The whole ocean in you

This story is by Kostiantyn Kyrpach and was part of our 2018 Spring Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. The sun has long gone, only a small lamp burned on a table dimly illuminating a room. An old house is by the ocean. The house made of stone is the only shelter for him now. “It will be painless for you,” he whispered, stroking her hair with his strong hand, “I hope everything will turn out, and everything will be fine with you …” He closed his eyes. His breat

The Club

This story is by Kostiantyn Kyrpach and was part of our 2017 Winter Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. “How much time do I have?” I thought and injected myself with a lethal dose of poison. In a minute I’ll fall asleep, when the second minute ends, I’ll die. The whole plan was this. After my painless suicide, my body will be put in a special cell to keep it very carefully. All this time I am going to be absolutely dead. This is not a thing people usually dream a