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"What's he doin' now?" Papaw squinted past Robbie's shoulder and into the living room. "I got Daniel the new headset for that VR fantasy game he and his friends play," Robbie said. "Keeps him active."
By Loryne Andawey4 years ago in Fiction
Detective David : Hair Trimmer
Detective David had seen his fair share of bizarre crimes, but this one took the cake. It all started with a hair trimmer. It was a quiet evening when the police received a call from a woman claiming that her husband had been murdered. She told the police that she had found him dead in their bathroom with a hair trimmer shoved into his ear. Detective David arrived on the scene and immediately noticed something strange about the hair trimmer. It had been modified with some sort of electrical component that he couldn't quite place. The investigation led Detective David to a local barber shop, where he discovered that the hair trimmer had been stolen from one of the barbers. The barber couldn't remember who had taken it, but he did recall that the trimmer had been acting strange the last time he had used it. Further investigation revealed that the hair trimmer had been modified with a GPS tracking device, which led the detective to a nearby warehouse. Inside, he found a small operation that was producing modified hair trimmers. The operation was being run by a man named Victor, who had a long history of petty crimes. Victor had discovered that he could modify hair trimmers with GPS tracking devices and sell them on the black market to thieves who could use them to track their victims. But one of the hair trimmers had been used in a murder, and Victor was now facing serious charges. Detective David was determined to get to the bottom of the case and bring the perpetrator to justice. After several interviews and investigations, the detective discovered that the victim's wife had been having an affair with her husband's business partner. She had convinced the business partner to kill her husband and make it look like an accident with the modified hair trimmer. The GPS tracking device had been used to monitor the victim's movements, and the hair trimmer had been planted in the bathroom after the murder. The electrical component had been used to cause a small electrical shock, which had caused the victim's muscles to contract, making it look like he had accidentally stabbed himself with the trimmer. In the end, Detective David was able to piece together all the clues and bring the two perpetrators to justice. The hair trimmer had been the key to solving the case, and Detective David was hailed as a hero for his quick thinking and dedication to justice. The case had been a strange one, but it had also reminded the detective that even the most ordinary objects could become deadly weapons in the hands of the wrong people.
By Murali .R4 years ago in Fiction
Volume 2: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
"Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets - Part 2" is the riveting conclusion to the second film in the Harry Potter series, based on J.K. Rowling's beloved novels. This enthralling movie takes us back to the magical world of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where Harry and his friends face the dark secrets hidden within the Chamber of Secrets.
By Mohammed Askee4 years ago in Fiction
The Telltales of a Boy Crying Pearls!
The throbbing pain in his head, the pounding heart in his chest, the soaked eyes in his sockets, the aching tension in his mind, all indicated what raced in his veins. He felt as if his soul had left his casket of a body and filled it with all the darkness and damnation it passed through. He slumped down onto his desk where papers were all soaked up and drenched in his tears. Suddenly a white shimmering light filled the room and something landed beside his chair while flapping of the wings swooshed the air around him. "Angel of Death! You're here already?" The boy questioned ever so innocently. "A soul as Young as you must not be awaited here in the deadly realm of the world where the living are feasted upon by their fellow brothers." The Angel replied. "Such is the reality of this damned world where your loved ones hurt you the most." "I agree. I'm afraid we might be getting late. Heaven awaits your arrival. You might want to have a last look at your home and family?" "My family? They're far off happy without me. I don't want to bid them a farewell glance and as far as this house is concerned, I'll only find memories to sorrow upon. I'm glad Heaven awaits my arrival." "Kids go straight to Heaven. But what injuries has your soul endured at such a small age? Grasp my wings and let's see the inner side of your soul while we travel." The boy grasped the Angel's wings with his hands ever so delicately and within the blink of an eye, he soared above the clouds, into the realm of mysteries where purified souls roamed about. The evil