Judgement Day suicide
Don’t go. Don’t leave me here, Nephi! I didn’t mean to use God’s words for my greedy means. I didn’t. I woke up from my nightmare drenched in sweat despite…
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20 stories written on Ficly, 2009–2010, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Second Home
Oh yes. Boy am I excited. I am so excited. So excited— To get home. You know, taking the bus or the train. Waking up at an ungodly hour of 5.45am just so I can…
Just another fool (repost)
The sun traversed down the western horizon, colouring everything in hues of orange and red. Where the sun disappeared into a fissure, a streak of blood red…
The Door Slammed Shut
“You sure it won’t hurt, this way of plucking out shaky tooth?” “Yes, darling.” “Mummy, are you reallyreallyreally sure? A hundred percent sure?” “Yes…
Sage advice always hits where it hurts most
Have you ever played the game ‘Ouch’? It’s this game where you sit in a circle. Let’s say I have A, B, C, D, E, F, G and H sitting in a circle. Whenever A’s…
Thief
“My duty is to keep you safe, my Lady.” Jordyn stared at the man stationed outside her room, suddenly not recognizing him. “Look, Br-” He bestowed a kind smile…
HELP!
The sun traversed down the western horizon, colouring everything in hues of orange and red. Where the sun disappeared into a fissure, a streak of blood red…
That Mars Bar
I stared at Jonhie’s award and salivated, I contributed to that project too; the unfairness of it all!
Lunch box
Lunch box The phrase that will get me up and hurling before you even sound the ‘x’. Yet it is the thing that I miss most now that you’re six feet under…
Euthanasia
It was just something that you erase from the cache of your brain. Something that you didn’t think about because it was just so-- Painful. I stood by the side…
Chicken Little
“Heard you’re moving?” A tall, burly, masculine pair of legs stopped in front of me. I nodded meekly, chancing a glance up. “I’m afraid I did not hear you…
Win together; lose together. Ficly.
Ficly is the ice-cream to a hot day; the honey balm to a scald; the murmurs of a mother to her baby; the heaven to my hell. The trampoline that bounces me to…
Ficly: the best Heaven
My dearest Ficly, I am cured. And better than ever. Besides this, I have 25 cups of black coffee and 100 ml of midnight oil left over. I think I better store…
11/01/2011
11/01/2011 Dear Pearly, Perhaps you wouldn’t believe me, but yes, I’m currently living in Year 2011. I’m the future you. Freak out now, because I did freak out…
It's The End, (how sad).
My Dearest Ficly, I am sick. I suffer from a splitting headache; double vision and blood-shot eyes. Not to mention the mad gibbering of math equations…
Operation: Art of Love
“Don’t let me down,” I whispered through the walkie-talkie I held on my left hand. “Roger that,” I heard through the walkie-talkie. “It takes more than this to…
Run Away
Running is the only thing that makes my life tick. I love how air parts for my arrival; how wind streamlines my curls into a whip behind me; how my muscles…
Lost.
Lost. Lost. Lost. Lost. Lost. “What in the world do you think you’re doing, Ms Crawford?” Lost.Lost.Lost.Lost. “I am just writing...something,” I said…
Cheat!
Fear breathed fire into my spine, making me shiver in discomfort. Fear breathed icy icicles down my spine, making goose-pimples form in quick succession. It…
Ginkgo nuts should help
I tossed and turned on the bed, Trying to remember what I’ve absentmindedly forgotten. I forgot my parent’s wedding anniversary, My memory took a holiday to…