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By Charles Stulck
A series of diary entries from a lonely aristocrat in the 18th century.
We travel from far distances to inhabit a manâ€™s mind for a few moments at the cafe. This is not a personal picturing but sharing impressions and perspectives of what I could imagine. This took 20 minutes to write. Would love a comment or give a few ideas, thank you very much.
The animals' souls are at stake when their champion engages in a deadly debate to the death.
Short Story | Updated Apr 19, 2015 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ed Ward
After a Jewish man dies in 1996, his Catholic friend in Paris makes an unusual request in 2015.
By Child Of Ziggy
It's for the greater good.
Short Story | Updated Feb 21, 2015 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Never give in, never give up, for your dreams are just figments of reality that if you work hard enough to earn, to achieve glory, wait in open arms for you, don't think just do just remember to be you because in the end when all else is lost you only have your self to be friends with.
By Robbie Scot
The last thing Alejandro expects happens when he goes out picking berries and is kidnapped by a gang of Teletubbies. What they do to him will change his life forever.
A dream I had about a Japanese ritual.
By La Askew
A queen makes a promise, with tragic consequences.
Short Story | Updated Sep 29, 2014 | Reads: 38 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I've noticed the more dark and eerie you get, the more likely people are to read your shit.. kinda concerning, but let's test this theory.
What is a good girl to do when she discovers Satan is her Grandfather. Her mother is the leader of ancient, evil, worldwide cult, and her father is the original Cain. To say it complicates life would be an understatement. Then for icing on the cake you find out you are the only thing standing...
For several months I worked up in Tech Heaven, Silicon Valley, and made a totally brutal commute five days a week. One Friday evening, locked in gridlock in Santa Clara, I was fascinated to observe a young woman in a nearby car using her rear-view mirror to monitor the deft application of...
Poetry | Updated Apr 13, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Baiden Smith had a future. Baiden Smith was going to be a good person, helping the world and all the poor people in it. That was until his math teacher died.
Suddenly Baiden and all people he cares about are plunged into a mystery that may be unsolvable. Follow Baiden as he races against the...
I wrote this in limited time in 7th grade. I realize now that there may be errors, but to maintain its originality I chose not to change it. Hope you enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Oct 13, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
I told myself the dreams weren't real. It's what I wanted to believe. But the dreams and nightmares were real. They soon evolved into visions of sacrificial murders, and I had to face the fact that it was the beginning of a powerful ability. Unfortunately, I wasnâ€™t the only one who knew...