Last Fall Novels & Stories

Monday. The day that officially makes people tired before they even set out for the day. There certainly are people who take Monday's seriously—but unsparingly, students hope for this day to vanish from the calendar. Yes, the ones who are going to graduate by the next year—too. Autumn season has finally left the premises and the air has become colder than yesterday. Winter is knocking on the door—along with the monthly tests. But Roy was very happy inside, as he made way to his first class with Ken and Monroe bickering nonstop to his left.

Ten Years Ago - Age Eighteen Less than a month into the first semester of college and it was possible I might have to drop out. I watched the leaves just beginning to change from my bedroom window. A beautiful death in yellow and orange and red. Some were starting to fall already, as if a prelude to the news we'd received today.

Oh well. I walked down the sidewalk as the sun set on the city, casting various colors of crimson, scarlet, and burnt ombre dancing across the buildings and water across the street and in the trees surrounding the hotel. The smell of pumpkin and fall filled my nostrils as I strode along the pavement, and I inhaled another deep breath. Fall on October 29th in Washington D.C was cold as fuck. It had to be at max 50 degrees. A shiver ran down my spine as a small gust of wind blew along the street and through my hair, but I kept walking straight and tall. Hunching over was fucked-up looking, even if it was for keeping yourself warmer. It made you look like a fucking crippled grandma.

Trixie POV The chatter in the cafeteria buzzed around us as I slid into the lunch table with Jerica, Abby, and Janet. The usual hum of cliques and gossip filled the air, but our little circle was focused on something else—fall break plans. “Okay, so fall break’s coming up in October,” Abby said, biting into her apple. “It’s like a whole week off. Anyone have ideas on what we should do?” Janet shrugged. “We could do the usual—movie marathons, bonfires, pumpkin picking?”

She closed the door behind them as they went and sat down. Winona looked around. “How about this? I don’t have my whole team here right now. I wanted to see what, if anything, was happening.” She looked at her calendar. “We can come back in October when it’s cooler, and they are all on fall break. How does that sound?” “When’s that?” “Fall break happens the same weekend as Columbus day. They get a very long weekend plus their day of no classes. That should be enough time.” She looked at Stephanie.

SSHS 97 The school was now feeling the totality of the autumn season. The whole place was full of orange and yellow palettes” the leaves on the trees were slowly falling as the wind blows to them, creating a pile of fallen leaves for the students to play around, the pumpkin spice latte was now the new trend, pumpkin pies can be smelled in all eateries and cafes both inside and outside of the school grounds. The students were now wearing their jackets, sweaters and anything that could make them feel warm again, it was cold to the point of their breath turning to a fog when they let out one. Some played with it, feeling the fun of it as they all made fun jokes and things to it: some were imagi

It was the end of the semester. Layla insisted we make it a day. One last lighthearted memory before our final years. wrapped in soft knits and long coats—hers a cinnamon-brown trench with a scarf too big for her neck, mine a cream sweater tucked into high-waisted jeans, boots brushing fallen leaves every time I crossed my legs. Autumn made everything softer and prettier. I glanced at Layla, scarf wrapped around her neck, cheeks rosy from the cold. “So… you said this was ‘just a chill walk and some coffee,’ but I swear you’ve been planning some over-the-top stuff, haven’t you?”

** A New Chapter** With the quiet chill of late autumn settling into Port Haven, Lillian and Nicholas found themselves in a reflective mood. The days were getting shorter, and there was a peaceful calm in the air as their garden prepared for its winter slumber. The months had passed swiftly, each season bringing its own beauty, growth, and challenges, but this time of year always felt like a reminder to pause and appreciate how far they’d come.

In order to save money, he chose to sleep in the stairwell at night. He happened to overhear Mia's phone call and filmed it out of curiosity. I felt incredibly grateful that he sent me the video. However, I was genuinely surprised that he sounded more earnest than I was. "I should be thanking you instead, Ms. Hoffman. When I couldn't afford my son's hospital bills, I was at my wits' end. That nurse, Mia, even made fun of us because we were from the countryside. She told us we shouldn't be at the hospital if we couldn't afford it.

She clutched her stomach protectively, feeling the presence of a life growing within her. One Month Later Over the course of the past month, Lena's well-being suffered greatly due to the agonizing separation she experienced. Tears became a constant companion, and she sought solace in visits to Chinatown, where she could breathe in the familiar presence of her mother and sister. The toll on her overall health, as well as that of her unborn child, was so obvious. Deeply wounded and filled with a profound sense of confusion, Lena found herself questioning the cause of the end of her once loving relationship with Jayden.