Short Stories
Please Don't Go - June 5, 2011
Sarah looked at the boy standing in front of her, who happened to be her current boyfriend of five months. Today was their five month anniversary. She choked back a tear that threatened to fall from her weakening eyes. She was crushed, emotionally and physically. She looked behind her shoulder,...
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The Book of Life - June 4, 2011
THE BOOK OF LIFE
He ran through the remains of the old ones. He breathed in the aroma of centuries past as he sprinted through the broken concrete cages of his father’s ancestors. The roads appeared diseased to him with its various black boils and scars leading to tunnels of filth and stench....
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King - June 3, 2011
I was the king; the ruler; the master of it all. I was the one who they all feared, but now I am lower than ever. I am lower than the snakes which feed off the rats. Lower than the rats feeding off the food substance called cheese, which is as unappealing as the rodents themselves, I am even lower...
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No need for a title - June 2, 2011
im 16 and i have a good idea for a book but ive never really written anything more then a few paragraph short story, so i guess if you have feedback, tips, critics on what ive written so far thatd be cool if you could help me out
There was nothing left of her but a body, cold and lifeless,...
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Dark - May 29, 2011
I've been traveling this road for quite some time now. When will they realize what this is? I've spent my days searching for a sign, a clue, that they notice that so much is wrong with me. You'd think my parents would notice me giving my dinner to the dog every night, or...
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King's Right Hand - May 25, 2011
We’re standing at the very top of the valley. Down below is where the fire is raging. It’s not just the buildings all lit up with licking flames, it’s the people as well. I can see one or two out there, probably screaming from the hot chaos. Fire…it started so easy, with a click of a...
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I Highly Encourage You to Read This - May 25, 2011
What are we doing? What are we searching for? What is God's plan for my life? I used to be someone I can't say I'm proud of. I used to cuss like a sailor, I was a cutter, I hated myself and I took the name of the Lord in vain which is my biggest regret. I didn't care...
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Mahesh Varma Stories - May 20, 2011
I am Mahesh, I have the habit of making strangers as friends, even in my office some time I like to go for tea breaks in cafeteria all alone, if I see some one sitting alone be it any one,I have the habit of making friends…I got the best buddies out of this strangers…every one will think why these...
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The Girl and the Ocean - May 18, 2011
As she gently walks into the ocean, she feels the cool rush of water brushing over her feet. Sending shivers through her body, starting at the base of her soles, coarse and rugged from walking. Up her legs, soft and unbroken, perfectly contrasting the rough waters of the sea. Then to her hips, up...
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Mr. Linden's Library - May 14, 2011
I did this story when I was 11 in the 6h grade it was an assignment.. we had to write a short scary/creepy/freaky story.. Hope you like it!
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The first chapter! Feedback? :) - May 14, 2011
The woods stood overbearingly on either side of me, two identical seas of towering oaks and mangled limbs. The lower branches were thin and scraggily, reminding me of claws and talons. I had an unexplainable urge to cover my face with my hands, to shield myself from them. In that moment, staring up...
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This is Me - May 13, 2011
My name is Mary. I'm fourteen-years-old. My life is a neverending spiral of ups and downs. Imagine living a lie. Imagine plastering a false smile to your lips that could lighten up your face, not to mention an entire room, but inside, you feel as though you're ready to just...
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Nonage - May 13, 2011
I may have been a jealous child.
When you were born, Mom replaced me-on-her-hip for you-on-her-breast. That killed me…because you were a selfish, little baby. I remember, vividly, hearing mom curse at you because you drank from her so often and so often you sucked her dry. You didn’t even seem to...
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Ski Trip Part 1 - May 10, 2011
It was an ordinary day in my life. As I strolled down the ski hill which was now, as usual, carpeted in snow, with a deep, dark green pine trees filing up and down the ski-marked slope that winded down the hill, a tangled snake amongst the ever lasting forest. I blew my long, dark bangs...
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The Real and the *real* - May 6, 2011
She was wearing a black grey sliding dress that made her feel as if she was covered solidly and implacably in wolf fur. Animal, her cold brown fur hung over in slivers down high cheek bones and bone thin lips. Her heart ticked gently in her chest, like a bouncing ball a hand pushed against. She was...
