I knew Wendy from High school. She had just started as a freshman the year I got my diploma & headed out of the little podunk town in search of my fortune. I had been away from my home for about two years, & I'd come back to town to visit my mom and help with some home improvement projects she had going. I spent a week building a greenhouse and redoing th...
by EgmontOriginals© Ivy stood at the top of the incline leading to the beach. The wrinkled-faced Maori woman with teeth missing smiled an eye-twinkling smile at her. "He's down there in that shed he calls home," the woman pointed. Rangi began thinking about the days seventy and more years ago when her grandfather and his men used to take the wool out thro...
All stories have some reality to them to make an awesome story come to life. This is just a fantasy or daydream that came alive on paper that I would love to share with you as a writer. In no way has a teacher/student relationship crossed its line in my life or will it ever. So please enjoy your naughty fantasy with me. I have two other stories that were wri...
You may have noticed that Because of Calan was removed. Well I'm having trouble continuing the story without becoming too typical, but I'm working on it to bring it back. As a replacement I decided to give ya'll a new paranormal story and I hope you like it!!! N.A.O. "My son!" The king yelled in anguish as he reached out his arms as if they could reach hi...
"I am bored out of my mind," he said and looked at himself in the mirror above the bar. The room was stale with smoke. "Why, what's your problem?" he turned around and looked at a girl in a black leather jacket that was standing behind him. "Where'd you come from?" he asked. "Oh here and there, mind if I sit down?" "Yeah, that's cool." He looked her...
Avery and I have been friends since we were in diapers; our parents are childhood friends and have been neighbors for most of their lives as well. As kids we were inseparable and where you saw one, the other wasn't too far behind. We listened to the same music, we liked the same style of clothes and shoes, even our personalities were almost the same. But fre...
Claudette stared balefully out the window of her small bookshop, watching the groups of Nazi soldiers pacing through the streets. Business had taken a turn for the worse since their occupation of her city in France. Wars were always hard times, but even her wealthier patrons had ceased coming to her shop because she was unable to procure the new literature....
JACKIE, OH! "My name's Emmanuel. I'm the crew chief." The bald tough guy said with a Greek accent, chomping an unlit, spittle-stained cheroot, and extending his hand to shake. It felt greasy and sweaty. "I'm Justin," I said meekly. "Justin Landos." I was sixteen, unwillingly working my first paying job in the summer of 1963 for a friend of my uncle. "The...
Roger's favorite holiday is and has always been Halloween. Unfortunately, last Halloween was the end to how he had celebrated it for so many years. This is the story about how Roger's Halloween holiday suddenly changed forever. Roger looked forward to Halloween all year long. Halloween was the one day that he could walk around wearing a mask to disguise his...
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows of the house she grew up in. Maggie McIntyre woke up after a nap: her day had been longer than any shift she'd pulled during her Residency, and she still felt tired. The room still looked the same as it did when she moved away from home to college: a girl's room with lace lampshades and curtains, a ruffle ar...