KidzTalk - Recent questions tagged short

Short Story Contest!

Tue, 29 Apr 2025 12:06:51 +0000

Create a short story! Best one wins a mystery prize

The method to getting taller

Thu, 16 Jan 2025 17:51:05 +0000

Feeling inferior next to your friends? I gotchu my friend. To keep it short and simple, go on sprints, stretching helps a lot, I may not be able to give you specifics, but going on 18 second full sprints, then having a break for 30 seconds to a minute at least 6x a week, can make a difference in your height, ofc height is mostly genetics, but you can have an effect on it. its about 70-80% genetics, 20-30% lifestyle. No reason to not chase that extra 20 or 30%. Stretches can help a lot, it would be best to do some research on it so you can do stuff simply to benefit yourself.

Slight inactivity

Thu, 02 Jan 2025 11:18:18 +0000

It's 3 AM. I'm leaving for Michigan in 14 minutes.

I'll check in occasionally. But I need to leave for the plane soon!

Bye :3

I have a story to share.

Sun, 08 Sep 2024 05:46:22 +0000

So.... this is the story I came back to share... I wanted to tell you cause... I'm bored. So my mom was going to lunch with my aunt (during a school day) and I asked if I could tag along (she usually would have been fine with it) and she said no. So I dealt with it. On her way back home after lunch she got in a car accident and the back of the car (where I would have been sitting) was completely crushed. I typically sit with my legs sitting against the seat in front of me (I know it's dangerous but it's comfy) and I would have broken bones and possibly, have died. My mom is fine if you are wondering and she has no broken bones and only has a few scratches and bruises. BTW I will not stay long term just a few posts the I'll dip out! Thank you,

-Bitsy_boo1212

I’m taller then my mom!

Sun, 28 Apr 2024 10:43:58 +0000

I’m officially taller than my mom!

My mom is 5’5 and I’m 5’5 and a half!

Yay!!

knock once (horror)

Thu, 25 Jan 2024 15:47:51 +0000

One night, Elle was a sleep in her bed and she heard a sound. SKRACH, SKRACH. Elle sat up, " what was that! " She opend her door cafuly and tip-toed to her moms room. when Elle opened the door, there was her mom sound asleep. Elle walked over to her mom's bed and wiaperd, "mom, wake up." Her mom rolled over to face Elle, "huh, sweetie what do you need?" Elles mom sat up, "um, I just can't sleep. I feel scared." Elle told her mom. Her mom looked simpathetic, "Elle there is nothing to worry about. are house is safe, a warm." her mom said. Elle wasent convensed, "I know but still." So her mom walked her back to Elles room, and said that to know her mom was there, she would knock on the door. So Elle cralded into bed and closed her eyes. Every time her mom walked down the hall, she would knock once. But at midnight, Elle woke up. She herd someone walk down the hall, there was no knock. and then Elle hered her mom screem.

I Hear You (Horror)

Tue, 16 Jan 2024 04:20:14 +0000

You hear your mom calling you into the kitchen. As you are heading downstairs, you hear a whisper from the closet saying, "Don't go there honey, I heard it too"

BONAS......

Shortest horror story by Frederic Brown

The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.

Bro pls read pls

Thu, 19 Oct 2023 13:03:01 +0000

Lol jk nothing to tell so now leave and hate me a lot

Spooky....... SCARY SKELETONS SEND SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE

Fri, 04 Aug 2023 13:57:28 +0000

Idk what i was doing with the title but i decided to write a short horror story

Here ya go !

I was sad when my twin died.

I mean, of course anyone would be sad if their identical twin died. I was jelous of her my whole life. Even though we looked the same, talked the same, and basicaly were the same, life always went her way. She got straight A's, got OUR dream acting job and married a wealthy man, and had a child. Everything i ever dreamed of. Everything i wanted, but could never have, but then i found a way.....

The funeral was short and snappy. I had only ever made a couple friends and most hated me i suppose. I heard the rumours. People always thought there was somthing about me that made them uneasy, they were right i suppose. My Mom sobbed over the grave whilst Father barely held back his tears. Pathetic. I stood next to her husband holding her child, well its mine now i suppose. The priest ended his speach and everyone gradually drifted away. Her husband- i mean my husband dropped me and the child in their- i mean our house, and he drove off for work. I sat upon the couch dictating emails to kind people that offered their condolences about my late twin. Evening fell and i got up to make a cup of tea. The child stood, watching me. Their big blue eyes as cold as ice, and as piercing as a knife. I think she knows. I think she knows i killed her mom and stole her life. I think she knows its not her aunty down in that grave. She knows its her mother in that grave. She will probably forget as she grows older. And if she doesn't, I will deal with her......

PLOT TWIST !!!!!

Did ye like that ? Let me know in the answers !

The Black Hair ( Horror )

Wed, 20 Jul 2022 02:18:58 +0000

There was a samurai living in poverty in the capitol, who was suddenly summoned to the service of a Lord of a distant land. The samurai eagerly accepted the offer, but abandoned his wife of many years in favor of taking another woman he desired along with him.

When his responsibilities to the Lord had finished, the samurai returned to the capitol and found himself longing for his old wife. He went that night to the old house where they had once lived. It was midnight, and the full autumn moon bathed the home in light. The gate was open, and the samurai entered his old dwelling only to find his much-missed wife sitting silently by herself.

She showed neither anger nor resentment towards her husband for his ill-use of her, but instead offered him greetings and welcomed him back after his long time away.

The samurai, overcome with emotion, swore to his wife that they would live together from now on and never be parted. Pleased by the happiness this brought to his wife’s face, the samurai embraced her and they held each other until sleep took them.

The samurai was woken in the morning by the bright morning sun that battered the house more harshly than had the previous autumn moon. He looked about himself, and found that instead of embracing his wife he was holding a dry corpse, nothing but bits of flesh clinging to bone wrapped in long black hair.

He leapt to his feet and rushed into the neighbors house;

“What happened to the woman who lived next door?”

“Her? She was abandoned by her husband long ago, and died of an illness brought on by her sorrow. It was just this summer that she died. Because there was no one to care for her or give her a funeral, her body lays still where she died.”

Ghost Bro ( Horror )

Sun, 17 Jul 2022 14:56:50 +0000

My house was built in 1904. It is a single family home, wood frame setting on a concrete block foundation. I have been living here for about 12 years. Of all the weird things that my siblings and me have seen or heard in this house this one event is my favorite. This happened to my brother. About ten years ago my brother and his best friends had started a garage band playing mostly "Spanish rock," alternative music but in Spanish. His friends could only get together on Sunday afternoons. They would practice into the early evening, and they would usually call it quits by 8 pm. This was the time I usually showed up and went to bed, cause I worked the graveyard shift.

This happened in late fall, so the days were getting shorter, they had just finished a long session when the decision to head to someone else house came about. My brother handed his car keys to his buddy so they could load up the equipment. Everyone had filed out of the basement, but the tricky part was that they needed to walk all the way to the back of the basement, up the back stairs, through the kitchen doorway, down the hall into the living room and out into the front porch. Everyone was outside sitting in my brother's truck waiting for him. My brother was walking up the back stairs when he remembered that he had left his pancakes in a to go container sitting on a speaker in the basement. He made the decision to go back. Now the basement is not clean, with full sight lines, there had been partitions made, and the boiler and main heating unit are right smack in the middle. So after my brother walks back, he is about to retrieve his food container, when out of the corner of his eye he sees it.

It is a shadowy figure, right at his peripheral vision, this feeling of dread and uneasiness washed over my brother. We had been taught that if you are in the presence of a spirit or ghost and you felt a bad vibe, to say quick prayer or to cuss at it. My brother chose the latter, he basically just told it off with curse words.

My brother started to walk to the back of the basement and briskly up the stairs, closing doors and turning off lights as he was walking out. The last light switch is on the opposite side of the front door...luckily the door was open and the light from the street lamp was flooding the living room with its amber light. My brother said he felt something at his back, but at no point did he turn around. As he flicked the last switch the living room went dark, as did rest of the house. As he stepped out he pulled on the door closing it behind him, still holding his food container in one hand he jogged down the few porch steps. He walked towards the front gate...our house resides far from the main street, essentially having a large front yard but no rear garage. As he closed the gap between himself and his friend-laden truck he kind of smiled and thought things over in his head, mad at himself for spooking out when there was no reason.

He climbed into the drivers side of the truck, putting on his seat belt and getting ready to pull out of the parking spot directly in front of the house, when one of his friends asked " Hey wait what about your brother, isn't he coming with us?" My brother answered, "What do you mean? He went to work early tonight, he is already gone, do you see his car anywhere?"

The next question they asked "So then who was walking behind you when you were leaving the house? "

The Sleepover ( Horror )

Thu, 07 Jul 2022 12:35:50 +0000

When I was a child, I lived on a street with a haunted house. A large and happy family had lived in the house until a night when one of the children was playing with matches. The youngest boy of the family dropped a lit match on his bed but was too scared to call out for help.

The boy was burned alive under his covers. His parents and two sisters died with him in the flames.

One evening during a sleepover, my friends and I took turns trying to scare each other with ghost stories. It was approaching midnight and, unable to scare each other, we thought it would be fun to go to the haunted house in the dark.

We walked through the gate together and up to what remained of the door, still set in its stone doorframe.

