Carpe Histoires

Every day. 10:00 AM on the dot. The unemotional young man would sit on the same park bench, on the same side, with the same cold expression as he edited his book that would most likely fail like all the other ones. Until a young woman in a bright floral dress and red rain boots disrupts his life by sitting in his spot.

making the most of life by penning down some thoughts.

A short story about an unexpected meeting between Emily and a stranger on an ordinary Saturday in the city park. Emily must learn that life is not just a mixture of unpleasant noises and inconvenient social interactions, but a colorful world that resonates with our souls.

She has always been the loner and outcast in her school. Not that she cares anymore. Coming across the school's most popular gang picking on someone, and actually standing up for the poor kid? Unlikely. Having so much problems at hand and wanting to get over senior year as quietly and peacefully as possible, this action might as well be leading her to her own grave. And when the school's bad boy loner and football captain starts to take interest in her? Life gets really interesting.

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When I feel like crap, when I feel extremely happy, when I feel pissed off- I write a poem. I pour my emotions into my poems and this is a collection of some of them. Oh yeah, and my friend's poems too. Maybe y'all can relate to a few?

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A carpe diem poem I wrote for school about PTSD

a carpe diem poem

A Flash Fiction story written for Flashing Cursor Studios. Captain Jameson has a hard choice when faced with a war-ending enemy action. His wife's words save the day, but at what cost?