Historical
The Butterfly Effect
As a time traveller, Alex had seen the world change in countless ways. He had witnessed the rise and fall of empires, the birth and death of civilizations, and the evolution of humanity as a species. He had seen the great triumphs and the terrible tragedies of history, but he had never been able to intervene. Until now.
By Angelina w. (Poet)4 years ago in Fiction
The Rise of the Dragon: The Chinese Balloon Invasion of America
Sure, I can expand on the story "The Rise of the Dragon" to reach 900 words. The summer of 2022 was a time of celebration in America, as people came out of lockdown and finally gathered together once again. Festivals and events were taking place all over the country, and it was at one of these gatherings that the first Chinese dragon balloon was spotted.
By The professor_Storyteller 4 years ago in Fiction
Adventures of The Time Travelers
"The Incredible Journey of Jack and Sarah as They Alter the Course of History" Once upon a time, there was a man named Jack who had discovered the secret of time travel. He had been working on this invention for years, and finally, it was ready. He stepped into the time machine, and it was like nothing he had ever experienced before. The world around him blurred, and he was transported to a different place and time.
By Content Creator4 years ago in Fiction
Vanished Without a Trace: The Mysterious Disappearance of a Town
The Disappearing Town: A town that suddenly disappears and is never seen again, leaving behind only a few clues to its mysterious disappearance. It is a topic that has fascinated people for generations. We all love a good mystery, and a disappearing town is one of the most intriguing. In this article, we will explore the phenomenon of the disappearing town and some of the most famous examples in history.
By sanju P Joy4 years ago in Fiction
If Walls Could Talk
If walls could talk they could tell many stories. They would reveal the secrets, tragedies, and even the joys of all the interactions of life they have witnessed. They would tell of unknown histories and stories long gone and teach us the past we’re too ashamed to confront. Peel back the layers of paint, panel and paper and I couldn’t even tell you that my early days were of happiness and glamour. Yes, I was freshly painted drywall, strong and sturdy. I was and still am part of something bigger, but in those days I was new and still a wall of hope. I am the north facing wall of room 23 of Applewood Manor, a nursing home, and I have seen many lives come and go.
By Michelle Holcombe4 years ago in Fiction
The Witnessing Wall: Tales from a Lonely Corner
If walls could talk, I would have told you about the life that once flowed through the rooms of this house. About the laughter that echoed in the halls, the love that was shared, and the dreams that were made. But now, as I stand alone in this abandoned home, the only sounds that surround me are the creaks and groans of my own wooden frame.
By Angelina w. (Poet)4 years ago in Fiction
Framed for Mortar
If walls could talk ... no one would listen. I know that from experience. I am not exactly a wall, admittedly, but I have lived inside one for ... well it depends on how you calculate time. It has been completely dark down here for, well centuries, I would guess. But now they have opened up for business again. Its no longer a dungeon, but something they call a "museum" - and there is light down here part of the time as well as visitors like yourself.
By Michael Dilts4 years ago in Fiction
THE LOST COLONY ADVENTURES of HIDEAWAY ISLAND
“Wait…no, don’t do that!” Seething, icy layers of dread sunk deeper into the pit of my stomach, plopping right next to my resolution. A lurching, retching motion swayed my insides, turning my head as I felt my stomach spin again—was it, no, it couldn’t be. Yesterday was bad enough, I had woken up in a smelly cesspit of a barge—a ship, a place I had only ever read about and trust me when I say—it wasn’t what dreams were made of—and this morning—same thing. I could taste the unwashed smells of a thousand men before I even opened my eyes.
By K.H. Obergfoll4 years ago in Fiction






