In the newly opened restaurant Mayor Ronold of the small town "Riddle" drank a hot cup of black coffee. He also had a bowl of soup. Later that day, outside, the residents of Riddle were walking by, waving. There was only one, Ronold.
- Joey
Mar 24, 2008
The Birds on the Power-lines
"Have you ever seen such a thing?" asked the young man, sitting down. "Well yes I have. A long time ago." the old man answered. "Why do they sit up there like that?" asked the young man. "They must be stupid." chuckled the old man. "There so high up on that thing, and if they fall, they can't fly." said the young man. "Ha, humans and their buildings." the old man said, "Lets get off these power-lines and go find us some worms!"
- Stefan
- Stefan
Reset
The robot began to move. The crowd of onlookers cheered and applauded. The robot now began walking toward the crowd. They applauded louder. The robot didn't stop walking as it neared the stages end. Now the crowd began to quiet. The owner of the robot then quickly ran out and hit the reset button on the robot's chest just in time; but in turn the owner slipped off the stage and fell to his death.
- Joey
- Joey
Twitch
Paul was a regular man. Single. He worked hard on his job for money. It was an ordinary job. In 1938 he got one job that would change his life forever, he was so enthusiastic about it he took his first assignment right away; too quick. As he went up to his first assignment, he forgot to aim the thing at him, and shot himself. He was a hit-man. He died. The guy that he was supposed to kill nicknamed him twitch, because his left eye twitched when he shot himself.
- Stefan
- Stefan
"Re-crown the Crayon" Eye Say
"I need to find my eye." the short man with dark skin said, and continued, "If anyone here hears my eye I will be glad if you return it to me." Everybody ignored him, they just walked right by. Except a skinny fellow with a bald head. He turned to the short dark man and asked, "What is your eye saying?" The short man lifted his mouth in a smile, and answered, "Re-crown the Crayon." The bald man then saw the short man was blind. He had a left glass eye. The other was filled with a cotton ball.
The bald man quickly walked away. But to his amazement the short man turned and started following him. The bald man turned to his left into an ally, at the far end was a wall; a dead end. He swallowed in fear. He was already half way down the ally when he looked behind him and saw the short man, but he simply walked by the ally, down the street.
- Joey
The bald man quickly walked away. But to his amazement the short man turned and started following him. The bald man turned to his left into an ally, at the far end was a wall; a dead end. He swallowed in fear. He was already half way down the ally when he looked behind him and saw the short man, but he simply walked by the ally, down the street.
- Joey
White Wolf Dead
They stared at the amazingly detailed painting in awe. Many people did so throughout the day. Never did a single one of them not look at it. It was too amazing. It put the other art around it to shame. The lighting was incredibly realistic. But there was a very odd part on this painting that intrigued everyone the most; a wolf in the bottom right hand side of the painting would be there some days, and others it wouldn't. This day it was. It was a white wolf, laying on the brown grass, dead.
The museum owners hid the painting that night to make sure no one was tampering with it. The next morning they went to retrieve the painting, but it was ripped to shreds. In front the painting there was a dead white wolf.
- Joey
The museum owners hid the painting that night to make sure no one was tampering with it. The next morning they went to retrieve the painting, but it was ripped to shreds. In front the painting there was a dead white wolf.
- Joey
Blizzard
The snow blew in the young couples faces as they slowly, painfully walked home. The sudden blizzard was so intense. They almost gave up hope, they had been walking for so long, but just then saw a strange orange glow ahead of them, but they continued forward, squeezing each other tightly. The orange glow rapidly changed shape. They still moved towards it. Then they finally reached the fire and warmed themselves.
- Joey
- Joey
The Halloween Tree
"It's always been there. Ever since my family settled here three hundred years ago. In the old field by Parkers Creek. Every year, on Halloween, the folks say the tree gets darker, they say the ghosts of the Indians that used to live here now reside in that old tree.
And on Halloween, they morn inside. Some say you can here them crying in that old tree. They were all murdered by the settlers that came here and took over the land. They killed most of them in the field. If you ever go by that tree, you'll know which one it is." The old woman in the library finished.
"Who was that old woman mamma?" Little Bobby asked his mother. "I'm not sure, she's been in that library ever since I could remember. She's been telling that story for years and years." The mother finished with a smile. "Could we go see the tree?" Bobby asked. "Sure, why not." The mother answered.
They drove through the old town, past the buildings, past all the crowded roads. They kept driving until they reached trees and farmlands. And then there it was, a sign that read: Parkers Creek. As they hit the small bridge that crossed over the creek Bobby became frightened. He didn't realize it was almost dark, and had forgotten it was Halloween. "Momma? Can we stop please I'm scared." He whimpered in the back seat. "No honey. We've came all this way. It's just an old tree.
As they got closer to field on the left side of the road, Bobby saw the tree, in the middle of the field through the rather thick brush on the side of the field. His heart began beating. The tree was so much bigger than he imagined, it must have been an old oak, or maple tree. There were no leaves on it, it's dark branches wavered in the air. And the bark was black, tar black. Bobby started crying. "Mommy please." He looked at the drivers seat. In the seat was a dark figure, not his mother, but a man, with feathers in his hair.
- Stefan
And on Halloween, they morn inside. Some say you can here them crying in that old tree. They were all murdered by the settlers that came here and took over the land. They killed most of them in the field. If you ever go by that tree, you'll know which one it is." The old woman in the library finished.
"Who was that old woman mamma?" Little Bobby asked his mother. "I'm not sure, she's been in that library ever since I could remember. She's been telling that story for years and years." The mother finished with a smile. "Could we go see the tree?" Bobby asked. "Sure, why not." The mother answered.
They drove through the old town, past the buildings, past all the crowded roads. They kept driving until they reached trees and farmlands. And then there it was, a sign that read: Parkers Creek. As they hit the small bridge that crossed over the creek Bobby became frightened. He didn't realize it was almost dark, and had forgotten it was Halloween. "Momma? Can we stop please I'm scared." He whimpered in the back seat. "No honey. We've came all this way. It's just an old tree.
As they got closer to field on the left side of the road, Bobby saw the tree, in the middle of the field through the rather thick brush on the side of the field. His heart began beating. The tree was so much bigger than he imagined, it must have been an old oak, or maple tree. There were no leaves on it, it's dark branches wavered in the air. And the bark was black, tar black. Bobby started crying. "Mommy please." He looked at the drivers seat. In the seat was a dark figure, not his mother, but a man, with feathers in his hair.
- Stefan
Good Hands
"Rest assured, my friend, you are in good hands." the fat lady told the fat man. "What about me?" asked the young lady. "You too are in good hands." answered the fat lady. "Every one here is in good hands."
Then in an evil turn of events she closed her hands and killed them all.
- Joey
Then in an evil turn of events she closed her hands and killed them all.
- Joey
Fork in the Road
Boff came to a fork in the road where he met Baff, she met Boff. They fell in love. Boff was going to take the left road. Baff was going to take the right road. But they didn't want to split up.
- Stefan
- Stefan
Go or Stay?
Nov. 2
Leaving, James told Him to stay, He instead stepped off the creaky porch and began to walk down to his car, parked on the sidewalk. It was a cloudy Autumn day, his favorite. He felt it again.. that horrible urge to go back into that horrible house. "Stop it! Why are do doing this!?" He struggled with himself for nearly 10 minutes. He wanted to scream. The urge was too overwhelming. He went back in. The smell of the house reminded him of his grandparents basement. He always enjoyed that smell. Maybe too much. As he stood in the entrance he looked up the long staircase in front of him. He watched the dust sparkle in the rays of sunlight that shot through the dusty windows above him. He shut the large door. It made a hollow echo through the empty rooms. He never walked anywhere in the house. He simply stood in one spot, in front of the door. He always wondered what was up those stairs. At the top of them was a door, he wanted to open it badly.
Nov. 3
That morning he woke up laying on the dirty floor. "What are you doing? Are you insane?" He rolled over on his back and starred at the tall ceiling. It seemed so high up. James stood up and looked up the stairs, and pointed at it. He ignored the stairs, forcing himself to look away from them. "Just go up there!" "No!" He answered in a stern scream. He continued laying there, looking at the ceiling.
Nov. 4
He was hungry. Confused. Crying. He didn't sleep last night, he just laid there talking. "It's the best thing to do. Just go. You will like it." James said. "OK, fine." Answered Him. "But you have to come with me." Together James and Him walked up the old stairs. To the door. Written on the door in black letters was: "Heaven"
- Joey
Leaving, James told Him to stay, He instead stepped off the creaky porch and began to walk down to his car, parked on the sidewalk. It was a cloudy Autumn day, his favorite. He felt it again.. that horrible urge to go back into that horrible house. "Stop it! Why are do doing this!?" He struggled with himself for nearly 10 minutes. He wanted to scream. The urge was too overwhelming. He went back in. The smell of the house reminded him of his grandparents basement. He always enjoyed that smell. Maybe too much. As he stood in the entrance he looked up the long staircase in front of him. He watched the dust sparkle in the rays of sunlight that shot through the dusty windows above him. He shut the large door. It made a hollow echo through the empty rooms. He never walked anywhere in the house. He simply stood in one spot, in front of the door. He always wondered what was up those stairs. At the top of them was a door, he wanted to open it badly.
Nov. 3
That morning he woke up laying on the dirty floor. "What are you doing? Are you insane?" He rolled over on his back and starred at the tall ceiling. It seemed so high up. James stood up and looked up the stairs, and pointed at it. He ignored the stairs, forcing himself to look away from them. "Just go up there!" "No!" He answered in a stern scream. He continued laying there, looking at the ceiling.
Nov. 4
He was hungry. Confused. Crying. He didn't sleep last night, he just laid there talking. "It's the best thing to do. Just go. You will like it." James said. "OK, fine." Answered Him. "But you have to come with me." Together James and Him walked up the old stairs. To the door. Written on the door in black letters was: "Heaven"
- Joey
An Unwanted Guest
It fell from a tree and terrified the hiking family of 3. A dad a mom, and their daughter. It looked like some humanoid. As the family started to back away it ran off. The family then walked off, wandering what it was that they saw.
A few days past, and an older woman was walking the path, but she noticed it first, sitting toward the trunk of the tree. The first thought that came to her was an alien, an unwanted inhabitant on this planet. she picked up a rock, and threw it at the form. She missed. She found another rock and reared back, but it was gone. She too then continued along the path thinking about that strange creature.
Another day or so passed and the old woman came again, and so did the family. They were carrying small caliber rifles now, a determined look in there eyes. They spotted the form and shot it 4 times, it rolled over dead, and leaked liquid all over the ground. "Well that's the last of them damned creatures." said the father. "Yes sir, it is." replied the grandmother, "I remember when we first inhabited this planet they were all over it, They used to call this place "Earth."
- Joey
A few days past, and an older woman was walking the path, but she noticed it first, sitting toward the trunk of the tree. The first thought that came to her was an alien, an unwanted inhabitant on this planet. she picked up a rock, and threw it at the form. She missed. She found another rock and reared back, but it was gone. She too then continued along the path thinking about that strange creature.
Another day or so passed and the old woman came again, and so did the family. They were carrying small caliber rifles now, a determined look in there eyes. They spotted the form and shot it 4 times, it rolled over dead, and leaked liquid all over the ground. "Well that's the last of them damned creatures." said the father. "Yes sir, it is." replied the grandmother, "I remember when we first inhabited this planet they were all over it, They used to call this place "Earth."
- Joey
The Stateman
Geoff pushed his way through the gathering crowd. He stopped beside a rather normal looking man. "Who's the Stateman?" he asked him. "He makes statements everyday." The man answered never taking his eyes off the stage. Geoff, confused, looked at the stage. Everyone started cheering as a somewhat plump elderly man stepped up to the mic.
He cleared his throat. "Ladies and gentlemen!" The Stateman said, "Today is sunny!" Then the crowd yelled and applauded. He cleared his throat again, "I Say it's a fine day!" he added. The crowd laughed. "Tomorrow may never come, yesterday may never come again!" Said the Stateman. The crown laughed and applauded.
"That will be 10 cents each." Finished the Stateman. Geoff payed in the coin box on his way out. He came back the next day.
- Stefan
He cleared his throat. "Ladies and gentlemen!" The Stateman said, "Today is sunny!" Then the crowd yelled and applauded. He cleared his throat again, "I Say it's a fine day!" he added. The crowd laughed. "Tomorrow may never come, yesterday may never come again!" Said the Stateman. The crown laughed and applauded.
"That will be 10 cents each." Finished the Stateman. Geoff payed in the coin box on his way out. He came back the next day.
- Stefan
Uncommon legend
Lights burn out. I burn in.
When I was born I was fully grown.
When I was a 5 years old I died.
When I was dead I turned 6.
When i was 6 I shattered.
Lights burn in. I burn out.
- Joey
When I was born I was fully grown.
When I was a 5 years old I died.
When I was dead I turned 6.
When i was 6 I shattered.
Lights burn in. I burn out.
- Joey
Sergeant Kin
"How old is he?" Asked Jim to his boot camp buddy, as he was cleaning his M16 rifle.
"Who?"
"Sgt. Kin."
"Some say he has always been here."
"What do you mean?"
"Like ever since they made the army."
That night as Jim was laying in his cot all he could think of was Sgt. Kin. And how when he had fussed at him earlier how his eyes seemed to glow with speckles a yellow. Suddenly a loud scream filled the quiet room, it was Kin, "Come here now, Jim!" He had never called him by his first name before, it was very strange, but what was stranger was that nobody else woke up. Jim looked to his left, at the end of the room stood the Sgt., a black outline against an eerie yellow glow from the hall behind him.
Jim didn't go. "NOW, CREST!" screamed the Sgt. wildly. Jim still didn't move. After a few long seconds the Sgt. turned and walked down the hall, back into his room. Jim Crest cried himself to sleep.
- Joey
"Who?"
"Sgt. Kin."
"Some say he has always been here."
"What do you mean?"
"Like ever since they made the army."
That night as Jim was laying in his cot all he could think of was Sgt. Kin. And how when he had fussed at him earlier how his eyes seemed to glow with speckles a yellow. Suddenly a loud scream filled the quiet room, it was Kin, "Come here now, Jim!" He had never called him by his first name before, it was very strange, but what was stranger was that nobody else woke up. Jim looked to his left, at the end of the room stood the Sgt., a black outline against an eerie yellow glow from the hall behind him.
Jim didn't go. "NOW, CREST!" screamed the Sgt. wildly. Jim still didn't move. After a few long seconds the Sgt. turned and walked down the hall, back into his room. Jim Crest cried himself to sleep.
- Joey
Mar 23, 2008
The Tale of Daniel Lagoon
“Who’s he?” asked the little girl. “He?” exclaimed Grandpa. “He is Daniel Lagoon! The only man to ever live to 120 years old!” The Girl, somehow became interested in the obviously made up story. “It begins like this!…” Started Grandpa.
Daniel Lagoon was a single child in the country. And by a single child I mean the only one in the country, and in fact the last child in the country. He spent most of his childhood playing by himself and creating strange worlds in his mind.
Until one day, when he was 21 years of age, he happened upon a pond in the woods just outside of town. Curious and ambitious, he dove in. There, as many tales go, he found a single thing… an angel.
Not a toy angel or anything like that, but a real angel. And it was alive. It motioned to him to swim down but in terror, Daniel swam back up and ran away from the pond.
But as the days went by he became more and more curious about the thing he saw in the water. He knew it couldn’t be someone playing around. It was too deep, and he somehow knew in his heart, it was an angel.
But never again did he go back to that pond.
“Well that’s all I know…” Stopped Grandpa.
- Stefan
Daniel Lagoon was a single child in the country. And by a single child I mean the only one in the country, and in fact the last child in the country. He spent most of his childhood playing by himself and creating strange worlds in his mind.
Until one day, when he was 21 years of age, he happened upon a pond in the woods just outside of town. Curious and ambitious, he dove in. There, as many tales go, he found a single thing… an angel.
Not a toy angel or anything like that, but a real angel. And it was alive. It motioned to him to swim down but in terror, Daniel swam back up and ran away from the pond.
But as the days went by he became more and more curious about the thing he saw in the water. He knew it couldn’t be someone playing around. It was too deep, and he somehow knew in his heart, it was an angel.
But never again did he go back to that pond.
“Well that’s all I know…” Stopped Grandpa.
- Stefan
Mandibles
“All aboard!” the boarder dude yells. Sebastian picks up his luggage and slowly walks in a large crowd of people toward the ramp. He watches many seagulls above him flying quickly away from the ocean. The waves are abnormally calm. Nearly a minute passes before he finally enters the boat. A servant grabs a few bags from his hands and shows him to his room, which is not located far from where he boarded.
He unpacks and begins to enjoy an apple. Once the apple is gobbled up he retrieves his dairy and writes in It: Nov. 19. 56. I am now in my room aboard the beautiful lunar heading toward my homeland, and I have just finished an apple. Satisfied with his entry he returns his dairy to a luggage bag.
Feeling tired he scoots his eyes to a small yellow clock on the wall it reads: 11:22. “Well time to hit the sack.” he chuckles to himself, and punches a sack of apples. He then lays down on his bed and rests for a few minutes.
Suddenly a few loud knocks on the door: “TDOCK TDOCK!” awakes him. “Mr. Greef?” a quiet voice mummers. “Who is it?” Sebastian asks back. “Tis room service.” Sebastian relieved unlocks and opens the maroon door; but no one is there. Unable to control himself from his hatred of pranks he yells: “NAZI!” and slams shut the door. Instantaneously a knock on the door again, he opens it speedily. This time his former room servant stands before him pale as a sheet, “No, no, not a sheet, but a sheep!” Sebastian thinks to himself. The servant then whispers: “There’s a monster in the water.” Sebastian answers: “I’ll take a look.”
