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Possibly a prelude to a novel or something. I'm not sure how good it really is, but I'd love if you read it! It's a deadly-encounter type of story between man and beast, that could branch into something later.
By R Anonymous
Fair Mother, fair Father, two of a kind. Lost in their worlds; a quickened demise.
Just a short writing about how my complex feelings. Hope at least someone reads it.
By Jack Bradley
A short story about a girl in a car wreck.
Short Story | Updated Jan 29, 2015 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short story competition.
Contests | Updated Jan 29, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a short story about a young African American male in the late 1960's during drafted into the Vietnam war. Decisions that he made throughout the story effected his life, as well as, many others.
This story is about a married Indian woman who is going to see big changes in her life....something that can change he life forever.
Short Story | Updated Jan 29, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The life of a really tall guy, but like really, really tall.
By Emily Beale
Fast forward to a future where chips are implanted in the brain at birth, controlling everything in society, from crime prevention, to sending out your pre-written 'Last Word Letters' to your loved ones. When Taylor's secret ridden letters are sent out, two options are presented: return to the...
I wrote a short, two page story of Chris Kyle, the true American sniper.
Short Story | Updated Jan 26, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By R Anonymous
Taylor couldn't have a better life. Two loving parents, a furry companion, and a peaceful neighborhood. What could possibly ruin her happy life?
By Robert Kasch
My first short love poem. A love poem for science nerds :) hope you like it
Lipstick, a fish, lives in a fish bowl. And then, everything changes.
"A Fish Called Lipstick" is partly autobiographical, a whimsical look at my own personal growth.
Lipstick is named after the late Lipstick, a fish my nieces once had.
This is the very first version of a short story I wrote a few years ago about a little girl who has a rather maturely horrifying nightmare.