Write your short stories here.
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HEY COOL STORY D00D!
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thanks Ilm and Clg
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once upon a time there was this littl boy who didnt listen to his parents and went into the woods.....they found found his dead raped body 5 days later....The End
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Wow, you're really good Saphi (Sarcastically) even CLG could have done better than that.
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rapists_r_scary Newbiemy awesome short story:
i blew up a building THE END
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Yusei Fudo Novice"Ping, ping ping"! The blaster fire erupted from the streets of the sceclued planet of Xing, a rather peaceful plant, well, that was until Zack had arrived. Zack had come to the planet of Xing for a mission; his mission was simply put, to get rich as fast as possible, he needed money. Not for himself, but to any other being, they would not see as him barrowing money so he could help suport the "Station". They would see him as a petty thief. Especially the security force. Zack had not though of this as he had broke into the bank, nor had he thought of it as he was filling his backpack with gold coins. Now he would pay for it. Now he was running for his life from the planets's security forces, who were at his heals like dogs. Dogs trying to snap their jaws shuton flesh and raging to tear him apart. This was not a good, or a heppy feeling. But hadn't he stolen from them? Now was when Zack was thinking of the security forces trailing him, now was when he realized he was in trouble. After all his street experince, why hadn't he thought of an escape route? Zack knew he would escape, he had to. He always did...somehow. But this time it would be very difficult. He saw his only way out was to get to the docking bay. Once he was at the docking bay, he could jump into Kimo's star cruiser and fly off of this planet. All of the sudden his confidence came back "What can't catch me you losers?" He spat."No? So sorry!" He was not sorry, he knew his odds of escape were against him but a good jeer at the officers made it partly worth running for your life. A large column of concrete came into view as he raced into the docking bay at a full sprint. A plan came to mind, he could fake a left turn and use the column as a pole and swing around to Kimo's star crusier on the right. He had to jump now or risk being lock up in a jail cell, he jumped, his muscles pulsing as his arms wrapped around the column and pulled his body with them. He slid down the other side and raced to the star cruiser, bullets missing his head by centimeters. "Kimo, Start the engines!" Zack yelled. Kimo started the cruiser as it's dormant engines roared to life. Zack jumped in and shut the cockpit door, he turned to his window and saw the security officers just behind them. "Blah" he said as he stuck his tongue out at the officers. At that moment, the ship took off with jerk as pulled into the out atmisphere of the planet."That was a close one huh, Zack?" Kimo said is deep but gentle voice. "Well, too close for comfort yes..." Zack replied. He was not about to admit how worried he had really been. If he had been just two seconds later... "What would you do without me? I can't imagine that they would treat a theif like you very-" Kimo was cut off by a glare of steel from Zack. "We have buiness" Zack said coldly. "We have almost got the Station ready for the next phase..." Kimo replied cooly. He was obviously hurt by Zacks tone. "Good." Zack said evenly.
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Yusei Fudo NoviceOh my gosh I miss spelled soo many things and it's terrible! But plz read it any way, if it took up a whole page plz gp back and read it, I want you guys to comment on it. i want to write a series about it...though I can't say much in case people coppied my idea's sorry to those who arn't like that. Soo umm yeah this is the first few pages of my book. I also want to make it into an graphic novel...this taked place in the future all people, places I made up so plz don't take them!
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Yusei Fudo Noviceplz read my storie
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I read it, it was very nice, Yusei.
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Yusei Fudo NoviceThx, urs was awesome, about the vampires = )
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No problem, I've come to post another one of my stories, I just finished writing it now, it's called The stories in the cellar
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THE STORIES IN THE CELLAR
There was once a horrible, woman, she was evil, and cold hearted, it was like her feelings had gone numb.
When the nights were long and lingered, dark and cold, she would put on her scruffy jacket, and her purple worn out boots, put her mace in her pocket, and go out in to the night…
There, under the full moon, and the dark grey cloudy sky, she would search for children that ran away from home because their families mistreated them or they felt unwanted and misunderstood, and would carry with them in brown leather bag all their personal belongings, like money, their food, clothes, maybe a few electronics.
For Miss Nancy Fyrne, this was a good day and age to be in. For her anyway.
She would see a nearby child, pull out a toy or sweet or some money, and tell them that if they did her a favor, she would give them the money, and she was a very good actress indeed.
Tonight, she walked out at midnight. She put on her scruffy jacket, and her purple worn out boots, and opened the door, going in to the night…
She walked down the streets, the trees were cut and the branches were bare, the lights were off so it was very dark, her boots made a clacking sound as she walked down the pavement, her wallet in her hand.
She kept walking, keeping her eyes on the alleyways and dumpsters, and finally she spotted one.
It was a child, crouched down in a narrow dusty brick alleyway, sitting on the wall opposite the smelling green dumpster.
It was a boy; he had scruffy long black hair that came over his face, and a red pauper's hat
Covering it, he wore black shorts with a line running down the left leg, and lightly tanned skin, wearing a woolly but a bit dusty looking dark green jacket.
He had a red bag with white polka dots on it, it looked packed, Nancy grinned evily.
