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Jan 25, 2012, 3:18 am
When the judge called for the defendant to be brought in, a curtain of gasps and whispers from both sides of the aisle preceded him.
Detective Stoole turned to see what the all the commotion was about, and nearly spat his tongue out when he saw the defendant’s face. The man was black and blue all... Comment - Like
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Jan 19, 2012, 2:24 am
There are many arguments that fanfiction is bad. The problem with them is they don’t actually hold up if you know anything about logic. I tall basically boils down to this: ‘I hate it because I’ve sampled very little.’
It’s fine to have an opinion. Not everyone likes chocolate ice cre... Comment - Like
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Jan 17, 2012, 2:58 am
With his brother, Charlie (Carlos Irwin Estevez), receiving more press than the 5th largest earthquake on record, I can’t help but wonder: what’s up with Emilio Estevez? Why did two careers which started on such similar paths end up so desparate? And, more poignantly, are we focusing on the wron... Comment - Like
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Jan 12, 2012, 2:29 am
This was now a tense situation for Brian. His opponentts Ace, Deb, John and Dave
stared at him. After five rounds he was totally out of the loop. He had already lost five hands in a row and was slowly running out of poker “chips.” John and Dave wouldn’t even let him keep his shoes, but then t... Comment - Like
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Jan 10, 2012, 2:33 am
If you don’t like it, don’t be an idiot
There’s something about finding out random strangers happen to appreciate a fandom that drives people into rages they’d be arrested for if they were in public. Here’s a news flash that shouldn’t have to be news: throwing a temper tantrum and ins... Comment - Like
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Jan 4, 2012, 2:35 am
“I can’t imagine what the world would have looked like,” said the child wistfully, “if I had never been in it.”
“You can,” said runningvein, and a new dawn broke across what was previously a miserable state.
“I still can’t see it,” said the child, “I mean, what are you actual... Comment - Like
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Dec 25, 2011, 2:09 am
Isma’il sat down at the bar. A man behind the bar approached him. The bartender seemed slightly frightened by Isma’il for reasons he could not explain. It could have had something to do with his race, being that he was from the Middle East, or it could have been because of how Isma’il looked w... Comment - Like
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Dec 21, 2011, 4:00 am
The river was thick with silt that day; Truly muddy waters. The air was clean and the trees were various shades of orange. Birds were singing a few of the seasons last songs as fallen foliage crunched under foot. Under dressed as always I shivered against the cold and tried my damnedest to rub a... Comment - Like
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Dec 19, 2011, 8:38 am
12 Days of Sexmas
On the twelfth day of Sexmas, my true skank gave to me:
12 used condoms,
11 anal plugs,
10 squirts of lube,
9 mini vibes,
8 hasty handjobs,
7 nipple nibbles,
6 asses clapping,
Fiiiiivvvvve golden cock rinnnnnnggggggsss,
4 prostitutes tooting,
3 fingers banging,
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Dec 16, 2011, 2:05 am
The day was long and slow; a tortes race as one of my coworkers insists on calling it. The monotony of my factory labors that afternoon hung on me like thousands of over packed saddle bags. My back was tight and sore; forever the poor pony who hauled a cowboy one fence post too far. My hooves stee... Comment - Like
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Dec 14, 2011, 2:31 am
It happened again; as usual without warning. The vertigo makes it seem as though I’m looking up and falling back, but I’m really slumped over with my head half submerged in an open face sandwich. Last week salad, week before biscuits and gravy. The diner I frequent is rather used to my sudden fa... Comment - Like
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Nov 2, 2011, 3:50 am
I swear I loved you, from the very moment I saw you. I knew it was love for the desire I had in my heart to always want you. I wanted you with me, no matter where I was. I wanted your face to be the very last thing I saw before I closed my eyes at night, and the very first when I opened them again t... Comment - Like
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Nov 1, 2011, 1:45 pm
“Tell me again Aiden, what happened to your brother.”
Carl Secord was a large man whose presence often intimidated Aiden. His job as a lineman added a weathered, chiseled appearance and gave his deep-set eyes an almost sinister glare. Though at the moment they were holding back a torrent of fea... Comment - Like
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Nov 1, 2011, 3:32 am
Hey, my name is Seedla Mange, and I live in Delaware City, Delaware. After having to break up with my now ex-boyfriend, Eric, for calling me a tiny cum-guzzling sow, I decided to go on a diet. No one has ever told me I was fat before, always the opposite actually, but since Eric said it, I figur... Comment - Like
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Oct 31, 2011, 3:50 am
Standing on the porch, puffing as he held the lit match to the tobacco packed into his pipe, Samuel got the pipe going, and upon extinguishing the match with the shake of his wrist, tossed it and examined his pocket watch. Sixteen minutes to midnight.
