Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Anna Savastano and was part of our 2018 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. It’s 11 o’clock on a cool spring evening. I just left my neighborhood bar, where I got into an altercation with the leader of a crew of merry thugs who…
This story is by Anna Savastano and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Dwight’s cell chirped for the third consecutive time. Someone was desperate to get a hold of him. He pulled his jeep to the curbside to study his messages. Hans Gunter: Fire…
This story is by Anna Savastano and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Dwight’s cell chirped for the third consecutive time. Someone was desperate to get a hold of him. He pulled his jeep to the curbside to study his messages. Hans Gunter: Fire…
This story is by Anna Savastano and was part of our 2017 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. ”Ugh, what the hell,” I shouted out when I tumbled to the ground and became the recipient of a large mocha colored hot beverage. The smell of wet dirt mixed with…
This story is by Anna Savastano and was part of our 2017 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the Summer Writing Contest stories here. The shrill of police sirens come to a stop outside my Commander, Carter Doyle’s home. At my feet lies his lifeless body. A pool of blood surrounds the dead man’s…
This story is by Anna Savastano and was part of our 2017 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the Spring Writing Contest stories here. Minutes before the alarm clock strikes five, a dissonance of snorting gurgles invades my dreams. Like a fear-stricken animal, I, Trisha James, spring upright in my bed and scour the room…
This story is by Anna Savastano and was part of our 2016 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the Winter Writing Contest stories here. Timmy Wilkins wondered away from the camp site, where his parents were hard at work setting up their tent. His plan was to scare them a little. They dragged him…
