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By Ally Shark
This is another story I wrote dusting my Literature class. The first paragraph was the prompt my teacher gave me. (He thinks up some weird things, that's for sure. They're fun, though.) I only had about fifteen minutes to write this, and I didn't want my story to be similar to everyone else's,...
Short Story | Updated May 26, 2015 | Reads: 48 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 5
If you asked me in the moment I would have taken it back. But ask me now and it's one of the best mistakes I've ever had.
By Alison Ann
Ellie Deenâ€™s a struggling student studying at a secondary school full of cruel kids and judgmental adults alike. Every dayâ€™s as horrendous as the last and when Ellieâ€™s pushed to the brink does Jax appear, her Demon.
Jax presents Ellie to a deadly world inside the one she...
Bob is on his way home, but when he meets a strange man at the airport, his life is never the same again.
By Master Papers
In the mid-eighties, snow-thrower manufacturing firm Toro, launched a promotion where purchasers of snow blower could refund a part of their purchase in the event that the next winter was characterized by modest snowfalls. The amount of money that was refunded was related to the amounts of...
By Scarlett Love
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This was the first poem I wrote and I hope y'all like it. It was previously published on my old account VampireCigk but I lost my login information and had to start again.
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
How I feel. | down there
By Intel Ryder
This is an entry for Sparrow01's contest.
The story is written in the second person pov, it's my firt time writing one so I hope you like it.
Short Story | Updated Aug 31, 2014 | Reads: 49 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Hard life growing up bearly noticed by anybody never fitted in. But being happy through all that is the key to doors you never thought you could open.
Poetry | Updated Aug 30, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
â€œTell me what this is,â€ Jaco demanded, holding the key out upon his flat palm.
â€œI canâ€™t...I canâ€™tâ€¦â€ I struggled against the force of my body. I felt my body beginning to grow faint, and if I refused much longer, Iâ€™d die. I fell to my knees in...
By Jack Dragonblood
This includes the list of participants (Chapter 1), the scoring key (Chapter 2), and the results of the "Summer Nights" contest (which will be posted as soon as possible). Thank you to all who participated!
By Lady Deva
A poem about the deity Yog-Sothoth.