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Public Enemy Number One?
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
By Emily Marie Concannon3 years ago in Fiction
The Robbery
My eyes shifted around the diner. Different assortments of people filled the booths and tables around us. A somewhat crowded group huddled around a long table in the middle. A big, yet plastic, trophy sat at the end of their table, with a little white cross sitting next to it, words of the eternal scripture carved below.
By M3 years ago in Fiction
Lo Squalo
I put out my cigarette and started walking toward the Boston aquarium. It was beginning to sprinkle as I rushed inside lightly. He was there waiting for me, one hand in his pocket, the other playing away at his cell phone. We were there as a gift from his mother, but he didn't seem amused. He'd much rather be doing something else.
By M3 years ago in Fiction
The Shark Tank Cleaner
I didn’t like my job, but it paid well. Every day, I had to clean the waste from the tanks, but the shark tanks were the worst. They made the most waste, and it smelled like rotten meat. At least I had Shelia to help me.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Teller
“In twelve days, you’ll find everything you’re looking for, Ms. Harmsworth. You’ll be able to pay everything back in no time at all,” I told her. The future I saw for her was bleak, unable to pay back the loan the bank was going to give her, so they would foreclose on her house and sell off her assets. It didn’t matter to me, the bank was paying me to ignore the negative visions and use my reputation as the world’s greatest psychic to convince people to take a loan.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Insane Life of an Egyptian Pharaoh
Another day dawns in Ancient Egypt, and a man gets up to greet the day. He has family, responsibilities, and pleasures waiting for him in the day ahead, just like everyone else. But he’s no ordinary man. He’s the Pharaoh, the ruler of the Egyptian empire. So what was it like to be one of the most powerful men in the world?
By Jayveer Vala3 years ago in Fiction
No Where They Could Run
Chapter 1 From The Eye and Ears of a Dragon A mother dragon was gathering food for feeding her newborn young when she found what appeared to be an abandoned toddler wondering alone in the forest. Immediately her motherly instinct was to take it and protect it from the robots or the male dragons, but out of fear that it was a trap she stopped herself. Robots were known for luring and trapping mother dragons so they could capture their babies only for them to never be seen again.
By Ruby Estelle 3 years ago in Fiction
Time-locked
It was always a huge blast of wind swept, tornadic weather that kept the two thunderous figures seemingly together and also, apart. The large beast seemed to thrive in intense heat or cold, especially high winds and large waves of sea air.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Quintessence of Dust
And she brought forth a man child, who was to rule all nations with a rod of iron: and her child was caught up unto God, and to his throne.
By Emily Marie Concannon3 years ago in Fiction
The monster's castle
The monster’s castle So many years from now before my grandparents even existed, lived a very tall and chubby monster. That monster used to scare so many people because of his appearance but he turned out to be harmless. Many people in the past tried to kill that monster because they weren’t aware of his intentions towards them. But why would a monster decide to show up himself to humans? Was it because he wanted to scare them?
By Arisa Diane Oliver 3 years ago in Fiction
The Sleeping Beauty
We're all familiar with this tale, are we not? Anyone who has seen the Disney version should be. Have you ever wondered for a moment if, perhaps, Disney got it wrong? Of course, for anyone who knows the "true" story of many a Grimm's Fairytale, that answer is a resounding yes... but suppose that the Brothers Grimm also got it wrong? Consider this, if you will, an account of "what if...?".
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 21
It's too early to say." "What do you make of the florist's story? I am viewing it right now." "It doesn't make sense, does it?" Sgt. Booker explained. "A woman comes in with a Diamond to identify a flower. She hands it to Juan, and he goes up in spontaneous combustion! Sounds like science fiction to me. Diamonds will send you to the poor house, buying them, I mean, but they sure don't start fires or kill people."
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction