The Journal in a Bottle

I write this journal with a heavy heart and a weary mind, for the terrors I've seen are ones of despair to any other seafarer. In the continent men speak of beasts under the sea, of monsters humongous and of pure evil that roam the waters distant...

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A Short Hike

The tires of your big brother's truck crunch over the gravel as he pulls off the road and into the little parking area for the trail head to Bear Lake and you can feel your tail give a little excited thump on the seat. He'd promised that the two of...

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College Life; Part One

I wrote this story in the first-person, i generally write in the third-person, but, i wanted this to involve the reader more with a pov story.

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Flames of Falstryl [Short]

It won't be long until I've been found. They came so quickly... burned the entire village down within mere moments, leaving it in a smoldering ruin as they pillaged whatever remained. I remember the horrible screaming as I scoured for a space to hide...

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George Fox's Boot Log

\*Thump\* \*Thump\* \*Thump\* The sound of dragging started as the foot lifted away and the air became less stale. She was home now. My body as it always does decompressed to it's full form. She probably wouldn't have noticed anyways, I'm literally...

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Damn this devil...

Noon. The day had started a while ago and most people were probably going about with their errands on the streets. Me? I'm too tired from last night to do anything. But it was one hell of a night. I stand from the table and take one final sip from my...

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I am Rat

I wanted to write a transformation story from first-person-perspective where the lead character has a limited vocabulary. i hope that the overall story makes sense. i am rat i am rat. i know this word is me because the men say it.

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The Wolf, the Fox, and the Envelope Part 3

I woke up to my wolf's arms around me. After a moment of enjoying the warmth, I experienced a sudden jolt of surprise. The last thing I could remember was looking over that envelope in the living room, and yet now I was in the bedroom. Did I really...

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The Wolf, the Fox, and the Envelope Part 2

It was about 17:30 when my rumbling stomach roused me. The first obstacle between food and my stomach was the wolf still lying on top of me. I considered for a moment how best to remove him. Although I was somewhat smaller than he, I was definitely...

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The Wolf, the Fox, and the Envelope

Ok, so it's been about three months or something crazy since I've even posted a journal on here. I'm going to see what I can cook up in the next hour and a half or so before I need to pack up shop again. Ok. Deep breath. Writing powers activate! * *...

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The Examination

You hear nothing at first. Neither do you see anything. Its black, darkness everywhere. You try to look around, but find your head is secured in place, something tight that creaks like leather holding your head back in place. You struggle in every...

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A "light" error in science

Chapter 1 -And so it begins- Not letting up, I keep running, I don't even know what I'm doing running in the first place. I try to turn and see what, if anything is behind me, but to no avail my head stays locked in place. I can feel a faint feeling...

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