Natalie and Seth decided that inviting both sets of parents to dinner at a nice restaurant would be the best way to announce their engagement to them. “They will be less likely to overreact in a public setting,” Seth said. Nat chuckled. “I agree.” “How’s the head today?” he asked, cupping her face with his hands. “It’s days like these that I could forget that I have a terminal brain tumor. Thanks to the pain medications,...

It's hard to believe I'm letting Emma talk me into meeting her for drinks tonight. I've been intentionally distancing myself from her because I don’t want her to know I have cancer. I can't bear to see the look of pity in her eyes. Maybe it's selfish, but I want her to remember the healthy and vibrant me, not some sick and dying woman, just a shadow of my former self. Thankfully, I feel good today. Although I'm starting t...

Joyce and Nate met during their junior year in college. Since then, they became inseparable. They got married on Christmas Day after they graduated, and Joyce got pregnant less than two years later. They had twins, Lauren and Mark, but the delivery was traumatic, Joyce had a massive blood loss and the doctor had to perform a hysterectomy to save her life. The first few years after the babies were born, were difficult for...

Aaron was debating going to the office party. He never went, but maybe this year he should go. He lived alone and often felt lonely. Socializing was just often difficult. He was into weird things and had a hard time not info-dumping on people during conversation. It always hurt when people would be into him, but then realize what it meant when he told them he had autism and then lost interest because they couldn’t handle...

The mirror told her she had beautiful breasts, however she didn't need a mirror to tell her that. Both men and women loved to tease them with tongues and fingers; to lick all over her breast, to wrap soft lips around her nipple and suck, lightly then fiercely, flicking the tip of a tongue or the edge of teeth across the surface, nibbling gently or biting roughly sending shivers of delightful pain through her. Some chose o...

Tears and blood That's what I have  A monster is what I have become Trails of love Of heartache left On the alter gazed By the Gods Cursed to transform  My face begotten  My body unrecognizable Seems I shall remain Frozen in my own Inward path of  Destruction. Through tinted windows Painted with money And carved with hate My lust for self  Knows no humility  No humanity  No reasoning No reckoning  A lost soul Money and po...

Yes, I was dead. At least I was emotionally soul dead to the world. My heart was dead and had no room for myself else much less anyone else. Yes, I ate meals that had no flavor. I took showers to wash a body with no feelings, no sensations. I worked, I slept, I did all the things you do to keep body and soul in the same general vicinity. Mom Davenport tried for all she was worth to help lighten my grief, but in the end, s...

It hurts. My eyes are straining and it is difficult to seewhen the lights are flashing as quickly as they are. The music is pounding, the people are dancing, the drinks are flowing and Kara is puking. Apparently she had one too many. I don’t like clubbing, although I’m not even sure if I earn the right to an opinion since this is my first club experience; but it is on the list and according to Kara we must do everything t...

I lie here in bed tonightMy wife sleeping in my sightQuiet is her breathing nowBreaks the silence of this night. Sometimes I wonder if a past loverWere lying here in your placeI cannot recall all their namesAt times not even their face. But all I see now is youSleeping near me on our bedI don’t know what life would beIf they were here in your sted. We've been through much in marriageTroubles faced through these yearsWe've...

''Hi, Babe I'm home!" John calls as he walks through the door. He slams it hard, and I can tell it didn't go well. I sigh to myself, because I knew this all along. It was so silly to let myself hope. To let us both hope. "I'm in the bedroom," I call out, my voice shaking a little, but not to much. He walks in and he looks at me, sitting on the bed, waiting for the news which I already know. There is no cure. I'm going to...