Humor
Harold's Destiny
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It really did look lovely, and I was beginning to look forward to a week’s holiday with my mates Brad, Phil, Wallace and Sir Harold Whitaker Stolt III, Destroyer of Worlds. Yes that is his actual name. No I am not joking. His mum and dad took turns naming their kids, and since Harold was the middle child, his dad got to name him. Anyway, we got up to the top of the hill and parked the car. I opened the door to get out, but immediately slammed it shut and exclaimed, "Bugger this, let's go somewhere warmer!", and without hesitation Brad put the car into reverse, and we were rocketing down the mountainside - or rather, off the mountainside - as Brad had been a little bit too keen for our new plan to visit the Caribbean and failed to make the turn in time. As we made our untimely departure from the road, we spent a few seconds plowing through a patch of shrubbery and small trees before bursting out the other side in slow-motion. We spent a brief moment weightless as our Subaru de-forester levitated in the air, not dis-similarly to how a cartoon character would do, before slowly creaking and tilting forward to face the several hundred metre drop that awaited us. We all fastened our seat-belts upon seeing this. As the car began to plummet downwards, racing towards it's terminal velocity like a dog chasing literally anything, Harold began to panic. He did this even despite the large, friendly letters on the cover of his copy of The Hitch-Hikers Guide to The Galaxy specifically instructing him otherwise. "Brad you bloody plonker! You've killed us! We're all going to die!"
By Daniel Lowe4 years ago in Fiction
Blatherskite
1 - A quiet wait We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. There was only two of us occupying the four-wheel drive monster that was chosen for this mission. Lolli was driving while I consulted the map; it was not hard to find the cabin, now we just needed to wait. When we pulled up to the cabin, I got out and assessed our situation. There was only the one road, no back way out, that was good. I double checked to make sure our tracks had been properly concealed, they were. I also made a mental note to let Sax know that the vehicle, her new invention, worked like a charm. We found a good place to conceal our conveyance and then we entered the cabin.
By Floyd Doolittle4 years ago in Fiction
5 Rock-Solid Reasons Why God Definitely Exists That You Can’t Possibly Argue With
I recently wrote about how God cannot possibly exist. Since then, I’ve been informed by some of my readers that I was wrong. God does in fact exist, and here are some excellent reasons why that is definitely the case.
By Edward John4 years ago in Fiction
On the streets of... #2
I spent every free minute of the next three weeks learning, or more precisely, re-learning magic. I even bought a cheap plastic wand and started to work my way through the high school textbook. First, the Sign of Movement. The first chapter in the book and the first Rune every sorcerer-to-be learns in high school.
By John H. Knight4 years ago in Fiction
Possessed By A Ghost
HALLOWEEN NIGHT We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was pretty dark already. Riley had wanted to wait until all the trick-or-treaters were done before leaving for the weekend getaway. She had told me in that no-nonsense tone, 'Tina - We loved Halloween as kids, and there is no way we are leaving before every last candy has gone.'
By Anu Sundaram4 years ago in Fiction
Him Again
"We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin." I knew that I needed this Break but I shouldn't be here with Him. What if he strikes a Change and decided to abuse me out here alone in the snowy Dunes... Who will then come and Stop him or check on me?? I was nervous around him but I Looked calm and cool. I smiled slightly more so that he feels he has my attention. I stared out the window into the Face of the Cabin it seemed miniature. I couldn't concentrate my thoughts because he was still blasting music and Shouting outrage Lyrics to N.W.A
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)4 years ago in Fiction