The smell of smoke hung in the air, and thin clouds of ash were being blown in the breeze. But then we realized there was no breeze.

Shapes began to form in the clouds of ash and gray hands reached out from the shapes. As we turned to run, screams rose up out of the ashes. “Help us, we’re burning!” they cried.

We started to run, thinking that as soon as we were clear of the house we would be safe. But the ash shapes and screams followed us. As we neared my home, the smell of burning was almost overwhelming, and as we reached my door, I glanced over my shoulder to see a hand reaching for me.

We piled through my front door, slamming it behind us and ran up the stairs to my room, slamming that door tight, too. None of us expected to sleep, but the fear had exhausted us and we fell into a deep slumber.

The next morning, in the daylight, we were all much braver. During breakfast, we talked about what happened and came to the conclusion our imaginations had taken over. We decided to walk back to the house in the daylight.

I opened my front door and my mouth dropped in a silent scream. There, on the door, were two large round scorches high on the door, like someone had pounded on it with burning hands. Lower down, there were two smaller sets of handprints, as if children with burning hands had pushed against it.

Finally, near the bottom of the door was a tiny set of burnt handprints, as if the youngest little boy had tried in vain to push open the door and get help for his family.

Cameras Don’t Lie ( Horror )

Thu, 07 Jul 2022 12:22:31 +0000

A teenage girl had been babysitting for the same family for a few years. The children were generally well behaved, and she enjoyed looking after them.

One day the family called the babysitter with a special request.

“My sister and her husband died in an accident, and we have taken in their daughter,” the father said. “She is very quiet after what happened to her parents, but she is no trouble. Would you mind looking after her as well as the other children this Saturday?”

The babysitter said she didn’t mind at all, and on Saturday evening, she went to the family’s house.

The children settled down in bed and they all quickly fell asleep, except the niece. The little girl came back downstairs and asked if she could sit with the babysitter because the monster that killed her parents wouldn’t let her go to sleep.

Thinking the little girl was imagining things, but understanding she had just lost her parents, the babysitter decided to let the little girl sit with her.

Seeing the babysitter’s phone, the little girl asked if she could take some photos with it and the babysitter said yes. The little girl cheered up, just a little, and walked around the room taking photos of her teddy in different spots and snapping sad-looking selfies.

Every now and then the little girl would run back to the babysitter, crying, and asking her to chase away the monster. To make the little girl feel better, the babysitter would pretend to chase it away.

After a while the little girl could stay awake no longer and fell asleep on the sofa. The babysitter carried her up to bed, tucked her in, and went back downstairs.

She picked up her phone with the intention of deleting the photos the little girl had taken. But when she began to look at them, she let out a scream. In each of the selfies the little girl had taken, behind her, there was a pair of red eyes staring out of a monster’s face.

Clap Once For Yes ( Horror )

Thu, 07 Jul 2022 11:41:04 +0000

A family was camping and left their tent to go on a day hike. They were a few hours from their campsite when a storm suddenly blew up. They became disoriented in the wind and driving rain.

They tried to trace their steps back to the campsite but became lost in the unfamiliar backcountry. Being experienced hikers, they knew once they were lost it was best to stay in one place than wander in the woods, so they prepared to settle down and wait for rescue.

Darkness fell, and the family built a fire to keep warm. As they snuggled up against each other and started to drift off to sleep, they heard a noise coming from the trees.

“Who’s there?” one of the parents called, but there was no answer.

Then they heard the sound again. But once more, when they called out, there was no answer.

“Perhaps it’s someone who can’t speak,” suggested the daughter. So her mom called out, “Is there anyone there? Clap once for yes and twice for no.”

There was one clap.

“You were right,” the parents said to their daughter. “There is someone out there.”

“Are you here to rescue us?” shouted the mom.

Clap clap.

“Are you lost like us?”

Clap clap.

“Do you live out here in the woods?”

Clap clap.

“Let me try,” said the son. “Are you a boy?”

Clap clap.

“Are you a girl?”

Clap clap.

They all looked at each other, puzzled.

Thinking he was being funny, the son asked: “Are you human?”

Clap clap.

Now, the family was scared.

“Are you alone?” called the mom.

Clap clap.

The family huddled together more.

“How many of you are there then?

Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap ….

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Sun, 22 May 2022 02:33:41 +0000

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Story contest....

Tue, 20 Apr 2021 14:33:07 +0000

Pick from these two story starters and submit your entry by May 1st, 2021. Thanks!

#1. Riley Marrine was seen as a normal kid living a normal life. She had a loving family, a big house, and was pretty well off. But she had a secret.....

#2. I was walking along the dusty cobblestone road, to my run-down neighborhood in this middle of nowhere town, when I saw something. I inched closer, nervous about what might happen...when....

New Book!

Sat, 27 Feb 2021 03:45:54 +0000

Clans Unite Academy

Chapter 1

The Beginning

Hi i’m Jessie where I live there are 12 different Clans each of them are separated but in the middle where I live the clans live in harmony here are the twelve and all of the info that I know:

● Magitonast

● Black/Purple Hair

● Symbol:Swirl

● Animal:Six Starrred Fish and cats

● Calm,Not Caring,Knowing

● Telekinesis

● Gripple Tyme

● Smart

● Kunai

● Karikai

● Purple Hair

● Symbol:Smoke

● Animal:Fox

● Clever tricky

● Form

● Anything

● Easily finds loopholes in others words

● All

● Ecomia

● Green Hair

● Symbol:Rock

● Animal:Groundhog

● ExE Gentle

● Earth

● Grass/Pine Needles

● Great force of nature

● Staff

● Tisoni

● Brown Hair

● Symbol:music notes

● Animal:Grasshopper

● Observant

● Uses sound

● Strings

● Radioactive sound waves

● Guitar

● Darfon

● Black hair

● Symbol:Black Crystal

● Animal:Crow

● Bad,Destructive,Mad

● Can fly

● NONE

● Dark Blasts

● Scythe

● Lorili

● Yellow hair

● Symbol:Lighting bolt

● Animal:Pikachu

● Not patient,show off,not quitting

● Weak

● Metal bars

● shock

● Batons

● Whinsenica

● Gray/White hair

● Symbol:wind swirl

● Animal:Birds

● Calm,peaceful,responsable

● Can fly

● Clouds

● Wind/air

● shurikens

● Siclom

● Gold hair

● Symbol:badge with striped inside

● Animal:Rabbit

● Fast,cocky,does not think things through

● Can see stuff slower

● AloeVera plants

● Speed

● Heavy Sword

● Honawai

● Light blue hair

● Symbol:electric eel

● Animal:electric eel

● Overpowered,lag,glitches

● Super fast

● Water

● Overloaded glitch/Hydrocity

● NONE

● Lofon

● White hair

● Symbol:dove

● Animal:Dove

● Good,peacful,happy

● Light blasts

● NONE

● Wanita

● Blue hair

● Symbol:Ocean

● AnimalFish

● Writing,working,smart

● Seaweed

● Swims well can breath underwater

● Spear

● Fioria

● Red hair

● Symbol:fire

● Animal:three eared fox

● Angry,strong,daring

● Fuji berry

● Fire superstrenth

● Katana

Those are the 12 clans. I live in the middle and I am starting Clan Unite Academy or CUA for short the odd thing is my mother is Wanita and my Father is a Magitonast so my hair is half dark purple and half dark blue i kind of look like this today

Today is Sunday and tomorrow I start CUA. Jessie (mind) It’s finally my first day at UCA. It's great but the uniforms are terrible so I'll just wear a jacket over it and put on some pants instead of this disgusting skirt. Jessie (Real Life) “Hey mom” Jessie said while she started to make a fried egg

“Where's your uniform honey”

“Under my jacket. Where's dad?”

“In our room also watch out behind you”

“What do you oof” Jessie got tackled by her twin brother Alex

“Hey Jess” Alex said

Mom walks off

“ALEX are you trying to kill me”

“Uhh no”

“Well it sure did feel like it”

“Sorry Jess”

“Its ok’’

Alex looks like this

”So Jessie you excited to be going to UCA”

“Absolutely Alex”

“Alright”

“Hey Alex do you want the fried egg”

Alex looked at the burnt fried egg “Who made it”

“I did”

“Then no”

“BRUH ok Alex but please do me a favor and wake up Ace”

“Ok but you wake up Kai”

“Jess where is your uniform”

“It's under my jacket”

“Oh oof”

Alex was knocked over by there little sister Ace

“Haha serves you right for tackling me”

Alex and Ace get up

“Lets go scare Kai” Ace says

“Alright”

All three children sneak into Kai’s room. They do rock paper scissors to see who will scare him. Alex won, Alex sat on Kai’s bed and patted his head and then put on a mask. He woke Kai up and when he saw the mask he screamed so loud Kai looked over and stared right at Ace. Ace got a worried look on her face

“ACE!”kai yelled

Alex and Jessie leave

“Kai” Ace says

“Ace why did you tell Alex to scare me you”

His voice trailed off

Ace And Alex look at each other and then at their dad In the doorway

“Ace Alex this no way to talk or treat each other magitonasts are laid back and are chill to argue and wanitas are to peaceful to argue so stop”

Jessie walks in “and what if they act like fiorians or Ecomia”

ALex comes in too “yeah just because our parents are Wanita and Magitonast doesn't mean we cant be darfons or sicloms our hair changes you know and we live in the mixtype clan united type place so”

Oh yes I suppose that's right do your chores”

Jessie looks surprised and then calm

“Magitonast are to laid back to do chores”

Everybody laughed

Then their mom came “What's going on in here”

“I was just wondering that myself these kids are very funny” their dad said while he pointed to Jessie

Jessie blushed Ace pointed and laughed Jessie quickly put on a stern face

“Let us all go to UCA together as a family” Alex suggested

“NO!” everyone except Alex yelled

“You guys are always so RUDE” Alex mumbled

Their mom walked out put her coffee on the table and started up the car

Everybody went into the living room and got ready

The Family

Jessie Mom

Alex Dad

Kai Ace

After we got ready everyone climbed into the car and first Mom drove and dropped Dad off at his office and then she drove to her meeting and Alex took over and drove to UCA.

