Robbie Nagle
Bio
Hey there. Welcome to my page. I have recently started walking out the path to writing my first novel. To allow myself other creative outlets, I’ll be using this to post some poetry and short stories that may or may not be in future novels.
Stories (40/0)
The First Awakening
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She was waiting outside his office to ask him a question. When she saw the colors coming from this odd square on his wall, she exclaimed, “Woah. Hey Doc, what is that?” Closing his door and letting out a sigh, Doc responded with, “505, what are you doing here?” “Well, they said I was done with all my tests and to come see you. Did I fail them or something? Research seemed like she was pretty disappointed in me.” He expressed the same disappointed look but then shook his head at himself. Kneeling down to her eye level, Doc smiled and said, “No. You did perfectly fine, 505. You did so good, in fact, that I will show you what is in my room. You have to keep it a secret though. Can you do that?” 505 smirked and gave him a thumbs up, as if she were the greatest secret keeper of all time.
By Robbie Nagleabout a year ago in Fiction
A Secret Letter
Hello there, My name is Fredrick Miracle and I am writing this letter to tell a story of how I truly became the CEO of Miracle Corporation. I do not know who this letter will reach, or if it will reach anyone at all. I am getting old, you see. My son has already taken over my company and I have never told anyone what really happened all those years ago, before anyone even knew I existed.
By Robbie Nagle3 years ago in Journal
Life in 615
As city 615 bustled with the common night life of raves and illegal activities, Jerry Jenkins was simply trying to make an honest living. Finally getting a job in the market district after purchasing his first Miracle Bike. It was a much older model, but it still allowed him to travel out of the ghettos. He dreamed of the newest model that had auto-pilot and other fancy gadgets, but he had to settle for the 112 model. As he hovered through 615, heading to work at one of the only decent stores in the city, he passed by the Miracle Museum. Thinking that he hadn’t been in a while, he figured he had some time to stop in again to see the fame of one of his idols, Fredrick Miracle.
By Robbie Nagle3 years ago in Futurism