I Have Written a Short Story

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    Ok this is the other half.

    She nods and writes something down on a pad. “Ok, now we need to know one thing. Why did you do this?” “Do, what? I dont know what you're talking bout’.” I said in my sweetest voice. She stares at me. I guess still waiting for my ancer; that will never come. I sit...
    XFallinAngelX XFallinAngelX
    16-17, F
    Apr 3, 2014

    Behind Those Green

    Eyes-(llovelyfallenangell) March 6th, 2014. Green eyes the colour of emeralds, astonishing you after every blink. Her long brown hair fell in soft curls around her waist, bouncing with every step. Her name was Eleanor. Eleanor is a nine- year old girl who lived with her...
    llovelyfallenangell llovelyfallenangell
    18-21, F
    Mar 19, 2014


    Her breathing quickened, in synch with her heart. After all this time, the moment was here. he was standing before her, all 6ft 1 of him with those strong arms and knowing look. she couldn't drag her eyes away from his mouth, he cupped her right cheek softly, instantly her senses...
    FromTheHeartOfaWoman FromTheHeartOfaWoman
    22-25, F
    3 Responses May 16, 2009

    A Story

        pain   as a young adult wakes up after working his usual 8 hours closing shift . he wakes up. he takes his happy pill . the one that the doctors say is the only thing they can do for him . no pain meds . no morphine , nothing .  he strungles to get out...
    deleted deleted
    Sep 9, 2009

    Black Hole

      This is about the thoughts of an astronaut who is falling into a Black Hole. It's inspired by a dream I recently had, so if it sounds weirdly psychedelic, you know why. ;) --- No, no, no. It was impossible. This could not be happening. Under the dark visor, Dale Morrison...
    HereticSafiya HereticSafiya
    22-25, F
    8 Responses Mar 13, 2011

    Here A One Sentence Short Story.

    You are glowing light.
    mother1983 mother1983
    31-35, F
    3 Responses May 18, 2011


    she was sitting at the edge of her bed. the children outside were laughing and screeching with excitement, she had never been a part of that. her pink walls were what she was used to, the noises of the flat was her world. she was watching a movie she had seen over and over the...
    FromTheHeartOfaWoman FromTheHeartOfaWoman
    22-25, F
    5 Responses May 16, 2009


    I have written 3 short stories if you would like to read them I have them on a website so message me for the link the stories are- "The Numbing Pain" "The Forced Silence" "The Drive By"
    ItsJustBryce ItsJustBryce
    16-17, M
    1 Response Aug 1, 2013

    50 Word Short Story

    In high school we were given the task to write a 50 short story for homework. I was sitting with my friends and we were making jokes about sandwiches as you do so I decided to write one just for fun then write another later. it went something like The park I saw a guy once, he...
    baconrind baconrind
    26-30, M
    1 Response Jun 13, 2013

    A Short Thriller

    A couple spends holidays in the countryside. They rented an old cottage. Exploring the attic, they found a coffer. Inside a metal box. They open the box. It contains an old parchment with a plan ... is it a treasure? NO, its not! its a key. They explore the attic some more when...
    Carmelracoon Carmelracoon
    16-17, F
    1 Response Jan 18, 2013

    The Old Man

    By John Feltes So dark in the house, Riddled with objects of Antiquity. A life time of collecting memories but no one left to share with. The stacks of old newspapers lining the room like giant monoliths. In the dark one can only imagine all the years of collecting. Not one...
    jfeltes jfeltes
    26-30, M
    May 22, 2010

    The Carpenter

    He beholds the chair. Its naked frame and splintered edges. He carefully draws forth the select materials and fashions his embroidery. He sands the edges and stabilizes the legs. He paints the skin and leaves it to dry. Returning later he finds the chair a wreck. A leak in the...
    sharpbrian60 sharpbrian60
    18-21, M
    Dec 17, 2011


    The alleyway was dark and secluded. The night sky was littered with stars and the moon illuminated our way into the alley. Our footsteps made no sound as we neared our usual place. The buildings on either side were unoccupied and had a haunted look about them. The windows were...
    DarkAngel123 DarkAngel123
    18-21, F
    2 Responses Jul 11, 2010


    she had waited so long to meet him, for te moment she could look him in they eye and repeat every word that seemed to scream inside whenever they had contact. was she going mad? she had felt to confused recently about her feelings that she thought she'd self destruct. every...
    FromTheHeartOfaWoman FromTheHeartOfaWoman
    22-25, F
    1 Response Jun 20, 2009

