Short Stories
This group is a home for short stories and their creators.
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The Silent Path
The truth was that he was not an American, nor was he a human, like these beings who he interacted with everyday and learned from were. He had been born on a remote and distant planet
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Working Title: As Long as the Rain Comes
This second-person narrative was inspired by a personal essay I wrote entitled “Party of Three: A Personal Essay and Journey.”
Any constructive feedback during these first draft stages is…
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The Sound of the Sea
The ocean rolled over and over, scrapped across the seabed and then leapt and lapped against the seawall.
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offering a shelter
In one of Taksim’s narrow ,hidden streets (a very popular Istanbul district) ,i always used to stop by , to have a look at a very old wood suitcase full with old photos,letters and paintings…
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The hermit in Central park
When constant texting, tweeting and face timing has killed off our real connection to each other, we need a dose of reality from the common man to tune us back to life.
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The Legacy of Fort Marion
A solitary figure cast a dark shadow in the light of the hut’s doorway, before suddenly leaping towards something pure, plump, sweet-smelling and alive. Laura Anna Pratt’s new babe—delivered at For…
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Rolled a Nat. One
“Did you hear me Molly? They’re coming to take me away from you. Don’t you even care?”
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The Statue of Gakkal
Many years ago, trouble came to the mountain kingdom of Gakkal. The tyrant Ngodup stormed in and seized the throne, exiling the rightful king to a cave some way down the mountain.
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My Name is Allegra
Her footsteps quickened, gaining momentum with every step forward. She heard the sound of her own blood pounding in her head. Her veins restricted, nervous anticipation. Is this where life had bee…
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Bloodlines
The dead man lay on his back, his mouth frozen wide open in a silent scream of anguish. The cauterized bandages which covered his torso were a physical testament to the agonies that he had suffered
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Naughty Girl ( A naughty short story)
She waits for him in bed, yet he decides to keep on working. The computer is his seductive mistress, one she could not compete with, until tonight.
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"Her Bright Future"
He zipped up his pants and said his good nights leaving Natalie looking up at the stars, listening to the windmills, like towering grasshoppers creaking their repeating rhythm.
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Grieving For Mom
“I’d never gotten the last word in with that woman, ever. Here was my opportunity.”