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Tommy awoke slowly, his eyes heavy, but the ... Comment - Like
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Oct 30, 2011, 3:50 am
“Mortals usually don’t adhere to the dead, the rules of the dead, the rites, of the dead. But the unusual, those who have their beliefs, those who believe that there are those on the other side, that the dead do indeed return on All Hallow’s Eve. Those who believe, are indeed for a shock kiddo... Comment - Like
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Oct 29, 2011, 3:51 am
“The traditions, values and rules of Halloween, the day of Samhein, are sacred, not be broken. Never, to be broken. To break them, incites the wrath of those who are not meant in the living world, those who will deliver a punishment fit for disobeying, forgetting, breaking the rules.” So remembe... Comment - Like
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Oct 28, 2011, 3:38 am
Now, tell me the truth this time.
The truth? You you’d be some dick to find it. Your briefcase is knotted tight with white lies. Its…white lies…that start it…white lies…that end it…white lies…in between. Of course, ain’t no lie ever white; maybe you’s smart enough to figure that o... Comment - Like
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Oct 27, 2011, 3:38 am
“Halloween isn’t merely a holiday on the calendars. It’s every gateway, doorway, archway between here and the Othersides opening at once, for a brief day. But, there are some Others who are here always, who are cursed to walk the earth, staying hidden in the shadows while humanity grows around... Comment - Like
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Oct 26, 2011, 3:38 am
When they picked Little Jo up at the Sears department store, in the home appliances department, the main thing sergeant Vega wanted to establish was whether or not Little Jo was connected somehow to the crime scene at the ice-cream factory.
Back in the office, Little Jo had woken up a little, now s... Comment - Like
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Oct 25, 2011, 1:56 pm
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Oct 25, 2011, 3:38 am
The nightmare was always the same.
The dark surrounds me. I can hear her calling my name, but I won’t turn around, I keep running toward the end. I don’t know her name. I’ve never seen her face before. Her dark hair and pretty, deep blue eyes… they haunted me. In my dream, she is running to... Comment - Like
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Oct 23, 2011, 3:38 am
“All Hallow’s Eve, the eve just before Halloween, the eve where impatience runs thick in every, single Other; the ghouls, ghosts, and monsters, all the creatures that we tell our stories about. They are real, but they are only allowed to come to the living world on Halloween, when the Church Bel... Comment - Like
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Oct 17, 2011, 3:42 am
Dear Alexandra
by Luke Tarzian
Life passes by quicker than the eye can blink, quicker than the snap of one’s fingers, quicker than the speed of light, even. With life comes the gift of family, friendship, and, most important in this story, love. Love; the one thing that brought me back from ... Comment - Like
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Oct 15, 2011, 2:30 am
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Oct 13, 2011, 3:48 am
Delusions of a Poet
by Luke Tarzian
She is beauty; she is love; she is mine. Her eyes are azure; her hair is caramel. Her voice is heavenly; her lips are sweet. She is Isabelle; my darling; my belle; my everything. Nothing I write captures the extremity of what I feel for her, and I fear n... Comment - Like
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Oct 11, 2011, 3:26 am
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Oct 11, 2011, 3:04 am
Dear Busy Adult,
I was so happy and excited the day I was bought, still in my package. I thought I may be useful, and used to help type a message that would end the conflict in the Middle East, or maybe I would be used to enter the final formula for solving cold fusion. I had dreams of adventur... Comment - Like
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Oct 10, 2011, 3:04 am
I was inspired by an amazing woman that I just had to write about. She lives alone in her trailer in a trailer park for 6 months, from April to October for the full season.
In 2010, my Husband and I decided to buy a trailer in this park. We happened to buy it the last week before the park’s closi... Comment - Like
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Oct 8, 2011, 3:04 am
A: I have on Spider Man, what are you wearing?
B: Iron Man, but they’re about to come off. I hate wearing underwear! I like to let myself hang free…..if ya know what I mean.
A: I know EXACTLY what you mean. Every time I can get mine off though, my mom throws a hissy fit. I’d rath... Comment - Like
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Oct 6, 2011, 3:04 am
This article will be quite personal and
I’m probably going to say a lot things I regret. I’m apologizing for that in advance as I
don’t want to put any unwanted stress on our relationship.
So if any of you actually read what I write, you may remember an article I wrote about a
year and som... Comment - Like
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Oct 5, 2011, 3:25 am
“Wake up.”
“Wake up.”
“WAKE UP!”
“WAKE UP!!!”
Waking up slowly, feeling relaxed, the man rubbed his eyes from under his glasses, refreshed, stirred from a sleep that felt like the best sleep he had ever had. Stretching his legs, arms, he wondered what had woke him, his sleep,... Comment - Like
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Oct 3, 2011, 3:24 am
I open my eyes to find two unfamiliar, young, male faces hovering above me. Startled, I sit up and try to slide myself back away from the boys, but I’m stuck, sinking into the middle of the old bed I’m on top of. The room is dimly lit, but I can see they both have friendly smiles on their fa... Comment - Like
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Oct 1, 2011, 3:23 am
Joe was not jaded, and he did not look at Dorothy with eyes of disdain, hatred or even jealousy that can only come from deep love that had been crossed. The look in Joe’s eyes was blank; there was no feeling at all behind his eyes and he felt nothing. He could stand looking at Dorothy and not ... Comment - Like
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Sep 30, 2011, 3:24 am
Please add your own personal stuggles to this story!
