I sat at the kitchen table with my head in my hands. The pain was unbearable, the throbbing in my temples and the hissing in my ears. I knew something had happened last night, something bad but I couldn't remember what. I remembered the party, I even remembered leaving and heading for the bus stop but after that... nothing. The sound I heard next echoed through my aching head like a stab at the back of my eyes. I knew wha...

I knew that if I disturbed him he would be angry that I was so late. If I took my clothes off before I went up then I could just slip into bed beside him and he would be none the wiser so, before I climbed the stairs, I removed my clothes as quietly as I could, piece by piece and placed them carefully over my arm, carrying my shoes.. Completely naked I climbed the stairs on tiptoe, not daring to breathe until I reached th...

She clawed at the ice but it was no good, she couldn't get a grip. Her fingers hurt with cold, the flesh already turning white at the tips.Suddenly, a piece broke away, and she fell backward!Taking a deep breath, she got to her knees and once again began pulling at the solid, unmoving ice.It was no good, she couldn't do it, but she couldn't give up, not now.She looked around, searching for something to help her get a grip...

I wrote this as a forum piece, 'last word first'. It was just for fun but when I read it back a couple of times I rather liked it.I thought that maybe you would too but, if you don't use the forums you wouldn't see it so I have brought it here, for all of you.Anna.xBed.Not just a place to lay one's head.A place to restA place to thinkA place to dreamEnjoy a drinkFor loveFor funFor sleepFor one... or twoWatch a filmRead a...

“Go on, do it.”“I don't want to.”“But think of it. Think what could happen if you do...”A long pause and then,“No! It's too risky!”“Isn't it worth taking a chance? Look at what you could have...”“But this could be enough.”“It could be but, on the other hand, what if it isn't?”“Hmmm...”“Go on, just one more. Just one little one.”“Damn it! All right! I'll do it!”“Blast it, Twenty-two! I knew I shouldn't have listened to you...

Around three years ago, after writing several short stories of a nature unsuited to Stories Space and recieving many favourable comments, I wondered... Could I write a real story? One suitable for everyone. I decided to try and I am pleased to say that the result turned out better than I could imagine. It was the first thing I had attempted that exceeded 5000 words and, after I published it on a now defunct website I was...

She first noticed it when she awoke in the dead of night.A rasping sound which was growing louder as she listened.She nudged her husband beside her, but he didn't stir.Louder still and rumbling, increasing in volume until she could bear it no longer.She nudged him again, harder this time but still nothing.She covered her ears and pulled the pillow over her head.“Oh please God, make it stop!” she whimpered.But it didn't st...

From as far back as she can remember, Her favourite place was behind the curtains, Watching the traffic through the window. Though, what drew her there she cannot be certain. But year after year she would go there. Because she loved that room and she loved the house. Even now her thoughts return there often, To the place where she stood as quiet as a mouse. At Christmas time in that very place, Stood the tall, decorated t...

I was in a hotel in New York recently. Nothing fantastic but clean and comfortable.I had a good nights sleep, and when I got up, I couldn't get the shower to work.It was one of those with two taps, hot and cold but the hot one wouldn't turn.I phoned down to the front desk and when the nice man answered I told him the tap was stuck.“Tap?” he said. “Yes, I replied, “The hot tap won't turn.”“Oh,” he suddenly exclaimed. “Fauc...

Below them sits the Gryphon, silent, unmoving whilst his one true love leans over, tying her scarf around his arm, a token of her love to remind him that through the trials of war, he is ever in her heart and her spirit rides with him. Her knight in shining armour on his fine white steed gazes into her eyes, for with her by his side he will fear nothing. The fine gold threads, like the golden tresses of her hair cascading...

I stand and stare, studying her sheer beauty, her sweet face concentrating and full of love framed by the golden strands of long red hair that flow far down her back. Her white dress, inlaid with golden threads and adorned with a gold belt, covers her feet and trails over the stone steps behind her and, atop her head, the circlet of gold that signifies her status. In her outstretched hand she holds a sword, resting it on...

Why did you do that to me? I would never have done such a thing to you! It was cruel and uncalled for. What did I do that caused you to treat me in such a way? Did I make you angry somehow, say something to upset you? If I did, I am sorry but I don't know what it was. Even so, there was no need to do that. You have known about this for weeks but you said nothing, did nothing, until now. You deliberately deleted the final...

It had been a good flight, only ninety minutes but smooth. Suddenly, I saw it, through the clouds, getting closer! We were going to hit it, I knew that and braced myself, knuckles white as I gripped the armrests! I couldn't take my eyes off it as it got nearer and nearer until, thump! We hit it! The engines screamed loudly in protest and I was thrown forwards against my seat belt and in no time at all it was over! I relax...

Archibald Horsley was a quiet, unassuming fellow, in fact, he was very shy. Everyone who knew him liked him, but he didn't have any actual friends.At thirty years old, he was unmarried with no children. It wasn't that he had no interest in women, he did, but he just hadn't met any He wasn't tall, but then, he wasn't short either.He wasn't fat, nor was he thin.Neither smart nor untidy.In short, he was just Archibald Horsle...

“Oi, 'arry, come over 'ere, quick!” “What's up, Sid?” “What's that there?” “What, this 'ere?” “Yeah, that there.” “Blimey mate, I dunno but I'll tell yer what it looks like...” “What's that then, 'arry?” “This 'ere looks like an ear...” “That there looks like an ear? Hmm, I suppose it does.” “Is there another one 'ere, Sid?” “Nah, mate, just that one there.” “Let's 'ave a cuppa tea and think what to do. D'you want one?” “...