Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • With a doomed ability of predicting the future, M. spent much energy trying to control her thoughts. Revelations often indicated something unpleasant was about to take place, distracting her from dreary daily routines into great intensity, attempting to avoid ordeals.

    While most of her friends enjoyed huge egos M. was garnered an undesired über intuition. Narratives would arrive at her door seeking direction. She despised the need to define when half-truths turned into lies.

    Instincts enabled her to direct her own dreams. Every so often, when dreaming in German, a pocket sized English-German dictionary came in handy.

    A built-in burden of perception, her gift did not prevent her from clicking ‘send’ on an email she would deeply regret for weeks to come. As a result, her dreams were confiscated, at least until the end of June, stated the note left under her pillow.
    • Share

    Connected stories:


Collections let you gather your favorite stories into shareable groups.

To collect stories, please become a Citizen.

    Copy and paste this embed code into your web page:

    px wide
    px tall
    Send this story to a friend:
    Would you like to send another?

      To retell stories, please .

        Sprouting stories lets you respond with a story of your own — like telling stories ’round a campfire.

        To sprout stories, please .

            Better browser, please.

            To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.