Short Stories

We all love to read. Not many of us like to rate though. The reasons could be anything – from not

The dark never bothered her; neither did the shrill wails, rattles, and shadows. Kiva spent most of her life living

“Patience is the key.” The wise man taught. We nodded, adjusting the stained piece of rough cloth across the hips.

A long sigh broke the silence of the night. Tears flowed as Elissa stared through the window. The full moon,

  Bare empty ruined I stood in the glaring hot orange ball’s heat not knowing how long the torture would

Despite summer being at its peak, the day was windy with dark clouds looming over the buildings. It was Wednesday.

The chaos on the dark streets made Francesca curious. She peeked through the smudgy window in her room from the

Passengers grumbled, visitors gossiped, kids yelled. The airport always buzzed with an activity that could make a person go crazy.

“Midnight, on the bridge. Come alone.”   P.S: Don’t tell your twin.   It was Ryan’s favourite place. Colourful balloons