I Like to Write Short Stories

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    Orange2002 Orange2002
    13-15, F
    3 Responses Nov 1, 2015

    I lay beside you, one hand on the side of your

    face, my other arm draped across your body, stroking your abdomen and slowly, methodically into the crease of your leg, across your muscled legs.....back up, all along the side of your body, feeling each hair between my fingers. Your hair is neither coarse nor soft, I am so...
    jeresey jeresey
    56-60, F
    1 Response Mar 20, 2014
    gabby121212 gabby121212
    16-17, F
    Apr 21, 2015

    He looked at the other human whom he admired

    and looked into the lake and was confused.
    jeresey jeresey
    56-60, F
    Mar 13, 2014

    You did not see me for the rose,

    I'm sorry I guess I did not see you either.
    jeresey jeresey
    56-60, F
    1 Response Mar 14, 2014

    The Midnight Affair

    READ THIS FIRST: Be aware that the characters in the story are WINGED (lol yesh, I am obsessed with wings atm). This is Chapter Twelve of the Midnight Affair, by a friend of mine who's name is Alexandrye...
    NekoRose NekoRose
    16-17, F
    2 Responses Jul 6, 2013

    Two Loving People

    Mary Christina McDonald is a tough cop. She busted drug dealers, rapist, serial killers. She has a private side too. She is a lesbian cop. She is still in the closet about her sexuality. She think she will lost her job if she came out of the closet. She is a very beautiful...
    mother1983 mother1983
    31-35, F
    Oct 8, 2008

    And there he was, sweat glistening down his

    face under light of moon and star, pulling himself with all his might to the dwelling of the gods. He climbed, he gnawed, he writhed and contorted over branches, precipices, mountains of ice, ash, dust, and rock. "Cassius!!!!" Thunder broiled like a storm as the thunder God...
    matthewh1786 matthewh1786
    26-30
    Feb 28

    "Did you see Marta's hair today?

    " Jenny asked with a tone of concern. "I saw Marta today, but I didn't notice anything about her hair" I replied, confused as to why she was talking to me about this. Marta was a foreign exchange student that went to the local high school. From Paraguay, I think. Maybe Portugal...
    TheRuncibleSpoon TheRuncibleSpoon
    41-45, F
    May 6, 2014

    My mind is short on knowledge.

    But sometimes I don't regret it. We are never us, but a bunch of input. Input and process, making us all see one thing in unique ways. From original input and processing. Sometimes I don't regret not being beautiful. Input and processing. It seems the less I have the less...
    jeresey jeresey
    56-60, F
    1 Response Mar 13, 2014

    Stories, Poems, Whatnot

    I must have been REALLY bad in my childhood. God punished me by making me a writer. Before you think "Oh, that's crazy", let me explain. Writers are born creative; they are not made. They come into this world with an underlying urge to write and draw. Those are the little ones...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    1 Response Oct 3, 2013

    An Angel Named Chris

    Chris was an angel. He helped a lot of people in need.  He is always kind to people even through some people are not kind to him. He was just walking down a sidewalk. Chris noticed a couple fighting. He went toward them. "Hi there. Why are you fighting? "He is...
    mother1983 mother1983
    31-35, F
    Oct 3, 2008

    My best friend. She goes Diana u are gifted in

    language arts. I go gifted? I hate that class. She goes but when u write your essays and stories. You have a gift in it. U get good grades on them. The way u write. It's really good. And other like my friends Wyatt is social studies and Alina is science. But I was surprised to...
    Diana14R Diana14R
    16-17, F
    Apr 5, 2014

    I stand up for truth.

    I won't compromise the truth for political purposes. I won't tell you a lie so you see me differently. That's just me being me. I stand for something that is true to my heart. Sorry if you don't like me but I won't compromise. It's all about my heart, mind and soul.
    deleted deleted
    26-30
    Jun 30, 2014

    I wrote this story,it call a shadows bark,

    well it be a poem too.it tells how I feel
    Sucoliahhall78 Sucoliahhall78
    36-40
    Jul 26, 2015

    50 Shades Of Marriage

    Fifty Shades of Marriage He was the alpha-male, showered, shaved and smelling of Old Spice, demonstrating his dominance over her. As he approached the bed, she had no choice but to let him continue. She watched his graceful movements, back and forth, back and forth, his strong...
    stoney121 stoney121
    61-65, M
    Oct 8, 2012

    Ghost Stories

    I'd like t ocompile a book of short ghost stories, which I hope would be published. I've become obsessed with the paranormal channel on Sky and in particular with the programme, "Paul Ross' Big Black Book of Horror". In the programme, Ross reads from a book of ghost...
    lilmariah lilmariah
    22-25, F
    Dec 21, 2008

    Though mine are really short,

    and I tend to write the ending first. Here's one I wrote recently if anyone wants to read it. It's just the ending, but it's about a young man, Theo, who has some sort of degenerative mind illness. He and his friend Caleb don't know anything about it and Caleb begins to wonder...
    TiredTruth TiredTruth
    16-17
    1 Response Dec 30, 2015

    Everyone loves short stories right?

