Ana M

“The Anomaly” by Ana M

Dr. Dag Johnson stood in the living room of what was once his home. Everything looked the same, yet nothing was. He felt the beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. Wiping them away with his hand, he sat down on a chair.Just this morning, his world seemed so ordinary. He headed to work at the Center for Physical Examinations, kissed Mary goodbye, and dropped off Jack at school. Their black cat, Merlin, with one eye blind, sat on the windowsill, keeping an eye on him w...

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“Moon's Son” by Ana M

On a full moon night, Moon's Son descended among humans. It had always been his desire to experience human life. That's why he was locked in a tower of moonstone, carefully guarded until he gained understanding. However, tonight the guards were careless. He slipped away, landing on Earth with the moon's dust.The albino guy walked, avoiding the moonlight so that the moon guards couldn't find him. The strong city smell stung at him. He stumbled upon a crowd and practically ...

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“The Serial Cheater” by Ana M

Jenna stood at the door of her grandmother's house in the village, which had become hers after her grandmother's passing. She took a deep breath. She had gone far away from everyone. Back to the past. Starting over. All she needed was to recall old dreams and figure out when everything went downhill. Jenna settled into the worn-out...

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“Polar Night Dance” by Ana M

It's been my second year on Svalbard, and this marks my second polar night. I love the darkness enveloping me; it makes me feel closer to my essence. When the sun shines, I'm exposed to the gaze of others, and it's not pleasant. But now, here, far from everyone, I feel like I can finally breathe. Especially when the enduring night falls, every vein in my body seems to relax.

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“Mastering the New Year's Resolutions” by Ana M

Submitted to Contest #231

Today is the last day of the old year. I got up early and made a larger cup of coffee. I opened my journal and took out a pink pen. My intention is to write the New Year's resolutions. If for nothing else, so that at the end of next year, I can see all the things I haven't managed to accomplish. And all that, if I endure yet another year, which, by the way, has an additional day than the one passing.

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“The Name” by Ana M

Submitted to Contest #230

In the air, the scent of September hung over a small European village at the beginning of the fourth decade of the twentieth century. Ray was in the church, holding his tiny niece, barely a month old, in his arms. It was her christening, and he had the honor of being her godfather and choosing her name. Although he had been confident in his choice just moments ago, now, looking into the baby's blue eyes, he was questioning his decision.The priest was busy with ...

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