The Main Character

Category: Human

  • The Philosopher (Submitted by Juicy McBurger)

    There is only one thing you can do with a degree in philosophy, and that is teach philosophy. The warning of my late parents echoed in my head. Turns out they were only half right. I can’t teach anything without a teaching degree, so I actually can’t do anything. Except…

  • Death Wish

    No one would care if I died. I don’t have the money or media attention to mean anything when I’m dead. Sure, my family may care for a little while, but who cares? I haven’t made a blip of a difference on this planet and I’ll go as if I…

  • Isolation Part 3

    I’m awake again, at least I think I am, it’s hard to tell, I have no idea how long I’ve been out for… It’s hard to tell, it could have been a day, it could have been an hour. Still nothing, no sound, no light and no food. I’m starving.…

  • Vivid Murderous Dreams Part 1

    All this blood on my hands, from crimes I never committed! The terrors that haunt my sub-conscience through the early hours of the morning, when the world is still dark. The streetlights beneath my apartment illuminate my room, barely. The screams wail in my ears of victims I’ve never met.…

  • Basement paradox

    I walk into the home that is so familiar, yet has changed drastically since I moved. The carpet is now grey instead of lavender. The walls are painted chrome with a feature wall of blue, and baby blue as well. The state of the house almost disgusts me, and it…

  • Isolation Part 2

    I wake up to silence, no faint conversations outside, no disembodied chuckles or cursing from other inmates on the other sides of my walls, just nothing. I’ve been in here for a week now, I think… I had to count the days back in my head, time seems to change…

  • Murder Reborn

    Another body and person to my name, not once caught. I am a genius serial killer and have even got the attention from the FBI’s most wanted list. Consider me flattered. I don’t know or care who they are. A number on a long list of people who pay me…

  • Isolation Part 1

    I deserved this, getting locked up, I honestly didn’t mean to kill that guy he just wouldn’t comply, “Everyone down on the ground!” The instructions were clear as day, I didn’t even give a thought to the idea that anyone would try to be a hero or try to defend…

  • LAb RAt? Human?

    I slowly blink my vision into focus and open my eyes ever so slowly. The lights are fixated on me, and the room is small. Perhaps that has something to do with the number of long white coats I can see lining the walls, clipboards in hands. I could easily…

  • Okay Google

    Can you give me any answer I want? “I can do my best! What is it you wish to know?” Where can I find alien life? “I am not sure I know what you mean” I said what I said. “I do not have the answers to that question currently.…

  • Sauce Code

    I was being trained in sauces at work and telling the difference between peppercorn and ranch. They are similar in colour. The manager explains to me by saying “This one is ranch because it has lines for the herbs and this one is peppercorn as it has dots. For the…

  • Cultist Beliefs

    The more I learn, the more I see myself aligning my values with this group. Some may call it teenage rebellion, want to be separate to my parents and their way of life. I call it home. They believe with all their hearts, follow their dreams, treat others as equals,…

  • Dodging Strangers

    I dodge behind a pyramid a mere second before the ground I was standing on is set on fire. The man chasing me has a weapon, while I am empty-handed. I dodge, knowing well that it would be the end of me if I don’t move faster than my enemy.…

  • Closed Door, Open Door

    ‘When one door closes, another one opens.’ To you that may be inspirational to have yet another opportunity to walk into, but for me it is quite the opposite. When doors close, I am infinitely met by more doors opening up. An endless video game sort of Groundhog Day. I…

  • Miscommunicating

    This makes sense yet is not profitable There are many ways their story can be told Colour me impressed by your expressions It is to this effect that the affect worked so well on them The boy floats close to the buoys The knight rides long into the night English,…

  • The Process of Writing

    Fresh document ready to type up one hell of a story! Four hours go by and my cursor is still blinking back at me. No words before or after that thing. I need to write anything and I’ll at least have something to edit. Think, think, think. ‘The’ seems like…

  • Hindsight From Death

    Looking back on life I have a lot of regrets. I never thought I would die with regrets. I even regret dying with regrets. I lost all the people I love and that loved me back. I wish I told more people how much I appreciated them being in my…

  • In Order to Survive

    Everyone in here has their story. Not many call us survivors. More along the lines of murderers. But when you put us all together, we need to survive at the hands of the other inmates. My story goes like this: My mother had died six weeks prior to me committing…

  • Bus Blues

    Years of marriage gone in an instant. The love of my life. I’m sitting at the nearest bus stop to home, attempting to get fresh air and process the news. I feel utterly alone that Brenda is gone, lifeless, and a million miles apart from me. I want to hold…

  • Rewriting memories

    You think this would begin like many stories with a book opening. ‘Once Upon A Time’. This is not that story. I was given this book from my grandmother before she died and told to never open it in the presence of others. It was a magic book. From the…

  • Before My Time

    I always tell my friends that I was born in the wrong generation. I would much rather live in the ‘80s than the current year, 2023. The music was better, the clothes were so cool, just everything about it appeals to me. I wish I got to experience the ‘80s…