Fan Fiction
Little Red
Sister Agnes walked into the room where the children were sleeping, checking each of them one by one in the dim candlelight. Every night she wandered through the grand hall that was strewn and littered with cots, trying to ensure that the orphans were washed, had brushed their teeth, and said their prayers. For the most part, she considered it a tedious job given how many of these forgotten ones there were, but she tried to put the boredom of this nightly ritual out of her mind. She knew that she needed to focus on her work. Truth be told these children were the only thing keeping her and the other workers of the soup kitchen going. Without the little orphans here and the others before them, the Sacred Heart would have perished long ago. Since the Blast, which had literally turned the soil to poison, there was little that could be grown. In fact, hardly anything had survived at all. She knew that they needed these children to sustain the work. It was as simple as that.
By James McMechan3 years ago in Fiction
Everglade
Everglade Margaret could not remember a time when her and the others had the freedom to think their own thoughts or choose their own plans for the day. Everglade had been overrun and ruled by alien beings for a very long time. She was known by Evergladewoman562903 now but every day she would remind herself that her parents had named her Margaret before the world had changed, lest she forget.
By Nancy Rupp3 years ago in Fiction
Show don’t tell
I’m writting this guide cause I’ve notice a lot of people in the doomsday diary are falling into the pitfalls of show not tell. Now I’m no expert writer. My brain still can’t comprehend ‘and’. Im baffled by the coma. Where do you put it? But there is one golden rule I was taught. Show dont tell.
By Timothy Schoenfeld 3 years ago in Fiction
Best Foot Forward
Best Foot Forward Billy exhaled sharp breath, braced himself against the rear wall of the trench and prepared to go. As the whistle sounded, he gave a haphazard genuflection and pushed forward with all of his strength. He leapt and hit the second rung of the rickety trench-climbing ladder hard. In the eerie silence he heard it creak under his weight but it held and propelled him up and over the top into no-mans-land.
By Keith Vickerstaffe 3 years ago in Fiction
Scorned Pt. 11
Two Days Later... Potomac General Hospital – Morning – The room was extremely quiet, and Derek realized that even though he and his mother had managed to get Penelope to go home, he didn’t like waking up without her in the room. He missed her terribly, especially this morning. With most of the swelling around his spine gone, there still had been no change in his ability to feel his legs. The team of doctors who’d been working on his case had decided to begin a rigorous plan of physical therapy beginning today. His chest wound was healing nicely and most of the time his pain was manageable. Derek was nervous; everything was riding on therapy. Since meeting Penelope he’d had dreams of having a family and being able to run and play and wrestle with them. Never in his wildest dreams did he think that he could possibly be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
By Cynthia Fields3 years ago in Fiction
The Death of Justice
The Death of Justice In this corrupt, perverted society we live in, it's difficult to determine who is innocent and guilty. How do you decide who should take responsibility when there is enough blame to go around for everyone? The problem with accountability is that it is contingent upon a point of view and is subject to perspective. When urban tragedy is examined, logic suggests that the "blame game" has fingers pointing in many directions because of the different players' various perspectives.
By Dr. Willie J. Keaton3 years ago in Fiction
Snape's Death Scene Reimagined
Did you hate how easily and vainly Severus Snape died in the Deathly Hallows, without even putting up a fight? Well, I hated it too. Snape, no matter what you think of his character, was not going to stand idle, saying "My Lord?" like a limp marionette while Voldemort threatened to kill him. No, Snape would have brandished his wand and fought, and in this reimagination of his death scene, he does. Oh boy, he does.
By Ahmed Sherief3 years ago in Fiction
Crazy Like Me
“He refuses to speak to anyone else,” Dr. Thomas stood in front of Harleen, arms folded in disapproval as he spoke. “I already told you, I can’t treat him, there’s history there that would make me biased. He knows too much already, it’s not safe,” Harleen stood firm, her right hand was planted on her desk holding her up. Dr. Thomas couldn’t tell it was the only thing keeping her from shaking at the idea of the request.