    “She killed me at the Scrabble

    board…” Mama Jane is a Scrabble player. Well she used to play Scrabble when she was younger, nowadays she doesn’t do much of anything. It is surprising her skill at Scrabble. Don’t know too much about her English grades in school. Mama Jane is also not a reader...
    dustypork dustypork
    31-35, F
    Jul 5, 2014

    Too Blind To See It all began

    when we were 4th year students. My best friend David had a hidden crush on me. I never knew of, and that soon turned into love. I never felt anything like he did. Neither did I feel that he loved me. I continued living as Jessa, his best friend. Until one cool afternoon, along...
    ImAlivingParadox ImAlivingParadox
    22-25, F
    Feb 12, 2015

    I Love My Supporter

    I've been a gainer for almost three months because of some very special friends and another amazing gainer. Without him I wouldn't be telling this "story" and all I have to say is.....THANK YOU JAMES!!! LOVE YOU!!
    DevilhunterCiri101 DevilhunterCiri101
    16-17, F
    2 Responses Jul 17, 2011

    Our Night

    she checked her clock on her phone for the third time in the last minute. she couldn't sit still. was she really going to do this? she thought. meet a practical stranger in the early hours of the morning? This wasn't like her at all, she was usually so sensible and thought before...
    FromTheHeartOfaWoman FromTheHeartOfaWoman
    22-25, F
    2 Responses May 16, 2009

    The Morning The Line Was Considered.

    When I see her my heart always jumps into my throat, just a little. It is amazing how, despite all of the years and experiences that have happened since we were together, she still has a noticable affect on me. With but a quick glance it floods back, if only for a second...
    spark19 spark19
    36-40, M
    Aug 8, 2010

    I am not a professional writer,

    but i have written about the fantasy of girl dominating a boy during s*x.If anyone interested to read that can message me.
    saransh05 saransh05
    18-21, M
    Jan 9


                Lost Without My Dream Dreamy’s giggle echoed through the summer night breeze. “HIGHER MOMMY! HIGHER!” She squealed as I pushed her higher on the backyard swing of my mother’s house. If only her father could be here to see this. I looked to the heavens...
    WiltingBlossom WiltingBlossom
    18-21, F
    5 Responses Jan 5, 2011

    She glanced into those dark cold eyes.

    She now knew that those eyes, once so beautiful and tender, we're now owned by an animal. A beast. One that meant no good to her. She grasped her pocket knife in her left hand, getting ready to pierce the hard, hollow skull that belonged to the rare and inhuman animal that stood...
    Michael2399 Michael2399
    18-21, M
    May 20, 2014

    "Sweet Potato and her friend Cockroach from

    Hell" There was once in this horrible sick and sad world a beautiful shapeless-shaped sweet potato who had rosy cheeks and a sweet diabetic-coma-inducing soul, it was so sweet that it was believed that it came from ambrosia... but the enviroment in which Sweet Potato was in was...
    oneiric13 oneiric13
    26-30, M
    2 Responses Feb 3

    I'll tell you a story about jackanory

    and now my story's begun. I'll tell you another about Jack and his brother and now my story is done!
    picklebobble picklebobble
    51-55, M
    Feb 12, 2015

    Never Gone

    The little blonde girl tugged at her mother’s dress, pouting her small, pink lips at her. Her mother smiled and gave her the slightest of nods. The girl grinned broadly and ran towards the stream, throwing her arms out and enjoying the feel of the wind on her face and hair...
    DarkAngel123 DarkAngel123
    18-21, F
    3 Responses Jan 6, 2011

    Will this is a start plz tell me what you think.

    And this is a first half of the start the go to my page and get the other half. “Samantha, Samantha are you listening to me? Samantha!” Miss.Kerry said with iration in her voice that made me grin. “What, you're askin me the stupidest questions. You know i’m female...
    XFallinAngelX XFallinAngelX
    16-17, F
    Apr 3, 2014


    They said I was crazy. They said I was dangerous. They said I was a murderer. And you know what? They’re right. I am crazy and dangerous. And I did kill someone. Actually I’ve killed three. My mother, a girl next door and a nurse. At least, that’s what they...
    DarkAngel123 DarkAngel123
    18-21, F
    3 Responses May 28, 2010

    Stockholm Syndrome

    She opened her eyes to darkness. Cold, pitch-black darkness that stretched on and on, and no matter how much she strained to see, it seemed to envelop everything around her.   She drew up her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around herself. She couldn’t tell if she was...
    DarkAngel123 DarkAngel123
    18-21, F
    15 Responses Jan 13, 2011

    Hidden. Part Two.