He exits his room, and trots to the balcony, and leans over, peering into the black water. He sees a quick huge green glint deep down in the darkness. He blinks, shakes his head, rubs his eyes, and looks again… nothing. “I saw…” he is stopped by the realization that the servant is no longer with him. He begins to feel scared. Trying to find the servant he scampers around the ship, but finding no one. “Hello!?” he yells loudly, but no answer. Suddenly a deep boom sound echoes and the ship shakes. Then another, then another, then the boat swiftly flips on its side, Sebastian flies into the cold water.
While in the water he opens his eyes and sees a huge dark shark like form but spinning like a top toward him. It’s skin gleaming green, it’s mouth equipped with mandibles. Unfortunately that’s the last thing Sebastian ever saw.
- Joey
He unpacks and begins to enjoy an apple. Once the apple is gobbled up he retrieves his dairy and writes in It: Nov. 19. 56. I am now in my room aboard the beautiful lunar heading toward my homeland, and I have just finished an apple. Satisfied with his entry he returns his dairy to a luggage bag.
Feeling tired he scoots his eyes to a small yellow clock on the wall it reads: 11:22. “Well time to hit the sack.” he chuckles to himself, and punches a sack of apples. He then lays down on his bed and rests for a few minutes.
Suddenly a few loud knocks on the door: “TDOCK TDOCK!” awakes him. “Mr. Greef?” a quiet voice mummers. “Who is it?” Sebastian asks back. “Tis room service.” Sebastian relieved unlocks and opens the maroon door; but no one is there. Unable to control himself from his hatred of pranks he yells: “NAZI!” and slams shut the door. Instantaneously a knock on the door again, he opens it speedily. This time his former room servant stands before him pale as a sheet, “No, no, not a sheet, but a sheep!” Sebastian thinks to himself. The servant then whispers: “There’s a monster in the water.” Sebastian answers: “I’ll take a look.”
He exits his room, and trots to the balcony, and leans over, peering into the black water. He sees a quick huge green glint deep down in the darkness. He blinks, shakes his head, rubs his eyes, and looks again… nothing. “I saw…” he is stopped by the realization that the servant is no longer with him. He begins to feel scared. Trying to find the servant he scampers around the ship, but finding no one. “Hello!?” he yells loudly, but no answer. Suddenly a deep boom sound echoes and the ship shakes. Then another, then another, then the boat swiftly flips on its side, Sebastian flies into the cold water.
While in the water he opens his eyes and sees a huge dark shark like form but spinning like a top toward him. It’s skin gleaming green, it’s mouth equipped with mandibles. Unfortunately that’s the last thing Sebastian ever saw.
- Joey
Vinegar
Joshua smelled the liquid on his brown gloves.. Vinegar. He wiped it off with a towel and continued to move around the musty room. He had just had his brown hair shaved off yesterday. He always shaved it when summer started. He hated summer. The walls were white, the carpet blue, no blood, strange considering the knifed up body. The only clue was that spilled bottle of vinegar.
- Joey
- Joey
It Happened
The wind blew against the house, and made a whistling sound which scared him out of his sleep. It was dark, so dark that his alarm clock made part of his room glow a faint red. It read 4:44am. He rubbed his eyes, and counted with his fingers how long he had slept.. about 5 hours. That’s enough, he thought, but he felt like a brick. He scooted to the bathroom and flipped on the light. It’s brightness blinding, he squeezed his eyes to slits, leaning over the toilet, releasing his bladder. He then swished his mouth with water, and went back to bed, leaving the bathroom light on. He was too scared to cut it off. He lay there for what felt like an hour, eyes open; he couldn’t sleep.
He lifted up, looked at the clock. It read 4:43am. It had happened. He never knew exactly what, but it just did.
- Joey
He lifted up, looked at the clock. It read 4:43am. It had happened. He never knew exactly what, but it just did.
- Joey
National Day for the Clinically Healthy Minded
November first. "It's amazing how many people showed up." said the man in the brown coat.
- Stefan
- Stefan
Happy
In the hole, it (covered in dimples) looked up. Above the hole someone looked down. In the hole it thought "Oh no. he found me. Now I'm going to get hit again." Above the hole they thought "Oh yes. I made it." A few moments later the thing that was in the hole is now in some water, with no one looking down on it, wanting to hit it. A year later it is now very happy, covered in mud, under a pond.
- Joey
- Joey
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