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By Jack De Saram
This is the story of three flatmates who one Friday night collectively buy a pile of scratch cards and win Â£25,000. The celebrations are halted when they discover they can't claim the cash prize till Monday. A weekend of paranoia, accusations and betrayal ensues as the idea of splitting the...
By Joe Kennedy
What is that at the foot of your bed?
Short Story | Updated Feb 11, 2015 | Reads: 48 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Frankie Frost
Your nose is itchy? Scratch it!
Your neck is itchy? Scratch that too!
Your everything is itchy? ...Better get a wire brush.
By Hell R
It's just a game, tell two short stories and some small cuts will appear. There's no harm in trying it...what could possible go wrong?
Short Story | Updated Jan 13, 2015 | Reads: 56 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Within my mind
They speak all
Late one night, Victoria is walking home when she's attacked by something so terrifying, that her mind instantly suppresses the memory.
She wakes up in hospital to find herself recovering from the attack which the newspapers have claimed to be a wolf.
Plagued by flashes of memories and...
By Daisy Ink
People overact to small things like scracthes on cars.
My nails scratch my skin
I dig my nails into my skin
Rip flesh away AgainAgainAgain
By Alexander Mademochorites
Calling someone crazy, is dismissive.
Maybe the environment, is a little sick.
Want to make a challenging poem and get more reads? This is it! Join me, and burn out a few brain cells! Ha ha ha...
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Bertie does not want to marry his cousin Marjorie...things change for the worse when Marjorie learns Bertie is not interested in marriage
Short Story | Updated Jan 4, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Ayla Daniels
Sometimes your enemy is also your best friend
This is about Physical Uticaria/Dermatographic Uticaria.
By Andrew Campbell
Sometimes it's the little things that scare the hell out of us.
Short Story | Updated May 17, 2012 | Reads: 74 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Shabop Shalom
She died a hundred times...