Write your short stories here.
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Thread Topic: Write your short stories here.
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And don't worry Ting, that's what makes you unique so don't worry what people say.
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xXWeeWiiXx NewbieGood story Roady XD
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Thanks a lot, Olive! I appreciate it.
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Just wondering: does anyone here want constructive criticism on their stories? If anyone is interested, I can give you some in this thread, or you can post your story in the Story Writing Tips thread. =)
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wow, I read some of the stories in this thread and ILM your really good!!
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OMG thanks so much Nikki! I really appreciate it! Which ones did you read?
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Heres one i wrote @ school for a mini saga comp:
i had a dream last night which started with a shadow and ended... well, actually i won't say; it is too horrible to think about. Suddenly i see a movement - a shadow! My blood turns cold. I'll tell you how my dream ends. It ends with a funeral; my funeral! -
WTF? OK...
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here's one of my shortest stories:
he boy saw the bright light and before he could take a step he died. -
i meant:
the boy saw the bright light and before he could take a step he died.
i don't know how i made it up it just came to mind,LOL! -
Another short story.
He woke up frightened and reached for the matches and the matches were put in to his hand. -
the fake ghost
it was a dark and stormy night, the lightening flashed by the windows like a blinding light, samuel couldn't sleep, he lay awake in his small bed, frightened.
the rain banged on to the window and made it harder to sleep, the sounds of thunder surprised him at every minute.
he lay there for about an hour, until he heard a sound, what was a glass breaking, it came from downstairs, so he went to see what it was, he put his slippers on and walked slowly down the wooden steps, he saw a white figure standing by the coffee table, a shattered glass on the floor.
the figure looked up at samuel, it was a man, his skin was as pale white as the moon, his clothes were all white, white shoes, a white jacket, a white shirt, white trousers, but his hair was black and wavy and strands of it came in front of his face.
"who are you?" samuel asked the man.
he didn't answer for a while, but finally spoke in his deep but raspy voice.
"i'm the ghost of the man who once lived here"
samuel couldnt believe what he was hearing.
"you must go back to bed, or else i will punish you in grave ways and put your family through much pain, go upstairs, lock the door and tell no one you saw me"
samuel didnt need to be told twice, he rushed up the stairs, he immediatly locked the door, his heart beating quickly.
he stay awake all night, what was the ghost doing? what did it want? he had no idea.
then, when morning came, samuel was achey because he hadn't gotten any sleep, he slowly unlocked the door and went downstairs, he saw men in navy blue uniforms, they were the police!
samuel rushed down to where his mother was, standing astonished, freaked out, not sure of what to do.
"What happened?"
"we were robbed"
then samuel remembered the ghost.
a police man turned to look at him and said: "did you see anything?"
"i heard a sound in the night and saw a guy dressed all in white, he told me he was a ghost so i got scared and ran back upstairs, but he told me not to tell anyone so i kept quiet"
the police men and samuel's parents groaned.
"son" said samuel's father and he put his hand on samuel's shoulders, "do you really believe in ghosts? that man was a robber trying to steal our stuff, he just said he was a ghost and threatened you so that you'd keep your mouth shut"
"oh..." he said and was now very embarrassed.
"well" said one of the police men, "we'd better get searchin'" -
@ilm (on page 12)
i read the climbing tree one, and the chocolate river one, and the bones -
Andrea01 NewbieI have to study for my final exams but I promise to post and read stories when I get a chance. I love writing :)
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Wow, Nikki, great story! I loved it!
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