The Main Character

Category: Human

  • Death to us Part

    When I said I loved you until death do us part, I menat it.. I love you so much that you must die. The sooner the better, in my humble opinion. I sharpened my favourite knife for this very occasion; our wedding day. I promise, my love, that you will…

  • Two-Way Mirror World

    I get unnerved every time I see my own reflection. I’ve tried telling people about my fear, and they brush it off as a self-conscious behaviour. They quickly jump in to the conversation to tell me how pretty I am, and I can’t help but roll my eyes at the…

  • Another Package Arriving

    “Your package is expected to arrive today from Children’s Wear Warehouse. Please bring your identification to present at the Moorsehills Post Office. You have until the 14th of July, 2018 tocollect your package.” Yet another text message I have received about a delivery. They aren’t usually as detailed as the…

  • Dear Diary,

    Dear Diary, I haven’t used a diary in years, and I feel foolish addressing my diary with my emotions. I don’t know where else to turn to for my creative frustrations. I am struggling to get the creative juices flowing, and when they do, I’m too exhausted to act on…

  • Set Sail

    Most people I know are ungrateful for their jobs. Don’t get me wrong, I completely lose track of why I work too. I am lucky enough to travel the world and meet passengers from all walks of life. I see friendly faces wander over to the bar and converse with…

  • Voicemail For Dad

    I type in the phone number and anxiously wait while it dials. First ring, second ring, third ring, fourth ring, fifth ring. Gone to the answering machine. I was really hoping he’d pick up this time.  *Beep* “Hey, dad, I know we haven’t spoken in some time, but I want…

  • The Need To Work

    As much as people like to tell me not to wrap myself in my work, I can’t help myself. It is the greatest place to receive an education, in my opinion. In work, I understand myself on a better level, I have greater sense of purpose within my community, and…

  • Missing Person

    When I was a young woman, I left home to live and survive on my own. As I was gone, I met a man who showed me a life without social media. We moved around travelling together, eventually got married, and never looked back. I lost contact with people in…

  • The ‘Balloon Guy’

    I feel my heart sink every time I’m recognised in public. I have a famous streak to my name, but not for any good reason. I got infamous for my deranged video I recorded of myself. I posted it to the internet for attention, and boy did I get that…

  • Hidden Rooms

    I have so many hidden rooms inside my house that I forgot what rooms they are. I bring this to attentio as I have neglected to maintain a few of the rooms entirely. I see a door at the other end of the hallway, dilapidated and worn. As I approach…

  • Strangers Once

    Everyone starts the day timid and resistant to get to know each other. We are all brought together by a common interest. Eventually, enough time passes and people move around the table telling stories. Once closed books are opening up and confiding in one another. You share food and drinks…

  • Mirrors Can’t Cry

    I hate the reflection that shares back at me each day. That guy is always judging me on everything. My appearance is too pudgy and pear-shaped, there are eye bags and wrinkles that increase in size. I despise everything that guy stands for. He shows me all except the emotion…

  • We Must Breakup

    “I can’t let you say no to this – to us! It may be your instinct to run away and leave this all behind, but do you see me running? I’m here fighting for a future. For us. I’m doing ALL THIS FOR YOU!” My voice started rising in the…

  • Minimalistic Lifestyle

    I’ve heard good things about minimalism and I’m even considering doing it myself. I got to get rid of belongings that don’t serve a purpose or aren’t absolutely necessary. I have gone around the house finding plates, cups, paintings, photos, movies, clothes, and books and added them to a pile…

  • Dressing Room Star

    I am anxiously sitting in my dressing room and waiting for someone to come get me. I seriously don’t want to miss my performance of a lifetime. Geez, where is this superstar treatment? They approached me to have me featured on the Pajama Party TV Show. Man, the silence of…

  • A Deathbed Letter (Submitted by Juicy McBurger)

    I know that I don’t have long left to live. I should be resting, but my mind is racing. I can feel you watching me, anyway. Even now, when you are supposed to be resting. Recharging your batteries, as I myself am. You are like my guardian angel. If resting…

  • Feeling Stuck (Submitted by Dreadnatius)

    In this town I sit rotting away while time passes, day after day… the same repeating routine. The ever creeping threat of a mental breakdown tapping on my shouler whispering horrible things. The voice talks about my past… my childhood, there’s no distraction strong enough anymore, the thoughts I have…

  • Magic Fingers

    “Magic fingers do your thing, type what’s happening.” For the first time in my life, nothing happens. My fingers are paralysed above my keyboard. This has never happened to me before and now it’s stressing me out. I have a deadline to hit for my assignment, bloody hell, it’s due…

  • Locker Room Spirit

    Nothing gets me more excited for a game than the smell of the locker room full of guys getting hyped. The smell of sweat dripping off each man, the energy drink cans scattered in different corners of the room, the communal goal of winning the match, the adrenaline pumping through…

  • Imprisonment (Submitted by Savannah Rowe)

    Imprisonment. It’s not a new concept for me. I’ve already spent 100 years locked in the ever-twisting halls of Helm’s Hold Sanatorium. What’s a week in some dingey, musty dungeon. My chains rattled and clinked as I shifted onto my knees and my gaze lifted to the moonlight filtering through…

  • Bad Text Friendship

    Another message from (%$^@&@!). They haven’t stopped messaging me today, which is odd because it is so out-of-the-blue. They probably want something from me. I am reading them but I’m not responding to any of them. It was one-sided well and truly before this point. I would have bent over…