    George stared at himself in the mirror. A white mask covered his face, showing only his eyes and the outline of his facial features. When he moved his lips, the lips of the mask also moved. He tried to pull the mask off his face but it wouldn't come off. It was like the mask was...
    PennyForYourThoughts PennyForYourThoughts
    18-21, F
    Nov 21, 2012

    I Wrote This Story For A Competion Last Year

    I wrote this short story for a competition that my year 8 English class was required to enter last year. We had a picture that had to be somehow in the story, either as a scene or theme. It was the charcoal painting mentioned. I hope you enjoy it! Also any criticism is welcomed...
    11rambles11 11rambles11
    13-15, F
    Jul 19, 2011

    Once Upon A Time

    In a solemn ,wind swept town sat a old man on his porch in a chair carve from his hands with deft skill and master craftsmanship. In that mans hand the man held but 2 things, A piece of scrap cherry wood a thick stick some might say, ******** of all its bark having a knot at the...
    azuleslight azuleslight
    31-35, M
    1 Response Mar 14, 2013

    Sad Love Story

    I will talk in this story about the love that will be always sadIn my heart. At the beginning of year 2009 I was sitting in the university on my own then young man came  and asked to sit next to me and talk to me  .Since that day we became friends and that was...
    ahlem1 ahlem1
    1 Response May 21, 2012


    For some people, happiness is an illusion. They think they've found it, they stretch their arms towards it, but it slips away from their fingers like sand. If you ask these people what their happiest memory is, they'd be completely blank. For them, happiness is simply a word...
    DarkAngel123 DarkAngel123
    18-21, F
    15 Responses Jul 4, 2010

    A Place Far Away From Home

    She tore away from the front door, her flip flops smashed down the stairs as she ran, ran away for the first time ever. Maybe she did leave unprepared, but she could go back right?She passed a couple of streets over from her neighborhood before she realized she made it out of the...
    WiltingBlossom WiltingBlossom
    18-21, F
    3 Responses Jan 8, 2011


    A young boy of 15 walks the deathly trail to make himself him. Lost and wondering, looking over the model village from the clouds, he strolls home after another tiring day of hell. The God looks straight towards him, pokes and speaks, though he will not listen. Three years...
    XanthiaJo XanthiaJo
    22-25, F
    Apr 25, 2010

    To Days Till Dawn

    Agh!,were the hell am i" Man-U are locked up were u belong what did i do!" Man-Your crazy and need help "What happend who are u were am i" man-calm down,your friend will be here soon "Luna?" Man-glad to see u reamber something (Exploseve goes off)
    Titan428 Titan428
    16-17, F
    Apr 20, 2013

    Restaurants And Dreams

    I dedicate this story to Gwenyth, the girl who inspired me to write this.. :) Jacob crawled along the top of the speeding train as exhaust flooded his face. The smell of smoke embedded itself into his nose. He opened the latch to the inside, but first he stood up...
    deleted deleted
    Apr 19, 2011

    The Euphemism "Don't use

    that word!" "You mean darn it?" "That's it. Shame on you. Do you know what that word is?" I scratched my head. "A euphemism." "That's right. A euphemism is the exact same thing as swearing. In fact, if you're going to say that word you might as well use the word that it stands...
    depressedrecluse777 depressedrecluse777
    41-45, F
    Mar 3

    March 19th, 2014. Kevin,

    it is exactly a year since that day you first met and talked to me. That was when I started breaking down. We kinda met at the wrong time. It was hard to not tell you what was wrong. Two days before was the Variety night, the day I felt like I was losing my main best friend at...
    llovelyfallenangell llovelyfallenangell
    18-21, F
    Mar 19, 2014

    Hidden. Part 1

    George woke up in dark room on a wooden floor. His eyes took a while to focus, but when they did he realised he was in his own bedroom, only it wasn't the same. It felt eerie, it was freezing cold and the windows had been boarded up. George pushed himself up on to his feet and...
    PennyForYourThoughts PennyForYourThoughts
    18-21, F
    2 Responses Nov 14, 2012
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