nature of this world gulped his soul down so hard that his heart gave up and his brain fuzzed out and left him at the mercy of an Angel, who beautifully embraced his soul and led him far beyond the curtains of living Hell. Background of the Heaven Boy! "You are nothing more than a coward! A shame to the family's name. You better back off freak. This is my room, you better not step in ever again. Oh! You sta…amm.err? You were born a weirdo, you still are a weirdo and you'll always stay a weirdo. You better get admitted to the Mental Asylum, because you don't belong here!" Huddled into a corner, his mind racing with all sorts of bullying and rage he had encountered at every step of his life starting with his birth, he sobbed into his sleeves. He had seen the cruelty of life at such an unripened age. "Hey what are you doing here? Don't you have a class to attend?" A boy called out to him in the bathroom. "Ye..es. I… am …uh.. lea..ving! He replied while stammering. After an entire day of being bullied at school, he reached the other arena of bullies, his home. He didn't want to face them so he ran up the stairs and locked his room. "Hey you're not going away with this attitude. We're hungry! Serve us food." His father called out from the lounge room. He couldn't stay locked up in peace, until he served them food, which he had cooked in the morning already. "Gi…ve… me … wa..ter… Freak!" His brother tortured him with stammering. His father started laughing and ordered him,"Hey turn on the TV, I don't wanna miss my show!" The rage burning inside him always felt like a building burning down in flames, which he never exhaled out. After gulping down sickening words of his family, he never felt hungry, and always slumped onto his bed pooling it with his most precious tears. Every night he prayed to Allah for mercy and to call him to Heaven out of the bounds of this unfair world. As sadness and hopelessness consumed him, he felt like he was drowning in an endless sea of despair. And just like that, his heart gave out, and his brain went fuzzy, leaving his soul floating aimlessly outside his body. What could have caused such a catastrophic event that night, that he couldn't endure further, is a mystery we may never solve, but one thing is for sure - his final resting place is one where evil can't even take a breath. So let's take comfort in the fact that he's in a better, safer, and happier place now, free from the troubles that plagued him in life.
By Syeda Ayesha Arshad4 years ago in Fiction
Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah!
Aisha and Kyle thought they could get away from old Grammy without incident, but then Grammy turned to little Noah and asked, "do you want a puppy?"
By Loryne Andawey4 years ago in Fiction
The Island, part 4
"I shall give you one more chance, children," Succor-Beleth said, its voice a choir of perfection. A tear rolled down Alex's cheek. The Crone Mother's tongue stretched out of her mouth to taste it.
By James Golden4 years ago in Fiction
Marine Corps Stories: My Efforts
My wounds stemmed from the blast. Corporal Leminsin moved. I saw the muzzle flash. I heard the deafening sound of the IED. I lost my leg. I nearly lost my mind. But I’m still serving. I’m at a desk. But I’m still wearing the uniform in the Corps. I look at my bionic leg and am proud that I saved Leminsin’s life. I was awarded the Navy Cross for my efforts, and as a fellow corporal, it felt right.
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Fiction
Marine Corps Stories: The Bird Flew High
Brigadier General Josephine Nakamora passed off on the helicopters flying at night. “We’re not going to end up like the Army,” Captain Montrell Bervins announced as he started up the bird.
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Fiction
Marine Corps Stories: Shield You from a Round
“We preach that selflessness, unselfish self-sacrifice, but we don’t believe it. We know that we really don’t care about the next Marine. We’re looking for that promotion or pay and bennies or bonus,” Staff Sergeant Leonard Watley announced.
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Fiction
The Genres
The Genres ogled the debut book, its copies arranged into a towering stack. "Definitely mine," Fantasy said. "I'll need a new shelf!"
By Loryne Andawey4 years ago in Fiction
Stop !
It was a hot summer day, and Lily was feeling bored at home. She decided to check her phone to see if she had any new messages. To her surprise, she had a message from her crush, Alex. Lily's heart raced as she read the message.
By Bashir Ndawula4 years ago in Fiction
The Island, part 3
The Island Part 3 Addu Island Maldives 12:05 AM Alex was not there. The consciousness of Alex Kyznetsov lay cradled in the mind of the Crone Mother, kept like a sleeping babe. Her yellow, jaundiced eyes glowed sick and ephemeral within the dark skull of Alex. A long tongue flicked tiny, deadly fangs as she smiled.
By James Golden4 years ago in Fiction