She coughed and made a noise in her throat, the boy looked up at her through lovely dark green eyes, he looked about 13.
"So" she said, "Where are you from?"
"What's it to you?" he scowled.
"I was just trying to be polite" she said, trying to act innocent.
"Piss off!" he growled.
"Now, now, I need some help, if you do the job for me then I'll pay you quite a bit of money"
Here the boy held his tongue.
"Good boy" she said, and smiled cruelly, "now come with me"
"How much are you willing to pay me? And for what?" he asked her.
She stopped dead in her tracks.
Never, had any child she killed or kidnapped, had asked her so detailed questions like that, once you encouraged them, the rest was easy.
Guess this one needs a bit more, she thought.
"I uh… need to run some errands and you could help me, and I'd pay you about… 10 pounds"
"What exactly are these errands? And who would do that at midnight?"
She got very cross now.
"Do you want to come and help me to earn yourself enough money to feed somebody twice your size or what?" she yelled at him.
"Ok, fine grouch, but I need to go somewhere before I come to your house, point to it and I'll come in about an hour, I need to do something of my own"
What a peculiar little boy… she thought, I've never known a child like this before, his mother must have taught him well not to talk to strangers.
"There it is" and she pointed to a big house
Away from all the others, with smoke coming out of it's old chimney, and a grey roof that always seemed like it would collapse.
"Alright, I got it, now let me go do something quick and I'll come to you in an hour, guaranteed"
Little did Nancy Fyrne know, that the boy was actually following her through the shadows, his mate Ben, who one day was found lying dead near someone's rubbish bin, had told him loads of kidnapping tales, they tend to bribe you with money and sweets and pretend they need a favor, then when you're far away with them, where no one can hear your screams… they strike…
So Nathan decided to go along with it, because she could actually just really be asking for help, but at this time of night… no way.
He hid through near by alley ways and followed Nancy home, hiding in the shadows, when she finally reached her house and
Closed her door, turned the kitchen lights on, and her radio, listening to the top ten pop songs of the week.
He went round the back unseen, trying to find a window to climb in, so he could see the truth about this woman, when he reached a barred window, and heard children crying.
He got on to a pipe and grasped his hands round the bars, and looked in, he saw a cold, damp, dark, cellar, water dripped down from the old, rusty pipes, the brick walls were dusty and grey, it smelled of horrible meat, and carcasses hung on silver hooks from the roof, dead bodies of pigs and cows…
There were shelves of jars of strange things… organs like hearts and noses and other strange intestines…
But he saw four children, grouped up in a corner, there was one blond girl that had her face leaned against her arm, her eyes red and she was wearing a dark green jacket similar to his, another was a boy with pale skin, and Jet black hair, he was wearing a navy blue T-shirt that was dusty all over, and another boy with blond hair, and pale skin, he had greenish blue eyes, he was facing Nathan and was the one whom saw him.
And the last was, Nathan thought it was a boy but it was a girl with very short boy-ish copper hair and her skin was paler and whiter than all the others.
The boy with the blond hair looked up when he saw Nathan; he stared at him through those big, terrified, shocked blue eyes…
"Hey!" he cried, "Look!"
The three looked up at Nathan looking at them through the barred window.
"What are you kids doing here?" Nathan asked them.
"We got kidnapped by that woman" replied the copper red haired girl.
"Oh my… she was asking me to do for her an errand… I thought I'd check out her house before coming to see if anything was weird…
Good thing I did…"
"You're very wise" said the black haired boy.
"But how did you guys get here?" Nathan asked them.
The black haired boy decided to speak after a while of staying quiet.
"Well… my name's Billy…" he said slowly.
And he began his story.
"…Where should I start? Well, my dad was always gambling and he bet on our house, and on everyone's stuff and on his money… and eventually lost everything.
So when we finally lost the house, and were homeless on the street, my mum had to find ways of feeding us… me and my sister, she'd beg, she'd go to crowds and ask for money, then she worked in a shop stacking cans and boxes, she got enough to feed us, but one day as she was finished working for the day, a thief threatened her with a gun and told her to give him all her money, she resisted and he shot her… he went to jail, and I was all alone With my sister Daisy, and then one day, this woman, called herself Nancy, asked us if we wanted to work with her, and we agreed and went along with her plan, and we've been trapped her for a month now, and the smell is all over me, that if I ever managed to get out, it would take me more than a hundred baths to get it off me.
And me and my sister Daisy" and he put his hand on the short red haired girl's shoulder and continued, "have lost hope in screaming and crying and yelling for help, this woman lives far away, and the nearest house is like a mile away, we lost hope a long time ago"
"That's so sad…" said Nathan, "I'll try and help you."
"You'd better get away while you still can" said Billy.
"I'm not going to leave you guys here, I'm going to try and get you out as quickly as I can"
"Try all you might, how are you going to get The key to open the door"
"No, but I can break the bars and you can all climb through this window, it would be a tight squeeze, but possible"
"Try what you want then, we'd appreciate anything you'd do"
"What about you two?"
"Us?" the blond boy said, "me and my sis? Fine, we're Cindy and Willie"
The blond girl told the story; she wiped her nose with her sleeve and began.
"Our parents were alwa
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