By Nicole Stennett3 years ago in Fiction
The Tarnished Heart Locket
As i woke up from a heated blast in the year of 2092, I could smell wet medal and musty air to the point i could not breath, the air was so thick and my skin hurt to a touch,,OMG what has happened? the world has came to a close end, it was very silent.. all you could hear was falling medal and fires burning, no crying or yelling,i was so scared' wondering where is my family' so i stood up with fear and started walking not knowing any direction to go, i am so confused nothing looked the same i feel so alone, am i alone? as i walked down a broken street i thought i seen someone in the foggy dusty air, i yell out.. HELLO! and nothing'... again HELLO! and then i heard a moaning, I was so scared to go into the dust but i needed to know who is this person, so i walked closer and the moaning turned more into more of a zombie grunt, 'you know 'the sound like' in the movies..OMG am i in a dream? is this really happening? so at that moment i thought i needed some type of weapon, so i started looking around in the rubbage for something sharp,and i found a piece of a street sign shaped in a sharp point this had to do, so i walked closer.. and closer... and then it started to grunt loudly.. then all the sudden it showed it self'... there was a moment of silence...then i could feel the fear take over my body and the blood rushed to my brain, i felt like i was going to faint.. but i knew if this happens i could die or be taken, so i shook it off and reinsured myself i was going to survive no matter what! so it began moving closer and i could smell the strong odor of sweat and moth balls, all the sudden i see a sparkle it was sparkling from around its neck it came a little closer..i was scared but i was focus on what was sparkling at this point' only because it felt nostalgic..the dust was clearing and all the sudden.....OMG! it was my mother's locket it was tarnished but the diamonds were outstanding, with a big jolt it took off into the dust i started following not knowing if this was a trick to see if i would follow..i kept walking into the dust with caution not smelling the disfigured person or thing..but i had to see what was out there, i had to see if there where any survivors, 'i feel so alone' so i suddenly came upon a building that was still standing it was all stone it was very beautiful like it once was a church but the doors where haft caved in and wet with slime very weird i've never seen anything like this, it's so sticky i really can't get it off my hand's almost like vaseline but i couldn't worry about this.. but i can't stop to wonder if it's poisonous,so i walked in and it 'was' a church' but covered in this same slime i didn't want to touch nothing..but i had to see if they had water or food, there was a down stairs so i went down to see a refrigerator i opened it and water there was and a soft drink but no food i have to find food. so i started to make my way out and heard that grunting noise again so i duck down tight by a chair trying to focus my eyes but the odor is burning my eyes its a strong moth ball smell but i had to see if i can see this thing up close... there it stood about eight foot tall long arms and legs, i thought to myself this is no zombie this is some type of mutant but was it dangerous? or am i the food? am i being hunted? i can't fight this thing i am going to die for sure, i've got to make some type of trap,,,so i waited for it to leave,it did so after a moment so i get up and head forward to the door, so now i know if it gets close to me i can smell it, so i get out side and i see a lot of color lights in the distant. i am going to go see what these are but first i got to drink this water, my body feels heavy and weak, i am still needing food, i've drinkin my water it has made me feel better, now time to think how am i going to trap this thing and see what these lights are,as i get closer to the lights i hear a whisping noise like a huge carnival ride i know there is no way this could be.. so i get closer and closer i really can't see what it is... the dust is so thick so i put my hands out to touch it and its vibrating, then a huge white light opens up for me..i felt comfort in this light, and i had to really think about entering but the light was so inviting so i entered and i felt the warmth and no smells so i felt safe..... then all the sudden the door shut OMG! i've been trapped. I thought to myself i am going to die then the mutant stood right in front of me and gave me a gas mask and there was my mother's locket around its neck, i said do you understand me? do you know me? it spoke to me in my mother's voice and yes i was scared and happy at the same time the mutant said i am your mother but in a different form and i know you think i have trapped you and going to hurt you but to let you know i am here to save you, you are on a spaceship and i am taking you to jupiter and i knew if i told you this you would think its a lie because of the way i look,so i had to lure you into the ship, but we have to leave because earth is no longer home.. do you understand this she ask' i said yes mom lets go.... so off we went..thanks for reading my story....
By Tammy Benoit3 years ago in Fiction