Chapter 2

UCA

After Alex turned off the car Ace took Kai’s backpack “STOP!” Alex yelled “If we are going to go to UCA I don't think they want to know that there classmates are siblings so don't speak of each other unless its needed ok” “OK” everyone agreed Ace got out of the car and walked to the doorway and waited then a few minutes later Kai got out and walked straight to the office Alex said that he already knew everything that he needed to know so he was going straight to homeroom alex walked out of the car and it was just me sitting there in an empty car with nobody else so of course i turned the radio on and then got bored grabbed my backpack and dashed to the doorway and pretended to text on my phone and when i got there Ace finally looked up from the phone and ran inside. A few minutes passed and I saw Ace walk out of the office but I wondered why she was staring at her phone like a mutated frog and I need to tell you this right now I have a very big Imagination sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I could fly I usually imagine myself like this.

I walked in and got my schedule. I ran to my new UCA locker and put my stuff in. I looked over and saw a girl with big curly orange hair and designer jeans with a blue shirt and about 7 layers of lip gloss and then more designer shoes I thought she was a CCP (Cute Cool and Popular) kid so I stayed away from her and then she stared at me and walked up to me and said “Hey new kid you're invited to my birthday party but first you have to get some actual clothes what you are wearing looks like you got it from a dumpster” her two CCP friends giggled “I’m Silvia i’m the queen bee around here got it and these are my most loyal BFFs Katy and Maria what's your name”

“Jessie, and these clothes are not from a dumpster i’m just not rich like you but be sure to take some of that lip gloss off its ugly“ I said with anger and then I realized I just insulted the queen bee I thought she hated my guts now and she expressed well then she got all up in my face like that lip gloss she was wearing and said “I promise you I am going to make your life miserable you little swamp stick” I just rolled my eyes at that girl and grabbed my pencil and notebook. ♦️♦️♦️♦

Ace’s Beginning of school

Ace walked down the halls staring at her phone while walking to her locker she bumped into a guy “I’m so sorry” she stammers she looks at him “Your ecomia” she said

“Yep” he says “and your wanita”

“No i’m half magitonast half wanita so a half yes i don't know” she helps him up

“Well I never got your name I’m Ean and you are”

“oh i’m Ace” ace says Ace hears a familiar voice so looks across the hall “Oh no oh no oh no” Ace starts panicking Ean looks at her “What's wrong” he asked “It’s Camila I know her voice she hated my guts at my old school” A girl with white hair and a school uniform walked up to her “Where's your A game huh did they leave you yet” Ace stared into her beady little eyes “Hey camila maybe you should go away you know because nobody wants to see your hairy legs nice to see you tarantula” Camila growls and looks at some strong guys and whines “She and her friend have been bullying me hurt them please” Ace and Ean exchange worried looks a guy comes up to Ean and punches Ean dodges and hits him with a earth wall Ace grabs some kids water bottle and controls the water to slash at them. A girl in jeans and a orange shirt and some long boots a cowboy hat and long red hair jumps in and makes fire “Alright y’all what's going on” “It’s camila she got those guys to think that I was hurting her now they are coming for us” Ace says

“Us?” The girl said

“Hey” Ean waves to her

“Oh hey” the girls says “Well I’ll help you beat these guys its 3 on 3 now it’s a fair match”

The first guy makes lightning and strikes it at Ace. Ace Jumps back and at the slightest inch of her leg to high it got zapped. “OW!” she yelled and fell to the ground. Ean looks and makes earth spikes to throw at the lighting guy he obliterates them into dust. The girl throws about 10 fireballs at them in 1 minute all of them are burned and hurt “Now that'll teach you guys not to mess with because when you mess with you’re playing with fire” she makes her hand on fire and then puts it out and walks off. A guy throws an ice shard at the back of her head. A girl catches it right before it gets to her head and keeps it ”You need to stop standing up for new kids. They need to learn their way around ``''Not a chance Izzy not a chance”. Ean stands there looking at Ace, he looks at the guys and sticks them in the back. He starts to blink back tears wishing that this never happened. Ean tells his best friend Mark to help him help her, there was nothing they could do. Ace starts to blink fast, she gets up and hugs Ean “I missed you” Ean sits there confused “What you missed me”

“Yeah silly”

“But you, what”

“Who is that Ean”

“He is my friend Mark”

“Hey” Mark smiles shyly and turns his head back to the floor

“What’s with him”

“I think he likes you”

“What”

Ace takes off her scrunchie and fixes her hair.

Kai’s Beginning of School

Kai goes to his locker and looks through his stuff and grabs a farfu stick a random Ecomia takes it and says “Come and get it nerd”

Kai looks surprised “Nerd I don't even wear glasses”

“Oh ok but still come and get your wish stick”

“Wish stick you bully wannabes aren't that smart such a shame”

“Just come and get it waterboy”

“Actually I am not Wanita I am half wanita half magitonast also you can have the stick you are not worth my time good-bye” In Kai’s mind he saying “Man they were scary” another guy comes back and says “Hey I heard you were getting bullied by my boys was it scary”

Kai looks up and frowns “Your boys were pathetic they need so more school I will try to go and make sure they get their full curriculum” Kai starts to walk and the guy says in a huantoing voice and pinned Kai against the wall “You calling my boys stupid”

“Yeah basically” Kai grabs a spear and creates water with it and turns it into ice blades and throws them at him at a precise angle where it quickly pinned the guy against the wall. Kai walks up to him “So do you want to be an enemy of mine bro” “No” the guy says scared “That’s what I thought” Kail walks off and sees his best friend from his old school “Hey bro I thought I would never see you again” they fist bump “Kai I thought you would never move

dude you don’t know how much I missed you. Yo meet my band can you play drums”

“You know I can play drums. What is the band name”

“I can’t decide but here I am lead singer and guitarist. Here’s my buddy, Brandon he plays the keyboard and here comes Mike the bassist”

“Cool I have to get to class is was nice seeing you” Kai walks off happy a random girl bumps into him and falls down “Are you ok” Kai asks

“Ugh why is that the only question people ask me I can take care of myself”

“It's just a reflex I guess sorry maybe you should”

She cuts Kai off “Ugh just because i’m a girl does not mean I need bodyguard”

“Wait bodyguard what I was going to say maybe you should watch where you're going so this does not happen again” Kai looks at her she is wearing a long black cloak without a hood and whit belt around her waist with light blue like the color of ice with water under it she gets up and dusts herself off. Kai walks to his class.

Alex’s Beginning of School

Alex put on his headphones and walked to his locker and listened to music. He opened his locker and put his stuff in. A young kid walked up to him and asked “Hello mister i’m lost I need to get to my locker its number 917” “Oh ok” Alex said her led the child across the hall and remembered he left his locker open and saw someone with his wallet he ran as fast as his legs could take him when he got there he closed his locker and chased the girl with his wallet. He made an Ice board and slid through the hallways dodging everyone. At the last moment before the girl got out of the school he jumped off of his ice board and tackled her. She looked up “Get off of me you thief”she said

“Thief you stole my wallet”

“What this is mine” she opened it and realized he tackled Ace

The kids around them whispered. The same girl that invited Jessie to her party steeped up “You trash bags get up and get you invitations also girl your ugly” Ace get up and the CCP pushes her “Shove me again like that and your gonna see how ugly I can get'' Alex gets up “What is with your lips'' Jessie runs up to her “How about to water to wash of your lip gloss swamp stick” Ace and Jessie control water and splash her face she runs off putting mor lip gloss on. Jessie leaves Kai goes to the music room and Ean comes

“Ace who is this and why did he tackle you”

“Well umm well he’s an old friend and he thought I stole his wallet because ours are identical heh heh” Ace explained Alex gets up “Hey i’m Alex and you are”

“Ean”

Mike runs to Ace yelling “YOUR TESTS AREN’T FINISHED!” Ace looks over “heh heh gotta go she runs from Mike''ACE COME BACK YOUR HURT'' Ean runs after them Alex stand their alone in the hallway he scratches his head with confusion then shrugs and then puts his hands in his pockets and walks to class. At the end of their last class they all rode home in their dad's RV car. Ace randomly said “I got invited to go on a field trip to a real science lab because I got put into an over advanced science class.” She held up to form to prove it. Kai said “Cool Ace you're gonna be surrounded by nerds in science.”

