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The Murder Scene

Everything is more dramatic when you are about to die. Even your breathing becomes more dramatic...

I held the phone tightly in between my hands as my body trembled in the closet. I could feel my lips shiver as I waited for what was to happen next. I could feel my heartbeat, heavy in my head. Death was coming, I was certain of it. I heard the door slowly open, and I pushed myself hard back to the wall like I wanted to penetrate it. I could hear his footsteps. He closed the door and locked it like he already knew I was h...

She couldn't understand it. None of it made any sense to her. No one should have been able to find her, least of all an idiotic weakling like him. She could have sworn she had covered all her steps better after escaping that prison. Even worse, she couldn't understand why they even wanted her back. She was perfectly fine and more than capable of taking care of herself. The worst part though was him. It was bad enough they...

"Uggh, why do I have to find her? Why couldn't she have just stayed in the room like all the other patients?" Alex grumbled as he trudged through the dense underbrush. He nearly fell when his foot brushed an exposed root but caught himself mid-fall. He couldn't understand why he was the one sent to look for a girl who had nearly killed him. After all, if she was strong enough to attack him, wasn't she strong enough to tak...

Her name was Revenance Widow, but to her friends, she was known as Vena. She was only sixteen years old but already known as a highly skilled treasure hunter amongst amateur adventurers. She had recently lost her partner, a boy whose name no one knew. She had been found lying on the ground screaming and unresponsive to anyone attempting to wake her. It wasn't until she was moved to a separate room that she finally calmed...

"If you could have one thing, what would it be?" "Hmm?" he asked. "If I could have one thing? Well, that's an easy one. But before I tell you, what about you? What would you want?" "What!?" his partner gasped. "No, no, no, no, no, no. I asked you first. You tell me and then I'll tell you." "I can't, otherwise you might be swayed by my answer," he laughed. "No I wouldn't," his partner proudly spoke. "For nothing can change...

Peace shattered in an instant. Nothing left for us here. The world had gone from splendor to dust. What little hope remained faded the moment we looked out to our little scarred planet. But even in the new darkness enshrouding us could not take away our determination to live. Hope did not fill us that day. It would not for many years to come. No, determination filled us and gave us a reason to live.And in that bleakness t...

CHAPTER 1 "The Start of a Long Journey""Get off him! Get off him now Sean!" I can hardly hear her. The muffled sound barely finds its way to my conscious mind. I feel a good sensation as I squeeze harder. As I squeezed his neck even more, I find myself feeling sorry for him, and I let go. I get in his face clenching my teeth quietly telling him, "say that again!" I speak louder, "Say it!" Carl leaning against the wall sli...

A Legendary Tale Chapters 0ne and Two

As a pandemic ends the world, a small town man copes with survival and loss.

Author Note: This story is written for the world that is created in the 2007 movie I am Legend. The elements of the film, including the creatures, are involved in this work but are creations of the authors and innovators of the film. Although this is an independent work, I must give credit to the world that this work is involved in. OneJoel brought a shaky hand up to his forehead without a second thought, trying to wipe t...

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Breast Cancer Awareness

Showing them off for a better cause.

Breast cancer awarenessWe are exposing out titsTo raise money for themWho's no longer existTheir breasts are goneDue to a diseaseA forum to make moneyTo help and easeI flashed mineWill you flash yours?Make a donationEase a person's situation?A mother sufferingLumps in her breastThe thought of her childrenLaying her to restShe will fightLoose her hairSome peopleSimply won't careShe will prevailThrough all the medicationLos...

Baby Kate

If no one else remembers, I do.

This is what I owe you My baby My Kate My memory It's that time of yearAgain I retreat Slowly First within closed curtains  Darkened rooms Under the covers There are no dates or calendars needed None that can define How my mind drifts My body slows I cannot eat You were real I smell your newness  In the oddest of places Hear you breathe The quickness of your heart  Beating Woke me last night My body knows For this month I...

Lifeboat

Sometimes you need to relax to allow for survival

LIFEBOAT Why is it.. that when you try the hardest... Fighting the current... Struggling to keep your head above the foam and the waves and the debris, You always end up with that bitter acrid polluted seawater in your mouth Running through your teeth.. Down your throat  Choking you Until... You slowly give up....leave it to Fate And ...Fate carries you on, until, Your last breath. When Shore is finally in sight Strive!

Dance into the Light

I survived what no person should have to, and am stronger for it.

Reclaim what was taken on that long ago night when you chose to live instead of fight Accept that you survived despite that which was done he is buried within the earth 'tis you who still sees the sun What's gone is gone never to return from life’s experiences you did learn You have a strength within a passion that burns so bright Never hide in the dark again Smile, and Dance into the Light...

Permission

Survival is about giving yourself permission.

When I give, It's completely. My gifts never come with strings. I’m not one who keeps a ledger. When I give, I seek nothing in return. I give because,I’m me. I give because,I know what it’s like to be without. To cherish,But be ignored. To speak,But not be heard. To care, But not feel cared for in return. When I give, It’s because,I understand. It’s because, I know the value of love. A wounded heart, Won't stop me from gi...

A Mother's Tongue

Like a mother's love, a mother's words are power, strength and hope.

"We won't let them call it a break down this time,"  She says,  Wiping imagined stray hairs from my brow.  I want to laugh.  I want to cry.  I want to scream.  Medication is bliss.  I wonder their names.  I cannot control my lips,  Let alone form words.  So, mother you have won. What am I without my words?  My life's time consists of responses,  Under breath and at the top of my lungs,  To you.  I fight for the “I” of eac...

Little lost girl found

Inside look into a how one child copes with abuse, and finds her saving grace.

Little lost girl found. The Christmas tree fell for the second time today. What is left of the ornaments are now strewn across the floor of the living room. Most people may find this sad and upsetting, but not me. I just sit here in the mist of all the debris and laugh. What a perfect picture of my life, in shambles on the ground, little bits and pieces scattered all over the place. The pain and frustrations of the past 1...