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THE UNKNOWN MAN
He dragged the axe along the cold concrete ground blood dripping of the edges. Loud footsteps echoed in the empty room repeating again and again as she panicked trying to let loose the ropes around me. The door smacked shut and his white gloves which now felt wet of blood that he killed his previous victims with. Tracing a line across her arm his deep voice spoke, " im not going to hurt you i never will or would, i just want to torture you until your goody father gives me my ransom,"
By Sanaa ali5 years ago in Fiction
The beginning of the end
Fog rolled in heavy. A blue sky had not been seen in 144 days. This new reality was still finding its feet. The happy family playing at the park was a far, distant memory. When it happened, no one believed it would get to them.
By Leigh Williams5 years ago in Fiction
Runaway
They aren’t around, but I feel their greedy eyes on me, deciding my future. I’m alone… but for how long? I hear the buzz of an aircraft above, tirelessly searching for the lost prize. I hide in the little hovel I discovered in the middle of the night before the search began.
By Mycheille Norvell5 years ago in Fiction
Zeke Vs Zombies
Zeke shrugs the backpack off and makes himself as comfortable as he can. He is lying on top of a jungle gym. The zees (Zeke refuses to call them zombies) can’t climb. He’s only seven feet above the asphalt surface of the playground, but he knows he is safe from this undead threesome for now.
By Shawn Ingram5 years ago in Fiction
Brasky 'n' Leroy
It all started when our (former porn) star, Bill Brasky, woke up in a disease-infested jungle. It was the third time it had happened. Feeling abundantly worried, Bill Brasky groped a banana, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, he realized that his beloved iPad was missing! Immediately he called his undeclared soulmate, Leroy . Bill Brasky had known Leroy for (plus or minus) 11,000 years, the majority of which were striking ones. Leroy was unique. He was charismatic though sometimes a little... clueless. Bill Brasky called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.
By Joel Greene5 years ago in Fiction
To The Stars
I sat on my windowsill staring out at the stars. The darkness of the night was minimized by the city lights illuminating the hazy could of smog that floated above the buildings. Even though it was hard to forget that our planet had become too toxic to live on that the air outside was unbreathable from centuries of careless polluting the twinkling glow of the stars shining in the distance reminded me that there was still hope. That there was a goal, something tangible that I could, even just as one lonely girl on a big dying planet to make a difference, to save the world.
By Clara Jennings5 years ago in Fiction
Claiming Mass Devotion
Sakura Kanagawa was the reason Yuzuko remained sane. She visited her husband’s grave every morning. Sakura now insisted in joining her for emotional support. Yuzuko had traumatic visions of broken robots and blood. They lingered in her nightmares and her thoughts. The guilt that she destroyed the robots her family empire had worked so hard to protect was like a tattoo.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Fiction
How I Got A Girl's Name
After four decades, I have come to terms with it. I have a girl’s name. I spent much of my childhood trying to figure out two things:
By Stacey Roberts5 years ago in Fiction
Table for Three
We gathered ourselves just beyond the single-doored entrance of the restaurant, ushered in under the harsh confluence of the dark and the cold that titled that ordinary winter evening. Or, perhaps, not so ordinary when considered in light of the occasion that brought us there that night. Ms. Sabel, our close friend of two decades, had just turned twenty-seven, and Sira and I, harbouring a semblance of appreciation and respect for social ceremony, had insisted on our taking her to dinner to celebrate.
By Brandon Lever5 years ago in Fiction
The Little Black Book
The car drove by way too fast, and the object thrown from the window landed on the sidewalk ahead of her. Her instinct was to keep walking and pretend she did not notice. But...she was going to pass it, so she may as well see what it was.
By Lynn Jordan5 years ago in Fiction
Served Chilled
Food. That's all I could think about. My stomach audibly cried for me to eat something, anything. A man at the other end of the car carried an apple, half rotten. My face twisted at the sight of such disgusting food. I was already failing at attracting attention as I rocked back and forth. Pulling my sweater closer around me, I took the time to scan the train car.
By Kaitlyn Therese Bouchard5 years ago in Fiction
THE SPORTS GUY CHRONICLES
Chapter One: Meet "THE SPORTS GUY" Hello, I am "THE SPORTS GUY". Obviously, as "THE SPORTS GUY, I, of all people KNOW my sports stuff. Ever since after my third year of college athletics, I have been a freelance sportswriter. That mostly means that I have complete control of my own time. That is right youth, I have ALL day, 7 days a week to do whatever I want. Well, if you have ever met me, or read any of my stuff, then you would know what I love to do most. SPORTS. COMPETITION. GREATNESS. The one sport that I LOVE most is basketball, when I became aged 15, I had to decide which ONE sport I would DOMINATE, and I chose basketball. 15 is a typical age for a multi-sport athlete to choose one sport (at least trim down to 2 or 3 sports). It is just a part of life. To be great you must focus, not to mention high school athletics and beyond become VERY DEMANDING of elite athletes. Trimming down on sports can be an important safety precaution for an athlete who wishes to have a long successful career. After all, MOST pro athletes only play one professional sport. (Pay close attention to the word most. That does not mean ALL, professionals play only one sport. There have been special athletes that could play two and even THREE professional sports in their athletic careers.)
By Elijah Davis5 years ago in Fiction