Retrospect Histoires

[COMPLETED] George finally gets a day-off from his work and has the whole day all to himself. Although, he claims he has an appointment- an appointment to do nothing! The appointment gets cancelled with the sudden arrival of guests whom he dreads. His holiday is ruined...or is there still time to save his holiday and get his appointment back?

What happens if the past comes knocking on your...mailbox, five years after you thought you were done with it? Do you give it a second chance? Do you open up the bandage on your memory to let yourself get hurt again? Or does Fate have other plans? When an artist asks permission of his ex-muse to exhibit one of her pictures, the two discover they might not be over each other as much as they thought they were. ***Short Story- #792***

A collection of poems focused on reflecting on life experiences and my own development as a person, as well as my state of mind throughout different periods of these key years I'm going through

He has always been a sly one, that boy, everybody likes him. He has the looks of a grown man but the heart of a child. He's a beautiful mess. It's a riddle how I remember the little things about him so vividly. How amazingly, even though it's been years I still find myself smiling by the fact that I have paid so much attention to this guy. There's nothing special between us but he has this special space in my heart. I could easily forgive myself by admitting that once in my 24 years of existence I felt the poignancy of one sided love.

Short non-Fiction piece written from the prompt "Adventures/Losing your way". A series of letters to a lover

My perspective on Luigi's Mansion 3.

A reflection on the aftermath of a break up, and the emotions that follow.

A monologue

A man is pursued by himself.

The world needed a different robot...one with a difference. And one came. In a form they didn't expect... It's 2043, and the world is now a place ruled by robots. Man has been made a slave to its own creations, doing whatever he's asked. But in a cabin on the Island Kyushu in Japan, a robot has been born to return history back to the way it was; humans controlling A.I.

After the death of her mother, Lilith Anders is left in the care of her cousin. Everyone knows that. What they don't piece together is that, with her arrival, the crime rates have gone down. Suddenly new evidence surfaces, and every one of the disturbing cold cases are put to rest. The most heinous ones everyone fears to touch. No decent human being would be able to follow the macabre details to the killer. And yet, they're found half dead on doorsteps. It all starts with Lilith. After all, it takes a demon to fight one. ~~~ "Who are you?" "I'm the bastard child of a fallen king, and the daughter of a holy queen." Realization flickers in his eyes, swiftly replaced by dread. "You do realize, if your fated one is in my pack, I cannot allow you to be united." "That's a given. I'm only here to pray for the fallen by inacting justice on the demons." "Don't underestimate the bond." "Oh, I won't. I've severed it long ago." #2 in demons Jan 2019 #3 in retrospective May 2019

dan is moving out of his parents house and takes a moment to remember and move on. 1380 words, written from a random word generator prompt and my mind

This is a story about one boy who always loved nature, and his journey to fulfill his purpose in a way he thinks is the best.

The world's zany author is back at it again with more stories, drama and cynical takes in this autobiography! NOTE: Folks, make sure you've read the first book of AQWO. Never weaponize, doubt, invalidate or harshly criticize anyone's experiences here just because you disagree. If you're not a fan of the author's cheeky personality, this autobiography may not be for you. Published: 7/17/2021 Ended & Updated: 3/9/2022 ~ 7/1/2022

a short reminder for u to look out for earth

The Battle of Balaclava was a battle part of the Crimean War in 1854. It was fought between the British and Russian forces. While some British leaders were smart, others weren't so much...