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DisGRUNTled
This story is part of the Vocal + Assist on Facebook Lost in a Story Challenge. You can learn more about it here: Oh, sure! Cheer for the runt that got saved! Saved by a SPIDER, of all things! Some words a human “saw” spelled out in a web? Puh-leeez! Probably imagined it. They imagine all sorts of things.
Dana CrandellPublished 4 days ago in Fiction
The Porcelain Village
"My clay hands are transforming into solid porcelain. I've always had the hands of a potter, shaped by the craft. The constant contact with wet clay dries and roughens my skin, and the clay paste leaves it red and cracked.
faisal khanPublished 4 days ago in FictionFood Report No. 132
From the files of the Dark Hunters (Hudson Walter X’s Reports): Since the crisis occurred, I have kept as accurate a record as possible of the changes that have taken place within the greater society and the world as a whole. Notably, I have seen the worst possible behaviour in my neighbours and friends and responded by trying to bring a level of sanity and decency back in our lives, with or without assistance. Naturally, this has been a very difficult task, especially for a man who once was responsible for nothing more challenging than guiding high school students towards a brighter future through discussion, reviews of transcripts, and stating the plain facts about their skills. But we have made it this far with many successes, more than I could have imagined. The only difficulties that remain lie with utilities, plans for our return to the cities, clean-ups and hunting, and, of course resources.
Kendall DefoePublished 4 days ago in Fiction
A Touch of Heaven
"Observe your surroundings," Grandpa whispered, his left hand resting gently upon my right shoulder, while his right hand gestured expansively before us. "This is my daily view now."
faisal khanPublished 4 days ago in Fiction
Hoodie Disguise
One Halloween night several years ago, a scarecrow grew bored hanging on his stand and decided to see the sights of the land around him. So he climbed down and headed for the nearest town. Grabbing a hoodie off a clothesline on his way in, he hid his burlap face away from all who would see.
Mother CombsPublished 4 days ago in Fiction
The Star of Magic
His name is Lin Xing, and he is a freshman at the Magic Academy. His dream is to become a top magic designer, who can transform the stars in the night sky into gorgeous fashion, amazing the audience. He has a magic artifact, a legacy from his father, a crystal ball that can store and release starlight.
qingyuan wuPublished 4 days ago in Fiction- Top Story - September 2023
The Munchkin
This story is part of the Vocal + Assist on Facebook Lost in a Story Challenge. You can learn more about it here: The house came out of nowhere. It dropped right out of the sky and landed on the Wicked Witch in the East, killing her instantly.
Mother CombsPublished 4 days ago in Fiction The Groomer of Narnia
This story is part of the Vocal + Assist on Facebook Lost in a Story Challenge. You can learn more about it here: My name is Killi. As the official groomer to Aslan, it was my job to see to it that his majestic and stnning mane always looked in tip-top shape. Before he returned to Narnia after a long sabbatical, doing whatever Christ-like beings in the guise of huge and wise lions do when they're not visiting their home. Anyway, before he returned, I had to get all the knotting out of his mane. He may be one of themost powerful beings and wisest of them all, but he's not the best at looking after himself, let me tell you that for nothing.
Paul StewartPublished 4 days ago in FictionEternal Love: A Tragic Tale
In a quaint seaside town named Serenity Cove, where the azure waves gently caressed the golden shores, two souls found themselves entwined in a love that would transcend time and mortality. Emily and Daniel, two ordinary people with extraordinary hearts, embarked on a journey that would forever change their lives.
Hamim HassanPublished 5 days ago in FictionCurdled
Robert dipped his finger into the milk and felt its warmth. The digital thermometer displayed a temperature of 103 F. He added a cup of dry starter culture, spreading it evenly over the milk, and a spoonful of yeast, and gave the vat a stir. The air was heavy with the smell of aging cheese.
Scott ChristensonPublished 5 days ago in Fiction
Secrets of the Abandoned Asylum
In the heart of the small, forgotten town of Ravenswood stood the imposing structure known as the Ravenswood Asylum. Abandoned for decades, it was a place that had always been shrouded in mystery and whispers of ghostly apparitions. Some believed it was cursed, while others thought it held the secrets to the town's troubled past. One fateful summer, a group of adventurous friends decided to uncover the truth behind the "Secrets of the Abandoned Asylum."
Esther AnimaPublished 5 days ago in Fiction
The Heart's Portrait
A young lady named Lily used to reside in a tiny, charming village tucked between sloping hills and next to a glittering river. Her brilliant smile and compassionate spirit made her well-known throughout the world. Lily may have appeared happy, but she was actually carrying a great load on her heart—a heart that was wounded and damaged from previous romantic setbacks.
vashni jidaunaPublished 6 days ago in Fiction