“Some of those nerds are my friends”

“So your a nerd too go get some glasse you read too much”

“At least I got a boyfriend”

“PARDON!” her mom yelled calmly “Did you say boyfriend”

“No just trying to make Kai jealous”

“Well I met a 2 new friends”

“Oh that’s nice honey you made some new friends”

“Yeah yeah we know you made lots of friends'' Jessie interrupted “Well I got someone to hate my guts and splashed them with water” “oh” her mom says slightly disturbed “Well I got back with my band” Kai says “Oh nice honey what instrument do you play flute” their mom starts playing the flute “Hey could you please STOP making that wood sound like a bird.” Jessie asked “No not until everyone yells at me” “STOP” everyone yells “Okay okay” she puts the flute up “Oh and I play drums'' Kai says “Honey we don’t have the garage for that” “wait who said I was practicing here Ace couldn’t her her favorite song even if it was blasting in her own ear she does not know what music is.”

“Yes I do you lazy rock hard food wasting drum playing” she jumps down from the loft and starts pulling on Kai’s face like she was trying to rearrange it. Kai pushes her off of him “My face is fine” “Your face is hideous” Ace yells she charges at him Jessie holds Ace back she kicks wildly while saying“You awful no good somewhat of a wanita” Kai charges at Ace “WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY ACE YOU SASSY COLD HEARTED” “Ok so lets stop with the insults before we go too far” Alex interrupts and holds Kai back “THERE IS NO TOO FAR WITH THIS TERRIBLE CAT LOVER!” Jessie and Alex bind them to the walls of the car with ice and duct tape their mouths. Jessie stands in the middle of the RV zoning out. Jessie passes out. Jessie wakes up later that day. She gets out of bed and walks to the kitchen. She grabs an apple and chews it. Kai starts playing his drums in the garage “HEY MOM WHO SAID OUR GARAGE WAS TOO SMALL HUH I WAS RIGHT”. Jessie hears a whole entire band playing then she hears Ace start singing a song she starts humming her mom and dad come rushing in the living room “Honey are you still hot” her mom asked “No” Jessie replied “Oh I must of passed out because I was hot” “Yes honey you see Pete she is not in a coma” “What did you just say” “Your dad never thought you were in a coma” Jessie rolled her eyes and walked down to the garage and saw Ean and Ace alone. She slowly placed a camera on top of their dad's car facing them and slowly backed back up their stairs. “Oh hey Jessie I did not see you come in'' Ace frowns and knocks the camera off the car she stomps to Jessie and says “Were you trying to record us” “Well yeah I thought you were going to kiss” “JESSIE WHY!” “Can I just sit over here in the corner and watch you guys play” “Sure” “So what's that song you were singing and why it's not like Kai let you in his band” “Actually Kai did let me in his band he needed a singer and Ean plays the guitar and the song is called “Set It All Free” “oh okay whats the band called” “Its called Severed Sandstone because we all have the same yellow band around our instruments and there is piece of sandstone on each of the bands it’s severed for me It’s around the microphone.” She shows Jessie the mic “Cool” Jessie says “Oh Ean this is my sister Jessie Jessie this is Ean I will let you two meet each other until the rest of the band gets back I have stuff to do anyway” Ace walks down the street and passes out flyers for their band. Ean looks at Jessie “Soo” he puts his hand on his neck “ Hi you must be Ean Ace’s boyfriend” “What boyfriend no no we are just friends” “That’s what they all say anyway you wanna give me some guitar lessons” “Oh ok sure if you insist.” “So by age from youngest to oldest your family Jessie. “Oh okay well so first me and Alex were born as twins and then 7 days later Kai and Ace were born and we are going to have our first single boy no twin. “Oh cool” Jessie puts the guitar on Jessie plays a great hard tune “Wow your a natural” “It's not the first time i’ve held a guitarI remember Alex playing his fake toy drums and I was playing a plush guitar” Jessie takes the guitar off and puts it up she looks right into Eans eyes “What” “Nothing” she sees the rest of the band “Hey Kai Ace is coming I really liked the song that you were playing” Jessie sits back in the corner Alex comes down and grabs the camera off of the floor and starts recording Ace comes back “I passed out all of the flyers for our show” “Cool we are rehearsing our song now” They start playing.

“Chris and Ean went really far on that guitar solo”

“Yeah” Alex agrees

“Look at Kai he is killing those drums”

“Yeah and Ace is singing her hardest”

“Yep”

“Wait that’s odd”

“What’s odd?”

“Ean, he is staring at Ace and Ace is looking back at him”

“Alex I Know you are overreacting”

“I’ll just talk some sense into this guy”

“NO!”

“Ok fine”

Chapter 3

The Past

It was 10 minutes before the Severed Sandstone’s performance. Ace walks out on stage and the rest of the band follows. “Who’s ready to rock!?” Ace yells The crowd goes wild “Over here we have Ean the guitarist and then we have Nickolas the lead guitarist and on the other side of the stage we have Brandon the keyboardist and then Mike the bassist and then my brother on drums, Kai then me lead singer Ace!” The crowd goes wild. “First is Couldn’t be better.” They start playing Couldn’t Be Better. Then they play their best and most difficult song Set It All Free. The crowd goes wild and posts their performance on social media. “We are the Severed Sandstone” They leave the stage and check social media and see their performance. Ace says “OMG!” She looks at the comments and sees a news reporter say “How would your band like to be interviewed tomorrow at Ace’s house? of course they said “Yes” the band walked off stage and got their instruments delivered in time for the interview. Ace woke up super early and woke up Kai. “What” Kai asked in a very annoyed and tired voice “Today we have the interview”

“Oh ok Alice”

“I told you to never ever in you life to call me alice”

“But it’s your name”

“Whatever anyway I got you some new drumsticks your old ones looked breakable so I broke them”

“You sound like a child- wait you broke my drumsticks”

“Yeah-now get up and put your uniform on please”

“Yeah yeah i’m on it”

“Good” Ace walks out of the room and bumps into her mother.

Her mother falls down “Ace! What act of rudeness was that my coffee is ruined” she stomps off “You now you should worry more about your shirt than the coffee”

Her dad comes out and yells at Ace

“ALICE WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT YOU KNOW YOUR MOTHER IS SICK!!”

Ace starts crying “Wait why am I crying and don’t know what 3x6 is” Ace asks herself in her head she looks at her hands “what in the world i’m a kid again how and why” “this must be the day my mom got her water powers taken and then put back in herself”

“AHHH” a scream comes from the kitchen. Ace stops crying and jumps inside a box and hides in it until her dad closes the top. She hears Kai’s voice from inside the box. Kai opens the box and jumps inside

“Kai” Ace says scardly “I’m scared”

“So am I but who cares right we have Jessie and Alex “

“yeah but just wewlying on tose guys isn’t enough they are till kids wike us tey have got to get scared sometime wight”

“I like this box, it's comfy” Kai gets out and drags the box outside. He uses his magic to dig holes throughout the walls of the house fastly he cuts the box open on both sides and makes a doorway and an exit “Here you go Alice I made your own tunnels and you have your own living space under the house” “Thank you brother” Ace says.

Chapter 4

The Performance

Ace walks into the kitchen at 3:00 AM and starts to make an omelet for her mother who would be awake soon.

Going to bed (short), Getting out of bed (tall)

Sun, 21 Feb 2021 09:23:37 +0000

You are taller in the morning than you are in the evening.

To be more precise, you are 1% shorter in the evening than you are in the morning. This is because daily activities like walking compress the cartilage in your knees.

Twin Story (2)

Sun, 07 Feb 2021 01:09:14 +0000

Athina was lying on what became her bed. She stared up at the ceiling, lost in thought. After her trick she pulled on her twin sister, she had felt proud, but only for a short while. Athina had planned that out for a couple of years, but she had never gotten the chance to deploy it until a week ago. She planned and planned, from a small thought to a full-blown idea. But she never planned for this, her guilt for her deed. It was like a person banging on the door while she slept, never letting her sleep. She guessed she could handle it, but she couldn’t. Deep in her heart, she knew what she did was wrong. She’d hoped to be psychopathic, and be able to get away with it without guilt, rationalize, after all, her parents abused her in that room for a long time, all while giving Alexie everything.

Athina sighed, knowing she needed to fix what she did. Since her parents were still oblivious, they felt “Alexie” was trustworthy enough to leave alone, and that “she” wouldn’t find the door. So, Athina could use that to her advantage, as long as she was subtle about getting their parents out of the house for a while. This is why she was being careful, making sure to act responsibly, otherwise, her parents would be more inclined to stay.

It was hard, acting so well, putting on a mask in front of her tortures. But she had to, for her own sake, and maybe Alexie’s. But masking her emotions was a skill Athina had learned over the years. She’d kept her secret, and she’d kept it well.

Just then, her dad came into the room. He was dressed up in a tux, in the middle of combing his hair. He told Athina that her parents would be gone for a couple hours for date night. Perfect, Athina thought. The perfect opportunity had come. Tonight, she would go downstairs, unlock the door that Alexie was in, and the two of them would escape. Of course, Alexie would be difficult to persuade, Athina would have to convince her they were on the same side, then they could divide after they left. Then, Athina’s guilt would leave her because she made amends, and she could go live her life happily, as she’d always wanted.

Athina waited. She laid on her bed, listening closely. When she heard her parents’ car pull out of the driveway, she made her way down the steps. She walked over to the door. She hesitated. What if Alexie reacted badly? What if she didn’t want to come with her? What if Alexie got violent, Athina wasn’t exactly kind to her. She took a deep breath, and she unlocked the door. She heard shuffling. She turned the handle and pushed the door open.

