What We Used To Be…

    This one is a Short Story...

  • Broken Thoughts… Preview Edition…

    We Had Made A Wish The knife digs deep into the flesh. Blood trickles out of the incision before becoming a constant stream. “A little further. Just a bit more,” he says encouragingly. “How much does it need for what I want?” She asks, trying to mask her pain. “The…

  • Intelligent Species…

    “Another day and another dollar,” I say out loud as I take a seat on the curb outside of work. Another day, another lonely lunch I think as I take out my lunch and begin to eat it slowly. Savoring every bite of my warm peanut butter and jelly I…

  • A Game To Play

    Author’s Note: I don’t normally do this, but given that this story was written long before many events that have since happened in America. This story is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. Any similarities to any event that has or could happen is coincidental. With…

  • Assuming Everything Is Fine

    If I was to tell you my story it would have to start like this. I woke up and I peed.  Or I woke up, I peed, and then I ate something. The simplest of variations to the start of my day. Pretty boring stuff. But I guess that’s not…