Short Story
How to Fuck Around. AI-Generated.
Language is alive, and slang is often where it grows the fastest. Among the many expressions that have emerged and evolved over the last decade, few have captured the imagination—or the eyebrows—of English speakers quite like the phrase “fuck around.” At first glance, it seems crude, irreverent, and downright offensive. But dig a little deeper, and you’ll find that it’s much more than a simple expletive; it’s a linguistic mirror reflecting modern culture, humor, and social dynamics.
By Ayesha Lashari6 days ago in Fiction
We Sat Upon the Couch. AI-Generated.
Some stories dazzle with drama and plot twists. Others sneak into your heart slowly, through ordinary moments that feel extraordinary in their simplicity. We Sat Upon the Couch, published on Vocal.Media, is one such story. It explores fear, empathy, vulnerability, and the unexpected bonds that form between two people.
By Ayesha Lashari6 days ago in Fiction
Hollywood Hils
1 —When I was a little girl, my home wasn’t exactly a welcoming place. My parents argued all the time and completely forgot about me. The only thing that could take my mind off reality was the movies on TV. They transported me to another world… sometimes a horror movie, other times a western, a comedy, a drama… whatever. And it may sound silly, but watching those movies on the small TV screen made my eyes light up and made me truly happy, even if only for the duration of the movie.
By Cesar González Torres6 days ago in Fiction
Unpacking
The boxes and bags of stuff were not moving anywhere as the cleaning began in the cluttered room. Cate walked around the piles trying to figure out where to start her process. The order was important to make the process easier with the step-by-step method in the dusty room. The task would be daring, and yet the place needs to be clear and a free room for an office. The adventure begins as the picture came into view of what it would look like when it’s clean. The old version was pretty till it became the junk room. All the stuff had been piling up and ignored until now. The whole room needed to be sorted first, then placed. The time to clean had begun, and Cate was ready for the challenge of cleaning up .
By Sarah Danaher7 days ago in Fiction
Why I'm Glad My Twin Sister Died
The most unusual or unexpected feeling I have ever had was feeling glad my twin sister Holly died. Holly died last year when she was hit by a drunk driver trick-or-treating with her friends. I stayed home because I was sick and also I knew I was 'fifth-wheeling' because the group was all her friends and I knew no one would miss me. I did cry at first but mostly I am happy she's gone. I have never told anyone about this unusual feeling because I think my mom and dad would be mad and everybody would like me less than they already do. Why I feel glad Holly is dead is because of 3 main reasons which are that we were too similar (looks only), we were too different, and because after she died people are nicer to me. In this essay I will go into more detail about all of these reasons.
By Raistlin Allen7 days ago in Fiction
The Light Turns. Top Story - February 2026.
It's Tuesday 7:13 a.m. A cold and clear November morning awaits Ray on his morning commute. Ray rubs his hands together in the front seat of his Subaru. He turns the air temperature up, but keeps the air on low until the air warms up. He looks at the backup camera screen and reverses the Subaru out of his driveway onto Trimble Road.
By John R. Godwin7 days ago in Fiction
The Prophets of 2026
The Prophets of 2026 The world has always needed voices that look beyond the horizon. In different centuries and in different lands, Baba Vanga and Nostradamus became those voices. Both saw through the veil of time, each in their own language, each believing that the future was not fixed but waiting to be shaped by human choice. Their names are separated by five hundred years, yet their warnings for 2026 seem to echo one another as if history itself were repeating its lesson.
By Marie381Uk 7 days ago in Fiction