After opening the door, Athina saw Alexie. She was in the same state Athina left her, no, Alexie was more scared, poor girl.

Alexie looked at Athina with a stare of confusion. Alexie got up, as she was previously on the floor. Her eyes were wide, but Athina couldn’t bear to look her in the eye.

“I’m sorry,” Athina said to break the eerie silence. Alexie looked at her, almost in disbelief.

“‘I’m sorry’? That’s all you’ve got!? You’re a deranged lunatic who shoved me in a room only to be abused by my parents! And all you have to say is ‘I’m sorry’?!” Alexie said in outrage and stress. But Athina had planned for such insults, she stayed calm.

“I understand what I did was more than wrong, okay? I understand that, but I dealt with that for 15 years Alexie, not just a week. Our parents are awful people, so please, forgive me for wanting to get out of there.”

Alexie seemed confused.

“‘Our’ parents? I’m an only child, I don’t have siblings, I think,” Alexie said in confusion.

“Don’t be dense Alexie, look at the two of us, do you really believe you’re an only child when we’re obviously identical twins?” Athina said, somewhat annoyed by Alexie’s stupidity.

“But I… guess you’ve got a point. But why would they put one of us in that stupid room and do all of that? And have the other live normally? What’s the point?” Alexie asked, confused about everything. “And how do you know my name? I never said it, and I don’t know yours.”

“I’m Athina. And I don’t know why, but does it really matter? We’ve got to get out of here. Now, will you be my ally in this situation so the two of us can get out of here, or will you just stay here with the psychopaths the two of us have for parents?” Athina asked, getting to the point.

“I… guess the enemy of my enemy is my friend, huh?” Alexie said, conflicted. “But how are we going to deal with them? Speaking of, where are they?”

“They went on a date night, they won’t be back for a few hours. That leaves us enough time to grab some things and get the heck out of dodge. Now, we shouldn’t waste much ti-” Athina said, but was soon interrupted by Alexie.

“I don’t want to just leave,” Alexie stated solidly, then continued darkly, “I want them to pay.”

“No, Alexie, you don’t. The most logical way to get out of here is to follow my plan. Now, let’s grab some clothes and food,” Athina said, trying to convince Alexie to follow the better of two paths.

“But I.… Fine.” Alexie stated, agreeing to go along with Athina’s plan.

The two girls went to go pack some things, food, bottled water, clothes, a couple of decks of cards to keep them each busy. They weren’t coming back, at least, that was Athina’s plan. Alexie had a different one. How dare their parents do such a thing? How could that be ignored? Alexie knew the law’s system would never give their parents justice, so she had to take it into her own hands since they shouldn’t even be allowed to breathe after what they’ve done. Alexie wasn’t stupid, she pretended to go along with Athina’s plan, just until she would be able to carry out her own.

They got done packing. Athina checked the time, they were cutting it close, they’d have to go out the back door to avoid being seen, just in case their parents came home. They went out, just when they heard the car pull into the driveway. Alexie froze. Athina noticed and repeated the same action.

“What’s wrong?” Athina asked. Please, don’t turn back Alexie, for yourself.

“I can’t do it Athina. I have to.” Alexie looked at her, with pleading eyes and a knowing expression. “I need to.” Alexie started to turn back, but Athina grabbed her arm.

“No, Alexie. Please, this isn’t the way. They’ll get their pay, you need to trust me. You will never let yourself get over it if you do anything to them, even if they’re horrible people.” Athina pleaded. Don’t go down the dark path, Alexie. You can live a good life, don’t mess it up, please.

“No Athina, I have to do it! I’ll never forgive myself if I don’t!”

Alexie shook her arm out of Athina’s grasp, and Athina let go. Athina would never be able to convince Alexie, as much as she wanted to, Alexie chose her path, and she went back into the house, and screams would follow. Athina left, she chose the lighter path, to leave, let herself free, get a good life, leave her parents and her abused past behind. The two sisters would never meet again. They would go their separate ways, one filled with the joys that life can offer, and the other filled with hatred and guilt, causing her to get rid of anything that moves, for fear that under its pretty face would hide a soul as dark as her parents. And so ends the story of Alexie & Athina, the story of two girls, one who turned her darkness into light, and one who turned her innocence into tragedy and despair

Twin Story (Horror)

Thu, 04 Feb 2021 00:09:17 +0000

Alexie was home alone for the first time, finally. Her parents were away for a few hours doing… ah, whatever it was, Alexia couldn’t remember She had paid more attention in that conversation to the fact that she would be home alone. She figured 15 was plenty old enough to be left home alone. The law where she lived in Hooppole, Illinois, agreed with her. The law was 14+ kids are allowed to be left home, but her parents still hadn’t trusted her and were weird about it in general, so 15 it was.

Alexie was upstairs, lying on her bed, reading a book. It was a collection of short stories and poems by various authors. At that moment, she was reading some from Edgar Allen Poe. She had just finished reading “The Tell-Tale Heart”, and was starting to read “Alone”. The idea of the previous story was interesting to Alexie though, a man driven to insanity by his own conscience. Karma’s way of presenting itself, however its brutality is needed.

Suddenly, a noise interrupted her reading. The noise came from downstairs, it sounded almost like… laughing? Did her parents come home early? She hadn’t heard a car, the front door opening, nor any “We’re home!”s, all sounds her parents would have made.

She closed her book, not before forgetting her bookmark in her curious, but weary, state of mind. She got up and made her way to her bedroom door, opening it slower than normal, as if a monster was about to pop out from behind it. The door completely open, and no monsters, Alexie continued her way around the top floor and down the stairs. Her trepidation was obvious in the way she was walking, slowly and cautiously. To anyone else, it might have looked like she thought one wrong step and a hole would open in the floor.

At the end of the staircase, she could hear more laughing, louder this time due to, assumingly, her propinquity. The sound continued, and Alexie crept closer.

The sound led her to a door. Not just any door, the door. Alexie’s parents always told her not to open it, and while Alexie was inquisitive of it, she didn’t care enough about it to risk getting in trouble. Until now, that is.

The laughing sounded female, about Alexie’s age. But it wasn’t normal laughter you would hear as though someone told a joke. No, this was worse, like a deranged, insane sound of lunacy.

Alexie decided, against all of her instincts telling her to run, get out of dodge, call her parents, the cops, someone, that she would open the door.

Her hand reached for the handle, and she gave it a slow turn. She was more cautious and slower than the narrator of “The Tell-Tale Heart” when opening the old man’s door, slow and steady every night for a week.

It was locked from the outside, as though there was a horrible secret behind the door. The laughing had ceased, oddly enough, but Alexie was curious now. Alexie undid the lock, turning the handle yet again with the same amount of caution. Then she opened the door, hesitant still.

She was met with an anticlimatic storage room. That’s it? Her parents banned her from the room for this? She went into the room, her fear was practically gone. Just as she reached the center of the room, her fear spiked yet again, as the door behind her shut with a loud THUD!

She zoomed around, terrified, to stare at the door. She tried to run to it, but something grabbed her by the ankle, causing her to fall flat on her stomach. She tried to turn around, only to be met with… a mirror? No, it was her face, her features, her clothes, but it wasn’t a mirror, this girl’s hair was tangled and messy, and she appeared as though she had been trapped in the room for months, no, years.

Alexie tried to scream but the girl covered her mouth. Alexie tried to run, move, get away, but the girl had her pinned. The girl started to cover Alexie with dirt and such and mess up Alexie’s hair, all while Alexie tried to scream and scream. Rivaling the muffled sounds of her screaming, was the girl’s maniacal laughter, coming from her mouth the most horrifying smile Alexie had ever seen.

After a few seconds, Alexie figured out what the girl was doing, she was trying to make them look the same, scratching her in the process.

After a few minutes of screaming, laughing, and dilapidation, the girl shoved Alexie into the corner, or was it the opposite? Did Alexie shove the girl into the corner? They really did look very much the same. The one who did the shoving ran to the door, opening it, leaving, and locking it with urgency before the other could escape. The one having been shoved, ran to the door, screaming “No!” desperately, but at last, being unable to escape.

The girl outside of the room went to go take a shower, brush her hair, clean herself up, after all, her parents would be home soon. Maybe after her shower, she would go upstairs to “her” room, maybe reading a book. Edgar Allen Poe seemed like a good idea, maybe some of his works. It would be difficult to read with her twin sister banging on the door, but Athina would simply ignore it. After all, who knows what dangers could come from opening locked doors people told you not to open?

A Horror Story With No Title

Wed, 11 Nov 2020 02:07:24 +0000

Enjoy! Hopefully, KS doesn't disapprove this for gore.

One sad day, a young girl named Angela Morgan went missing from a small town called Santa Willos. She went missing for many days, going on into weeks, then months, and so on. After several years, the girl was declared legally dead. Her parents, Julia and Thomas Morgan, had a funeral for her on a cold winter morning. Most of their friends and family had been invited. Her parents and the rest of the crowd cried and said their goodbyes.

Later on the day of the funeral, her parents were home and the guests had all left. Her parents were in their living room, drinking hot coffee, and staring at the fireplace. They were having a small conversation while in the comfort of the warm house.

“It’s such a cold day outside, I wish the weather could have been warmer if we had to be outside all morning,” Julia, the mother, complained.

To which, Thomas, the father, replied, “True, true, but at least it is warm in here, my dear”.

