Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Humans.

How to Write the Perfect Letter
If your like me and find your way around expressing your feelings with pen and paper then this is for you. Ever since I discovered writing letters, I just never stopped. Writing gives me a sense of peace knowing that whatever I write won't be seen or read until I give the letter to whomever I wrote it for. Doing this helps with the anxiety of talking face to face or texting and being to scared to hit send. I hope that you find a new passion and that reading this helps you become more at ease with whatever problems you have.
By Cassie White9 years ago in Humans
To the Girl I Used to Love
I was there for you. No matter what. I would open my door to you at 3 am and take you into my arms and hold you, telling you it would be okay and wiping your tears away with my kisses.
By Kathryn Noll9 years ago in Humans
What It’s Like to Date When You Have Lupus
People have asked me updates after my first story on Lupus in 2014. I detailed an encounter on how was I faced with Lupus watching my mother suffer from the disease for 14 years of my life before she passed away at home from a heart attack.
By Chenelle Covin9 years ago in Humans
Soulmates?
Soulmates. Have you ever believed in such a thing? But not just when it comes to relationships. A friend soulmate. That one person who you lean on for support, laughter, to grow and build with, and you just click with the right way. You help balance each others lows, highs and mediums. Someone you have no sexual or physical ties to but you just enjoy their company. And when you're down, they help bring you up. I've been lucky enough to find my friend soulmate. When times got hard, she was right there to tell me it'll be okay, things will get better, and always found ways to try to help me out. If I was about to take a test or do something new she always made sure to tell me "you got this, don't worry, I believe in you." She makes sure I know that if I ever feel down or anxious to just call her and she will talk to me as long as I need.
By Zandrianna9 years ago in Humans
6
She is 9 years old. I am 3 years old. She is very pretty. She is a princess. I am not a princess because I am a boy. She is the prettiest girl in the world.
By Durmot L Jelfs9 years ago in Humans
In the Darkness: Part 2
Abigail was the first to step into the carriage with the aim of Azazel’s hand. It was worn from hard work, but gentle and warm. The feeling of his hand lingered on her skin; telling her a story of the man before her. He had worked for his wealth and worked hard. A quality she greatly admired. All of the men who attempted to swoon her heart were all born into their wealth. Suckling at the teat of their father’s hard earned money or worse... at the suffering of workers underpaid in hellish conditions. How she hoped that is not how he earned his living now. Her sister sitting beside her jarred her from her questioning thoughts. She glanced at the woman with a touch of annoyance. Why did she always have to meddle?
By May Fox9 years ago in Humans
Heartbreak and Healing
Do you ever believe two people are written in the stars? That them coming together was fate or destiny? Well this is my story.
By Karly smith9 years ago in Humans
Under the Oak Tree Near the River
Late October in my little town in the countryside of Montana, the water ripples as a chilly breeze flows through the beautifully coloured Autumn leaves. I lay on the grass under the pine tree near the river with my arms folded behind my head, why do I feel an uneasiness in my chest; a loneliness I can’t seem to shake off.
By Montana Venne9 years ago in Humans
Wisteria
Life is too short to not see the beauty in things, too short to allow something deemed as "ugly" to go completely ignored or abandoned. Living by this taught me to appreciate the good in the bad, no matter how hard it can be to do so. I was able to be patient with people, to try to know them before judging them too harshly. I had to weed out the bad qualities and find the good ones in order to do this.
By Aquarian959 years ago in Humans
Push or Pull
You brush shoulders with someone as you pass each other in the street. You have no idea who that person is or where they have been and you cannot possibly know what is going on in their head. They are fighting a battle you know nothing about.
By Kali Ace9 years ago in Humans
The Curse of Subjectivity
I am no stranger to people walking out of my life. In my twenty-two years, I’ve lost countless individuals, and those who used to be significant have become distant memories. As they leave, I find myself obsessing over why they left. What did I do wrong? What stories will they tell about me as their life progresses? No matter how much I fixate on it I will never know. Subjective experience is tricky like that.
By Edyn Schwartz9 years ago in Humans
Behind Open Doors
Polyamory, it's everywhere these days. With thanks to television shows such as Sister Wives, the concept of an open marriage is everywhere. Granted the stars of the television show are "married", polyamory is a form of practice similar to that of the Brown family.
By Tara Roberts9 years ago in Humans