Fan Fiction
The Window of Freedom
The city was a bleak, gray place, where the sun never seemed to shine and the only light came from the flickering fluorescent bulbs that hung from the ceiling of every room. The streets were empty and quiet as if life had been drained out of them. The only sound was the constant hum of the machines that kept the city running.
By hesbon otieno3 years ago in Fiction
Dystopian nemesis
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. The sun shone so brightly on the outside that she could see images dancing in dust clouds in the heat. She missed the healing sunlight on her skin. It seemed like the outside was now a stranger to her, one that she had never met before.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
Pancake Problems
“Good morning, Regina. What’re you up to?” “Damn it. Damn it. Damn it!” Regina shrieks, her arms fiddling over something. Sometimes I’m not sure why I even bother with this woman. It’d be a lot easier to do what she says and kill mindlessly, but I’d rather get a good laugh out of her antics. The only problem with that is that her antics aren’t always funny. They’re just sad.
By Alexander T Richardson3 years ago in Fiction
The Capes of Planet Poloto continues...
Episode 4 . The plane finally arrived at the Indianapolis International airport at about 4:15 pm, and mom and I were so glad to be home, that mom give a sigh of relief as we were picking up our luggage. “ Okay honey, our uber is on the way, let's go let's go.” she then turn to Wes and give him a huge hug and we went our separate ways. I looked back and said, “ See you later Wes.” As he was walking the other way, he waved and smiled. Mom and I made it to zone b where our Uber was waiting. Mom looked at the uber driver and asked, “Are you Rebekah?” she then answered, “ Yes ma'am.” let me help you with that” as mom handed Rebekah our suitcases, to be put in the trunk. I was so glad that we were finally going to be home, where I was going to enjoy my warm bed and be back with my friends, that I went to school with. Since we lived near Westfield, near Carmel the drive back home was going to be about 35 minutes away, depending on the traffic. It was Tuesday evening and as soon as I get home I'm going to unpack and let Sammy know that I made it back safe.
By Anthony Leclair3 years ago in Fiction
Behind The Last Window
Behind The Last Window The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Every day, she would stand in front of it and stare out at the empty streets and abandoned buildings. It had been years since anyone had ventured beyond the gates of the compound, and she couldn't help but wonder what lay beyond.
By ayesha akhtar3 years ago in Fiction
Through the Window
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She had never been allowed to leave the confines of the compound, and the only information she had about the world beyond the walls came from the sparse bits of news that filtered through the government's tightly controlled channels.
By Priyansh Sidhwani3 years ago in Fiction
