Short Stories
Slingshot Run by Jeff Ninnemann
“The greedy ones never last. They always get too close, go too fast, and before they realize it, they’re gone.”
I’ve heard the speech fifty times. Every run it’s the same thing. Looking out the viewport I can see millions of stars. They quickly fade away in the area ahead of the ship. There it’s...
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Short Short Story - August 5, 2011
"Help me!"
"Help meee!" groaned the disembodied voice.
"You promised... you promised to protect me...to always be there for me" it continued
"No!"He cried out
"No, you are no longer a part of my life, no longer do I wish for you to be with me." he pleaded
"for better or for worse LEAVE!"
Jason...
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not done not even close no pucuation lol just leav comments for the begging - July 29, 2011
it all started with a look then a sound she dident move much it was the first day at my new school and i was sitting in the office it felt like she had been staring at me for five minutes like i was an alien then she started speaking it felt like knives " so you are the new girl stay out of...
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French Boy - July 28, 2011
I once dreamed of a Parisian boy who gave me a spectacular necklace of opal beads and swore eternal love to me. I was quite taken by him in the dream but once I woke up, I realized his deepest wish might never come to be. So instead of letting him sink into oblivion in the land of forgotten dreams,...
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Mrs. Oliver's Children - July 12, 2011
This past summer, Mrs. Oliver earned herself quite the reputation on St. Claire street. It may be an impolite topic to gossip about, but the neighbouring housewives often bring up Mrs. Oliver’s unfortunate demise in their everyday, secretive conversations. As a cautionary tale, mostly. Of what can...
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Last Summer Together; Happy or Sad? - July 9, 2011
That’s right, it’s summer. Everyone wants to have fun; especially now, because the warm sun has finally decided to come out during our last two months before high school. We try to go out with friends as much as possible and always bring the camera to take pictures because it is our last summer...
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Jekyll and Hyde - July 7, 2011
Hello, i have started m own version of jekyll and hyde and i waa wondering wha you might thought of it:
Chapter 1
The point of opposite has always existed in all things in one way or the other, it’s all around us, fire and water, light and dark ... Good and Evil. They can never be separated. Ever....
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Waiting - July 5, 2011
I want you to know that I'm still waiting for you.
On cold mornings like this one, when all the courage I can muster isn't enough to withstand the loneliness of our silent house, I escape to the beach. I sit on the edge of the dock with my feet dangling down towards the ocean, skimming my toes...
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Cherry Blossoms - July 5, 2011
AN: Why is everything I write so sad?
Soft black shadows dapple your hands and mine. Light flickers between slender branches, shifting your face from light into darkness. Our feet scuffle in blushing petals that litter the soft black...
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This is very short - July 5, 2011
Ok, I think this is the shortest thing I've ever written. I wish I could come up with a title for it ;_;
I saved you when you came to my door. I brought you inside with my arms over your head, trying to protect you from the lashing rain. I cared for you as one would...
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Clockhands - July 5, 2011
A short thing on bioterrorism...I wrote this after reading Streams of Babel. People should check it out, it's a good book.
Sorry this is so morbid :(
tick. tick. tick.
I'm watching the clock hands count down to my demise.
tick. this room is so silent that very second has the power to fill my...
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Chapter One: Still no name :( - July 2, 2011
AN: Lee...how are you one of my characters? So...crude...>_<
Although Hiseville is the name of an actual town in Kentucky, I've never visited it nor have any experience living there. My Hiseville is fictitious. Also, to my knowledge, there is no city in Iowa named Hemaca. ;)
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The Epiphany - July 1, 2011
Raph stared quietly. He had never seen anything like this. It was nothing too incredible, but what made this so special was that he had an epiphany while watching the phenomenon.
He had set off that morning with the only intention of finding treasures on the beach. He had arrived at his...
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Beauty - July 1, 2011
This is an ode. To the simple days. To the summer days. To alone days. To the nights that last forever and leave you laughing in the morning. To doing back drops on your trampoline by yourself. To running at six in the morning when the world is just beginning to wake. To screaming till you have no...
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Untitled Novel in Progress - July 1, 2011
Posting chapter by chapter, because this will be pretty long. I'm challenging myself to write a 50,000 word novel by August 30, which is when school starts....