1. Carry around a plastic grocery bag to pick up pieces of your once solid self-esteem.
Note: make sure its leak-proof, to hold tear saturated tissues of your broken dreams. Ensure you have a “pooper-scooper” for heavily weighted bul... Comment - Like
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Sep 29, 2011, 3:23 am
“You sit there, and just smile at me. You drink your orange juice, no pulp. You had to have no pulp. You sit there, drink your no pulp orange juice, pulling that unlit cigarette from your lips, putting it back, pulling it out to sip your juice, putting it back. But you won’t light it. Not once, ... Comment - Like
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Sep 28, 2011, 4:23 am
Music can have a large impact on an audience. It can play a crucial role in telling a story. But lyrics are different from music. Lyrics are just words. They are not tempo, rhythm, tune, or—especially—sound. At least, not when written down.
Lyrics in text have no sound to them, which ... Comment - Like
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Sep 24, 2011, 4:39 am
Do you miss those days of sitting next to the campfire telling haunted stories? Well now is your chance to tell your best Halloween story on My Morning Story. This contest is pretty much open to anything Halloween but we are asking that you at least add a bit of horror to it. Stories can be ... Comment - Like
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Sep 23, 2011, 3:38 am
The unopened package of beef jerky and the twelve pack of Mountain Dew remained in the pantry. Tim’s towel was still hanging on the rack. His room was untouched, though the skate boarding pictures were yellowing and the model cars gathering dust. All his sweatshirts still hung limply on the coat r... Comment - Like
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Sep 22, 2011, 3:36 am
Cavin could not believe Jeanne was sleeping right next to him. Softly she snored into her pillow, her side going up and down as she breathed.
They were going to be married in eight months and decided it was time to move in together after Jeanne’s lease expired. Both had taken time off of work to ... Comment - Like
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Sep 20, 2011, 3:36 am
The planes of life and death are many, with just as many planes of reality and imagination in between. Take for instance Mr. Goodman Howe, a kindly old man who has lost everyone in the world he loves, and yet he still goes on day to day. But, on the first day in a long time, something good will happ... Comment - Like
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Sep 18, 2011, 3:34 am
When Lottie woke she was warm, dry, and more than a little confused. She opened her eyes and recognized nothing around her. She was lying in a large, comfortable bed with clean downy sheets. Her head throbbed and her throat felt like it had never come in contact with anything wetter than sand, but t... Comment - Like
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Sep 13, 2011, 3:22 am
The alarm went off right after six a.m. Donald opened his eyes, then rose, and grabbed his robe. The coffee pot was on the counter, waiting to perform its morning, and sometimes nightly favor for him. Yessenia was already at the table eating oatmeal, washing it down with brandy. Donald ignor... Comment - Like
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Sep 11, 2011, 3:22 am
“Again Barbara, it was only a nightmare. Relax, close your eyes, remember. And tell me what you see.”
Strapped to a chair, she looked to her leather restraints, tightly holding her wrists and ankles to the arms and legs of the wooden furniture piece. Wiggling, trying to escape, it was to no ava... Comment - Like
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Sep 10, 2011, 3:22 am
I have decided, for my first story, to share some paragraphs I wrote whilst listening to music. Sounds wierd? I actually find writing to a song (sad, happy or relaxing) helps me give out ideas. I literally write what I feel happens in this song and then tidy it up a bit
I hope you enjoy some, if y... Comment - Like
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Sep 8, 2011, 3:22 am
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Sep 7, 2011, 3:22 am
I turned and faced my darknest hour. The man lifted his hat, showing me a shocking face. “Son, what have you done! You’ve killed souls and left heartless trails behind you!” I croaked, holding my bleeding chest. He laughed, throwing the cap to the solid concrete ground. He brought out his cane... Comment - Like
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Sep 2, 2011, 3:50 am
There was a letter written to someone, somewhere, once. It may have read, in part:
“Dear,
I know. I know. I know. Times infinity. I fucked up. I made the cliché the reality. I wait breathlessly for nothing to happen. I’ve been waiting for someone to come change me, but what if the real mi... Comment - Like
I have created a website that allows people to sign up and add their own content. I realize theres a lot of people that love writing stories, short stories, and even really funny true stories that happen to them.
This is why I have created the site, and It turns out a lot of the stories that have been submitted are really fun reads. So if you like telling bar stories, or drinking stories, or fictional stories or whatever, come to the website and join in on the topics.
Plus we do a few podcasts based off television " Lost" and "movie reviews" as well.
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