Julia found her gaze going around the room and landing on the window. There was nothing overly special out the window, some snow, leafless trees, some bushes, and some grass poking through the sheet of white. But I suppose, if you knew what lay under the grass and snow, you might think differently. Soon, Thomas found his gaze set in a similar direction.

“Do you think they will ever find out?” Julia queried.

Thomas furrowed his brow. “No. We’re her parents, who would think we were the ones who killed her?”

Julia sighed. “I suppose you’re right.”

Just as she spoke her phone rang with an unknown number. She figured it was a spam call and ignored it. The number called again. This time she picked up the phone and put it on speaker.

“Hello, who is this?” Julia asked the unknown caller.

“Oh sorry, I forgot you didn’t have my number yet,” a voice answered. The voice was female, about early to mid-twenties. It sounded in the background like she was driving.

“Who is this?” Julia persisted.

“Oh! Sorry, probably should have mentioned that. It’s your daughter, Angela,” said the voice.

Julia’s eyes widened and looked at her husband, who was staring at the phone in disbelief with his eyes wide and jaw dropped. There was silence for a couple of seconds.

“Mom, are you still there?” Angela asked.

“Angela, but y-you’re dead!” Julia exclaimed.

Angela laughed a little. “I know I haven’t visited for a while but I’m hardly dead, mom. Anyway, I am driving over. I figured I would stop by for a bit since as I said, it’s been a while.”

Thomas reached for the phone and Julia gave it to him.

Thomas was not convinced that this was Angela, figured it must be a prank caller.

“Who are you? Are you those trouble-making kids down the street?” Thomas asked the woman on the other end.

“Dad, we just went over this, it’s me, Angela.” The voice insisted. “Anyway, I have to go now, I’ll see you when I get there okay bye” she rushed at the end before hanging up.

A good ten minutes went by of Julia and Thomas staring at the phone. It was Julia who broke the silence.

“I-it can’t be, r-right?”

Thomas did not answer, as he did not know.

“Well, it’s probably fake, so let’s just go to bed, it’s been a long day,” Julia said as she took the phone and went upstairs to their bedroom. Thomas hesitated but followed her.

An hour passed and the two were almost asleep until they heard a car pull into their driveway. After that, they heard the front door open and shut.

“Mom? Dad? Where are you?” a child’s voice called. Thomas and Julia recognized immediately, for that child’s voice had haunted their dreams for years and years.

The sound of footsteps could be heard through the halls. Eventually, the footsteps started coming up the stairs.

Step.

Creak.

Step.

Julia and Thomas hurried to hide in their closet, then they hid further behind some clothes.

Step.

The footsteps neared the room as the door slowly creaked open. More footsteps walking around the room.

“Mom? Dad? Where are you, where did you go?” the child Angela’s voice repeated.

The footsteps left the room and left the door open, then they went down the stairs to look elsewhere.

Julia and Thomas sighed a breath they hadn’t realized they were holding. They exited the closet and went outside into the hall.

“What do we do!? Should we call the cops?” Julia whisper-yelled whilst freaking out.

Thomas nodded and went to grab the phone from the bedroom. He returned and had 911 dialed. The phone was ringing, he gave it to Julia. Julia held it up to her ear. The phone stopped ringing. It didn’t have a message or a busy signal, it just stopped ringing. The phone was silent except for white noise. Then, a voice came through the phone, muffled, but the one repetitive word was clear: “Why?”

The sound started getting louder as if it was getting closer. Julia hung up but the sound did not stop. Scared, she threw the phone to the ground and it shattered. Then they realized:

The sound wasn’t coming from the phone, it was coming from behind them.

They turned around slowly and carefully. Before them, they saw her. Their child, or her corpse, with a bullet hole in the middle of her forehead. Bloody tears were coming from her eyes, and her hands were covered with the very same dark crimson substance. In one hand, she held a gun down at her side. It was the very same gun that killed her, it was buried with her body to hide evidence.

Her voice was unsteady and slightly raspy as if she had just woken from a very, very long nap. With that voice, she asked, "Why? Why would you do this? To your own daughter? Why?" The gun shook in her hand, and she started to raise it, ever so slowly.

Julia and Thomas were terrified and speechless. But yet, Julia tried to explain, "A-an-gela, w-we're s-so, so, s-sorry. W-we didn't m-mean to, Right Tom?" Julia looked up at her husband with pleading eyes, as Thomas looked back at her with scared ones.

"Y-yes, my dear," Thomas said.

"J-just put d-down the g-gun sweety, p-please," Julia begged their undead daughter.

Angela only rose the gun higher, towards both of them. The gun had previously been shaking, but it was steady now, as Angela said, in a low, dark voice filled with hatred, "No. You liars".

Julia and Thomas had killed their daughter, solely for the attention it got them. Angela had been a sweet girl, innocent, she didn't deserve such a thing, especially for such a dumb, stupid reason. And standing directly in front of the criminal couple, was the personification of karma. Moreover, karma worked as it always does, it turned the events around, so that the guilty pay for what they've done. And that night, in that house, in that hall, the guilty did pay, with their lives.

Bang.

deprived mother, lonely children

Tue, 07 Jul 2020 18:37:04 +0000

In which, you've given me the hope of life.

only yet to spoil it, rise it, and shatter it.

and steal the seeds I have planted,

my dear children; alone they are.

Story

Wed, 22 Jan 2020 15:19:39 +0000

I am writing a short story with characters from Fairy Tale Reform School, Royal Academy rebels, and Keeper of the Lost Cities. Should I post it on here?

Horror is a big red smile.

Tue, 12 Nov 2019 17:02:58 +0000

ｆａｍｏｕｓ，ｉｄｏｌ，ｐｅｒｆｅｃｔ↽

She always found herself in a gaping hole of pain. One thing led to the next, she was alone. And though millions praised her, she was alone. Her mind set restless goals to portray her views on life and it was only a mockery. They only love her lies, her death, her fortune, icon and image. She feared being in her house alone from the threatening things she received online, including the mention of murdering her in her sleep. Some saying they would like her to be awake for the pain, but that wouldn’t be a threaten. Because it’s scarier when you can’t prevent it. A paranoid woman like her can’t handle it. Images of herself being killed made her hairs stand. She couldn’t take being an idol, every move she did was followed by millions of people. Everything she unhealthy did was followed and practiced. She was hated for wearing her hair has a bun. Everything seemed wrong to her now. She never asked for this, now Tracy as to fall into her own web and other’s false imagery. Just a mentally ill woman is going farther away from herself and closer to the public eye. Her fake images are becoming her, but truly she’s a hallow woman that hides behind a canvas painted by the unknown.

Was it worth it? Selling my soul to the devil?

manmade emotions - Short Story

Tue, 12 Nov 2019 13:42:56 +0000

For Artist Girl's contest! 2.2 pages long and 900 words. By the way, there is a little blood at the end.

Underneath the woman was glass, one that had red substances in it, one that had a serum in it that had been injected in the pale porcelain figures face every day. It was said robots cannot be emotions, sadness anger or even the feeling of a newborn child resting in its arms. For sure, that is a dangerous feeling, not any pity or love; just itself and controller.

In that room that had crystal clear windows on each end, one that the pale black-haired man had insisted were bulletproof had kept her in. One that had not a smudge. Everything was blank, the room was perfect for a child just to scribble all over it for days. The robot, one that didn't contrast with room stared facing ahead of her, now that someone from the other side of the door had come in. It all seemed the same, and even her icy blue eyes couldn't tell the difference from the door and wall.

"Mr. June." She said slowly in a female voice.

"Ready for today?" Asked the man that ran his fingers through his hair, now taking the red serum with a syringe, one that's little black letters was finally the breaker to it all. He seemed energetic, going close to her strains that strapped her mechanical limps down to the chair, one that was grey foggy iron. In a tiny hole in the left of her head, the thick blood-like substance poured in her head. She had no reaction but a small glitch then fumes escaped from the hole.

"Good job, zero two." Merely a nickname for her, he considered naming her other than his number of failures. But that would make an attachment, you can never make one with something that is nowhere near human. Just for other people he really cares about...a creation bound by the wind.

"Please. Don't leave." She spoke more fluent this time, more in the gloom of this all, but despite this, it was a routine to leave her to her mourning. Even if it felt like mourning, she couldn't feel. An often guilt reminder.

Without a response, everything went dark. It happened often, the sound of chiming and tweets of birds. The outside wind blowing in her face, the smell of pollen as her nose tingled. And all through this happened, her body was in a shock, and her man-made nerves blew through with this new chemical injected in her. Every day he had failed in her emotions, a remedy would be interpreting what others felt so she could pretend she felt the same.

"It."

"Hurts."

That was all the man wanted to hear as the robot furrowed her brows with anger and sadness. Despite this, he smiled at the thought it worked. why is he laughing at my pain?

A watery, wet substance fell from the woman's eye, it was warm and small. She herself could only feel her nerves breaking. does he love my pain? Is this happiness?

She then laughed with him, imitating that smirk placed on his deathly pale face. It was only moments until she started laughing too, despite the pain she held tight. But now, a little bit a fear was held in that smirk, Mr. June's smirk. Maybe fear of what he created? The things running in her veins? Instead of tears, laughter? Was it a monster? She stopped too, now nothing but the pail expression left of it all.

