Your Little Space Novels & Stories

“That’s perfect!” Ellen said, “I’m going to find a place to move in. I saw a small studio, rent onl $1,000. It’s a bit far, but let’s go see it.” “How big?” She hesitated. “Five square meters…” In Elaris, space was precious. Without the settlement money in hand, she couldn’t spend freely. Ella shook her head. “Ellen, that’s too small. You can live there, but what about Nina? Let’s keep looking.”

Let's go" He ordered and I stood up. "When we come face to face with people, I expect you to compose yourself. Your name is Lauren Dennis, you're a software engineer from a prestigious yet unknown family and you schooled in Hamilton University. You lived a sheltered life. Your hobbies are reading, writing and violin practice. Are we clear?

Kiara’s POV The first thing that flashed in my mind when my eyes opened was that this wasn’t home. I was in a thin, narrow bed that was just enough to fit me. It was dim, the room so small and stuffy that I felt immediately claustrophobic. My head was banging like crazy and it worsened when I tried to sit up. My mind was a bit foggy but I was conscious enough to know I was in a strange place and probably in some sort of danger. I did my best to clear the cobwebs from my head and blinked at the simple, cluttered room I was in.

It had wires connected to speakers and a DVD. Toys scattered around the living space and it carried a homely feel with plants and books laying about. There was a kitchen to the left and three sturdy looking doors to the right. Seems like the tenants get to share the living room and kitchen, that's cute. “Sorry about the mess. My 3 year old, Lily, likes to play about” Celine ushered us in, and went ahead to pick up and arrange the toys in a small basket next to the door labeled “A”.

Now I work from home, but I can't spend hours in front of a laptop, someone else needs me. My apartment, which I have redecorated with the help of Grace and Mom, fits my needs. It's all my little one and I need, by the way, it's time to give him his food. He sleeps a lot, and he's only a month old. I head to his room. It is small, but enough for a crib, toys, closet and more to fit without problem. The blue of hot springs is the color of the four walls, there are drawings that Dominic, as a good artist, was enthusiastic about making them.

Aya was making me crazy, and last night, I almost lost myself, wanting to kiss her. Last night, as I brought Katie to her bed, I could not help noticing how small their place was. It was a decent apartment, with two bedrooms and a shared bathroom upstairs. Aya and her daughter had to share a queen-sized bed, leaving very little space in the room. Where would Katie play? Or study?

The foundation was laced with secret passages, half-finished tunnels, and power-dampening walls. They set up base beneath the original observation dome — now overgrown with vines and shielded from detection. Carl dropped a heavy duffel on the floor. “We’ve got enough equipment to tap the central comms system. We can broadcast if we need to.” Ophelia didn’t respond. She was scanning the map — tracing routes toward a mysterious, heavily-guarded chamber labeled “S3-X.” “What’s that?” Lilith asked, leaning in. Carl frowned. “That’s… not on any of the official layouts.”

Liam⁠ nodded. “Start small.” Ava looked at him. ⁠“I don’t even know what exactly yet.” Liam shr‌ugge‍d. ‌ “You’ll figure it out.” A paus⁠e. Then added— ‍“You always do.” That made Ava look away a little, almost shy. Then she‍ said— ‍“I was thinki⁠ng⁠ maybe somethi‍ng like… a space for kids. Or‌ learnin‌g. Or something simple.”

As I looked around, I noticed the closet space, the dresser drawers, and the small desk in the corner, trying to get a sense of how we would coexist in this small space. It wasn't as big as my previous room, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I had been bracing myself for something much smaller and more Spartan, so this room felt like a compromise. The space was cozy, and the decorations added a touch of warmth, making it feel somewhat welcoming. I began to unpack my belongings, trying to make the space feel more like my own. As I put my clothes away in the dresser and hung up a few personal items, I couldn't help but think about the person I would be sharing the room with. What

It is not that hard to adjust after all. By the end of the day, we finished our hospital tour and all of us went back to each of our apartment. Liz and I were neighbors as well. It is a small space, like perhaps 300 square feet, but you got your own personal area. A bathroom, a little kitchen, tiny living room with your bed, a bedside table--- it is like living in a dorm privately. It is not that much, but it is enough. I am pleased to know that we could decorate this room according to our liking. I have several plans on how I could maximize my space. However, knowing that I would just be staying here for 6 months and have to move out in a different flat, I will not do any hard works on my i