    They're quick to read and often contains more information than regular ones in my opinion at least. As I don't use english as my first language the text probably has all sorts of errors and misspelling plus my new coputer autocorrects words to something quite different than my...
    Ennah Ennah
    22-25, F
    Jun 27, 2015

    A Cop Named Micheal

    You know Cop are tough and mean. Not Micheal McDonald. He is kind, sexy, handsome, nice, a gentleman. He be a cop for 6 years now. Micheal love his job. Micheal has intense blue eyes. Any women would be luck to have him as their boyfriend. Mike has a long time gilfriend named...
    mother1983 mother1983
    31-35, F
    Oct 3, 2008

    The sun went down, everyone had left

    for home.....she closed the little shop, held her collar together for warmth and turned the key. Moving in the twilight.
    jeresey jeresey
    56-60, F
    Mar 24, 2014

    The Politician slams the desk with his open palm

    and stares forward as his time is up. Mr Crumble sits with some kind of upturned mouth expression, not so much a smile but more a sneer. Defiance is the energy. Smug is a word that goes a long way in summing it up nicely yet there is nothing nice about it. Nothing at all...
    elixabelle elixabelle
    51-55, F
    2 Responses Mar 2, 2014

    ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE PT.

    1 It could have started on any other day, possibly any other year. Maybe even any other lifetime, but unfortunately it had to start today! So this day started out like any other college students day. Actually it didn't, most kids would be out having fun, skipping class, and...
    GovernorMG GovernorMG
    26-30, M
    Mar 29, 2014

    i come home after the gym,

    didn't have time to shower there so when i get home i get naked and ready to hop into the shower, suddenly i feel your breathing on my back, you just there, smelling me, you love the smell of man, I turn around, and you bite your lip, your hands around my neck and you start...
    elementlive elementlive
    22-25
    Jan 6, 2014

    Life is a pattern, a sequence of pre calculated

    events repeating themselves for all eternity, knowing this, you learn what insanity is. They say insanity is repeating the same events over and over, expecting different results. You were created to run this situation, the people you meet, your parents, your life experiences...
    Edg3Runn3r Edg3Runn3r
    26-30, M
    2 Responses May 4, 2015

    A Waiter Named Dave

    Dave took a plate of  angel hair pasta over to table number 5.  He set the down the plate. A gentleman around his 60's was sitting at table #5. He wore a blue tailor suit. "Enjoy your pasta sir." "Thank you young man." Dave walked toward the...
    mother1983 mother1983
    31-35, F
    4 Responses Aug 22, 2009

    He 'kind' of accepted it.

    The fight slowed. Then grief in an absent kind of way. The memory of the fight. The mellow journey he has begun.
    jeresey jeresey
    56-60, F
    Mar 29, 2014

    By the time she got there a fog had settled.

    Grasping her key, she hesitatingly turned the knob........darkness said hello, as she forced a step inside. Her memories returned.
    jeresey jeresey
    56-60, F
    Mar 26, 2014

    I write short stories like mad I also write

    fanfictions I am currently working on a Blackheart love story (you know Blackheart from the movie Ghost Rider yeah that one)
    HeatherNightmare HeatherNightmare
    18-21, F
    Aug 21, 2014

    I got up,this morning

    and the world was still the same,I wasn't now I only care about myself.
    Sucoliahhall78 Sucoliahhall78
    36-40
    Jul 26, 2015

    It could have started on any other day,

    possibly any other year. Maybe even any other lifetime, but unfortunately it had to start today! So this day started out like any other college students day. Actually it didn't, most kids would be out having fun, skipping class, and probably partying. Not me, I was sitting in...
    GovernorMG GovernorMG
    26-30, M
    Mar 29, 2014

    Writing stories is like an escape.

    It's like if you having a really bad day, you can just rewrite a new one. It's sounds weird I know, but writing allows you to let your anger out and if your someone who holds In all your pain and all your thoughts. It's huge stress reliever. It's not just writing short stories...
    olivias78 olivias78
    16-17, F
    Mar 29, 2014

    Mary Richards

    Mary Richards is a rich but she has a disturbing past. Her mom was killed by a serial killer when she as about 9 years old. Her father killed himself after her mom was killed. Her father left all his money to her in his well. Now she is 18 years old. She can  used the...
    mother1983 mother1983
    31-35, F
    Oct 8, 2008

    Him. He's helped me. He carried me through the

    thickest forest. He healed my wounds from the sickest creatures. He was by my side the whole way. We were inseparable.. But one day, I was told he had to leave. And that we only had a little bit of time together. Time in what seemed forever to him, yet what seemed to me only...
    bandnerd2000 bandnerd2000
    16-17, F
    Feb 1, 2014

    Another night, another town,

    another job. This one is the same routine, another phone call from a restricted number, plane ticket waiting for me at the transit hub, my gear mailed out to a fake post office box, ready to be picked up on touch down. A week before, no more, no less. Touchdown Phoenix, grab...
    Edg3Runn3r Edg3Runn3r
    26-30, M
    Apr 20, 2015

    You get home i run up from behind you

    and lift you up hugging you againist the living room wall.You kiss me excitedly from the surprise and i kiss you hard back.We start making out while i carry you to your bedroom.I set you down on the bed while still kissing you and bite your lip.I push you back on the bed and...
    elementlive elementlive
    22-25
    Jan 5, 2014
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