'Zero, do you love me?' The man asked, now the robot seemed to drift, like at the rim of utter insanity. No human being would be questioned of being insane due to the drastic measures she's undergone, but the expression in her face was undyingly real when she smiled and laughed. It was of pain and satisfaction.

"Yes.
I would die without you.
Poetically aswell.
You are my only life source."

He froze in his spot at the words of her. When he would leave, she would tell him not to, sometimes if he got close enough she would tug on the rim of his clothes. He had gotten used to it, this is what he wanted, attachment to someone living. That's a human trait...but she was different. She would clench on to the other scientists that came in the same room she was in causing them to bleed. Her strength was of no human. They feared her, but no matter her image, the man that sat right beside her laid his cold hand on her silicone back and smiled with no fear, hoping she would get better...

But, this robot knew nothing about this man behind these empty walls. He could be anything, but it didn't matter to her. As long as he was with her. And, she knew he was going to die and wither away, unlike her. The ways he could be like her, extracting her life source in his? But for no life can live forever. And as her white, as a paper hand raised up, it took his neck in one grasp as he vomited mounds of blood. No emotions were on her face. As always. Now, just a meer smile appeared on the said face as he held his neck that spewed blood. His hands, the perfect ground, her hands and torso were filled with splatters of blood.

story writing contest

Fri, 08 Nov 2019 09:23:34 +0000

this is my writing contest rules:

You can only post one story
It has to be a story written by you
Results will be shown at the end of this month.

thank you!!!!

please send your short stories in the answers section down bellow, or send it to Jabber on KN!!

again, thank you!!!!!

This Week's Contest!

Sun, 20 Oct 2019 21:13:17 +0000

Rules -

All entries MUST be linked or written in the answers and comments below, if unable to get or post on KT then contact me on KN and I will make an exception.

All entries MUST be ONE post/answer/comment, no chapters, one short story.

You MAY make multiple entries.

Any plagiarism or copying will not be allowed, all entries must be original.

ANY BREAKING OF THE RULES WILL CAUSE YOUR STORY TO BE DISQUALIFIED!

Small Things-

0-2 entries will not be an announced winner, must be at least 3.

Contest Deadline-

Friday October 25th, if not enough entries will be moved to Saturday October 26th.

This Week's Starter-

I thought I was safe, I thought I lost it, then I heard a twig snap.

(For this week's starter, I will allow it to be anywhere is the story as long as it is there.)

Weekly Writing Contest!

Mon, 14 Oct 2019 16:56:18 +0000

Rules -

All entries MUST be linked or written in the answers and comments below, if unable to get or post on KT then contact me on KN and I will make an exception.

All entries MUST be ONE post/answer/comment, no chapters, one short story.

You MAY make multiple entries.

Any plagiarism or copying will not be allowed, all entries must be original.

ANY BREAKING OF THE RULES WILL CAUSE YOUR STORY TO BE DISQUALIFIED!

Small Things-

0-2 entries will not be an announced winner, must be at least 3.

Contest Deadline-

Friday October 18th, if not enough entries will be moved to Saturday October 19th.

This Week's Theme-

Mythical Creatures, such as unicorn, hydra, dragon, pheonix, draconiquis, hypogriff, ect.

Good luck!

Story contest!

Mon, 07 Oct 2019 20:54:00 +0000

So, it has been awhile since I have done this!

Basically, rules are, I would normally give a new topic each Monday, you would have until Friday to finish a short story and LINK IT TO THIS POST BY EITHER TYPING THE STORY IN AN ANSWER OR MAKING A POST AND GIVING ME THE LINK. Similar rules now, but I will give a theme or a starter sentence, and I will post it on Sunday, you will have until Friday so I can give the results Friday night or Saturday. As for giving me the link to the story, you either type the story in an answer or comment to the weekly post, or write it in a separate post and copy and paste the link into a comment or answer, YOU MUST DO THIS OR ELSE YOU WILL BE DISQUALIFIED. I want to be able to keep the stories in one place, instead of searching all over KT, which I might not read the story cause I cannot find it. Also, please make it one post/answer/comment, no chapters, just one short story, if it is multiple posts/answers/comments it will also be disqualified. Those are my rules, along with keeping it PG.

This week's starter - Once I was walking in an abandoned town...

Good luck!

PS- No prizes for now, if you think of any I could give, let me know!

Children (Short Horror)

Fri, 13 Sep 2019 14:42:16 +0000

Children

By KnightStar

I was driving down the small ride in the night in my old car. In the background, on low, the radio was playing. I didn’t pay mind do it as I looked yonder, only the darkness. I was in a forest area with my boyfriend sitting right beside me. He was almost fast asleep, earbuds in his ear listening to classical music on high. His head rested on the back part of his chair, it is falling backwards. We were in a very remote place: the last time we had caught a glimpse of a car was thirty minutes ago. I put my hand in his shaggy brown hair while I had one hand on the wheel.

In the pure darkness I saw a figure of a little girl, in a white night gown with a pale face. I stopped quickly on brakes as my boyfriend immediately jumped up. “What’s wrong?” he asked, eyes half closed. I looked out to the girl as she went near my car. “Let me in,” she said. I could ear the lowness and softness of her young voice. Guilt showered over me as I rolled my window down. “Where’s your parents?” I asked. Now looking closer, her skin was so pale she was like a sheet of paper. She covered her eyes. “Why covers your eyes?” I asked, she just smiled in response.

“Your headlights are too bright,” she said. She looked five and had raven black hair. “Where are your parents?” I gulped, something felt wrong about her—her titled smile, white rags and perfectly brushed mane and chubby cheeks.

“I can’t find them,” she said tranquilly, almost so that it felt terribly wrong. My voice had shaken, so had my hands as I looked out in the woods. Her head had lifted, and for some reason I needed to gasp for air. My lungs felt suffocated, unable to breath. It didn’t feel right to leave this young girl, but it also felt wrong to take her.

“Where did you last see them?” I said, a rock formed in my stomach and dropped. “Oh, erm, I think so…” she said inhumanly. I don’t know much about children, but I remember when I was her age and lost my mom at the grocery store and I broke into tears. Never less alone in the dark, in the woods. I looked to my side, my boyfriend nearly petrified at the sight of the young girl.

“Please, I don’t know where they are!” she yelped, which seemed more real.

Despite being the age, she is, it still pondered my mind on how clam she was. She seemed more frightened at her last statement, but other then that, her face remained incredibly pale. I decided to let her in, getting out and opening the back door for her as she hopped in with not gratitude. Her face was still plain. “How about we call the police Ally?” My boyfriend said dreamy, putting his hand on my thigh as we drove off.

“Okay, I’m going to drive to the nearest police station,” I said the most nervous I have ever been. I had an uncomfortable feeling, like I shouldn’t look behind me. Don’t look! Like something would be staring back—that girl would be a beastly monster. My boyfriend took my phone and opened google maps to the nearest police station.

I had a temptation to look in my rear mirror, but I didn’t want to hinder my mental state if there really was that girl staring back at me. The urge was overwhelming, so I did. I saw nothing, not the little girl, the back was completely empty.

“Uh, Bill…” I almost felt my whole-body weight drop.

“Hey!” I heard the same sweet voice.

“Where are you?”

But where was it coming from?

Just something I wanted to write, what did you think? I know this may seem a little stupid too lol...

HAPPY THOUGHTS (Horror Short)

Mon, 09 Sep 2019 14:11:22 +0000

HAPPY THOUGHTS

By Knight Star

"Crimson..."

....

I could hear my name being said by a small, child-like voice. I looked around the banquet, the halls dimly lit and the room having a presence. I folded my arms, nervously looking around. I jumped at the most simple sounds, I could feel something sliver down my spine. Cold, soft and small. I looked behind me, I could hear my neck making a cracking noise as I jumped back in utter fear.

Was it my son?

I had told him before: these silly pranks aren't funny. I walked through the mansion.

********

Flashback, One Month before present time-

I had recently gotten a new house after my recent divorce with my husband, Fred. After he had started drinking, he wasn't his normal self. He then quit his job, it was a huge downfall. I started working extra work hours, and soon enough I couldn't handle what he had been doing to our family and my young son named Arnold. Weeks prior I had decided to buy a new house, practically a mansion. The original owners had sold it for a very alarming almost price: it was so incredibly cheap. I didn't question why it was a great deal, though it did flood my mind.

Soon after, I and my young son had moved into the house. It was great: the golden chandeliers; almost icy windows; beautiful wooden steps and an almost totally clean house.

What was my problem then?

...

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I saw my seven-year-old son's figure in my doorway, standing there and watching me. I could never see his face, or what he was wearing, just his small, frail figure. I asked him what he was doing up so late but...almost mechanically, he swiftly moved his head around backward. I assumed it was just a dream, but it couldn't have been...

For nights this would continue, I had only to assume my son was scared to be in his room alone. Only this one night it had frightened me, he had crawled on the floor, I realized his skinny structure and his shinny teeth making a huge smile. It was very frightening, I remember having my hand on my stomach and hoping it was a dream.

For a month this happened but soon enough it didn't really bother me as much. Him getting out of bed, looking for me. I knew it was him now, his sweet voice... "Mommy, can I sleep with you?" I responded with yes, but he would always scurry to his own bed.

Current Time

"Mommy..."

I heard from the shadows.

I decided to follow him to his room, tucking him in his bed.

But when I looked in his room, he was fast asleep. Totally fast asleep.

"Mommy?"

That wasn't my son.

Trailer for a possible new book!

Mon, 25 Mar 2019 20:20:41 +0000

Once long ago, there was 5 Elementals, one for each element, a Light Elemental, A Dark Elemental, Water Elemental, Fire, and Earth/Wind Elemental. Dark was in charge of the nighttime, dreams, and nightmares, Light was in charge of the day, Water was in charge of the oceans, rivers and lakes, Fire was in charge of flames, and Earth/Wind was in charge of the weather. Dark soon found that people hid away and ran whenever him or his night came around, while all the other Elementals were worshipped. He grew bitter and jealous, and rebelled. He used his powers for worse, causing everyone to have nightmares and he tried to make everything pitch black from the nighttime. Dark had been one of the strongest of all of them, and it took the other Elementals a lot to stop him, in fact they couldn't, but they were able to just weaken his power so he could not wreck the balance between them any longer. Later, Light fell in love with a mortal and had two children, both girls, the slighty older one, Lilith, turned out to be a sixth Elemental, the Elemental of Neutrality and Peace. Later, Lilith grew up, and started a new chapter of an old story.

A book I might write, an Elemental is basically an immortal being rep. a certain element. Also i know this sounds a lot like MLP with Luna and Celestia, but trust me, it's not.

RatKind Bonus. (EDITED)

Thu, 07 Feb 2019 10:50:46 +0000

rat species:

Wyvern Rats. ELEMENT: Spirit. Can fly, and are considered superior.

Earth Rats. ELEMENT: Earth. The fastest of all rats.

Dragon Rats. ELEMENT: Wind. They can fly.

Mermaid Rats. ELEMENT: Water. Can swim and can walk on land.

Flame Rats. ELEMENT: Fire. Can use fire.

countries:

The Mainland. This part is the main country.

Ibal Islands. Ferran is the most dangerous.

Chapter 15; Beginning

Sun, 21 Oct 2018 11:26:47 +0000

Chapter 15 Star's POV

"Well, we better get off to Tuen," I said, as Knight glared at me. "I thought we were going to-" I stopped Knight from continuing. "Change of plan, let's go to Tuen!" Knight declared, as the children sighed. "Now?" John sighed. "Yes, now!" I yelled, as Beatrice stayed silent. "Fine," John packed his things, well he did have rather nothing, but collectibles he found.

"Alright then, shouldn't be too far!" I confidently said, as Beatrice just stared at me. "Get your trinkets, John" Beatrice whispered to John, but me and Knight could still hear clearly. "Okay," John took his stuff, putting it in a blanket, wrapping it around. "Now," I continued, "get on my back," I said.

The children hopped on, as Knight stood tall right my me.

Weekly story contest !

Sun, 21 Oct 2018 10:12:57 +0000

This weeks theme is : mid-evil times.

Next weeks theme is: fanfic ( does not have to have supporting evidence from book or show.)

I like seeing your creative sides!

impotant notice

just cause it has to be 1 page does not mean you can't make it long. I just want it in one post so i can keep track. I get sad when it is a good story and it is so short! And the 1st place winners will get more publicity to keep going on their short story.

other important notice

please don't title your storys lunas story contest or story contest. I would like you to come up with your own story name and comment it to the post with the correct theme,

weekly story contest

Mon, 15 Oct 2018 10:10:12 +0000

write a ONE PAGE story based on the theme: alternite reality.

to get ahead next weeks theme is: midevil times.

hint: i prefer fiction.

Other Worlds: An Alternate Universe Short Story

Fri, 12 Oct 2018 10:40:43 +0000

Pebbles flew across the cobblestone path as the were kicked by a pair of black leather boots.

Trees of all different shapes and sizes passed by, along with the fluffy marshmallow like clouds. Taking a turn, Doltry traveled further into the thick forest.

Insects and small animals scurried by, their paws clashing with the earthen ground. With a few confusing twists around the woods, an old door was to be found, standing in the middle of a clearing, leading to nowhere.

The crunches of fallen leaves could be heard as Doltry reached her destination. She spotted vines and other plant life growing onto both sides of the door, a flower was even stuck on the center of it.

She took a step forward, and placed a clammy hand onto the rusty metal. With a bit of force, she slowly creaked the door open. She saw a milky white substance coat the other side, hiding something. With one hand on the knob, she lifted the other to touch it.

With little to no struggle, she saw her hand disappear as it hid behind the swirling void. Taking a deep breath, she moved her foot, then her other hand, and eventually her whole body was submerged in the pale white.

She felt like she was suffocating in the sticky white when she dipped her head in, as oxygen failed to enter her lungs. It was the strangest feeling she had ever felt, air nor gravity seemed to exist in the mini black hole, or, white hole. She couldn't tell.

Finally gaining the ability to breathe again, she greedily gulped up the air. Eyes closed, she hesitantly opened them.

Brown hues were met with exotic landscapes and creatures. She saw huge tree like figures tower above her. A small creature that greatly resembled a rabbit hopped by her. If it wasn't for it's multiple eyes and larger legs, she would of mistaken it for one.

Breathing in the unknown air, she sighed, and began her travels.

Welcome to the Other Worlds.

This is a story for Luna Midnight's contest story blog! I know this week's theme is tintin, but I've never read/seen it before, so I skipped to next week's theme. I was about to make this into a full blown story, but I saw that Luna was hosting a contest that had the exact theme of the story and decided to enter. I hope you like it Luna!

story trailer

Thu, 11 Oct 2018 18:04:58 +0000

At Warriors Middle School, 5 very different girls all had the same weird birthmark in the shape of a cresent. Soon they will form a pack and find out what those birthmarks mean.

here is info on the charecters:

name: Luna

age: 14

traits: shy, loyal, smart

job-in-pack: empath

popularity: low

her cresent is on her leg

name: Scarlet

age: 14

traits: snooty, munipulitive, loyal

job-in-pack: munipulator

popularity: high

her cresent is on her arm

name: tereasa

age: 14

traits: kind, loyal, nurturing

job-in-pack: telepath (all speices)

popularity: low

her cresent is on her shoulder

name: alex

age:14

traits: short-tempered, loyal, mysterious

job-in-pack: leader

popularity: low

her cresent is on her cheek

name: jessica

age: 14?

traits:?

job-in-pack:seer (can see things for what they really are)

popularity: medium

her cresents are in her eyes

I am looking for story names. PLEASE COMMENT THEM!

'Hazel' A Short Story

Sat, 22 Sep 2018 16:01:31 +0000

'Hazel'

Her eyes bloomed as the warm sun hit her forehead. All the thoughts wandering in her mind drifted away. In the background, she could hear constant talk about her. But, she had yet to notice the chatter. She was stuck in her head, wondering about parents, Mrs. Grace and Mr. Grace. They had left off to work, leaving her alone with her maids, Mrs. Destiny and Mrs. Queeny. She constantly thought of her parents, and felt isolated. Even though she had her two maids, they didn't comfort her like her parents did. She didn't have any friends either. And, she was usually left alone in the huge mansion when her maids weren't working. She heard two words mummer from a cook. "So spoiled she is," Hazel heard, "never even helps clean or cook." She then heard another deep voice strongly agree. Her heart sunk. To think, not even the people that take care of her actually care. There just paid. And how many cold, bitter months she spent crying her pillow, waiting for her parents to arrive. From when they were suppose to arrive, Hazel would always hear they couldn't come. Her 12'th birthday she celebrate without her parents. Sometimes she wondered if her parents cared more about work and money. But, they would always respond with a "this is for you." Little did they know, she'd rather be poor than spend lonely days being taunted.

Hello! This is just a short story I made. Hopefully, you liked it! Thanks for reading!

Short Story Contest Apply Here!

Thu, 01 Jun 2017 11:31:10 +0000

Ok here's the deal Someone will write a short story, and it at the end I will choose the winner. Who ever wins will write a long story about the story they wrote during the contest.

Please Join!

2016 Writing Decathlon-{Fantasy Short Story}

Sun, 01 Jan 2017 02:59:00 +0000

Fantasy Short Story

The Travels

~Dancer727

Once upon a time in a faraway land..

There lived a lonely prince in a castle above the stars. This was his home and all he had ever known. There were many busy people in his kingdom, but the prince's parents died long ago and he had no one to talk to except for the stars and the books in his library. One day, the prince stumbled upon a book that mentioned life below the stars, a place called Earth. He at once set out to explore the unknown. When, on foot he had descended the cloud bridge, the prince didn't know where he was. He had only brought with him the book, food, and a telescope. He decided this place he had landed in, must be a forest (upon looking at his book) and went out to find shelter for the night. The prince soon discovered a ramshackle of a hut, and entered it, believing there was no one that lived there. The shack was surprisingly decorated inside and well stocked up in provisions. As the prince looked around, it seemed quite obvious that someone inhabited the little house. Then the door opened and a human-sized mass of fur walked in. It was quite hard to tell what the mass of fur was, but the prince determined it to be a large bear. The bear was wearing a huge, beaten coat with many buttons and pockets adorning it. When the large creature noticed the prince, it nodded its head and said hello. The prince was surprised by the politeness of the bear, and introduced himself. "Won't you have a cup of tea?" the bear said. "That would be very kind" the Prince responded, sitting down. He described his travels and his purpose for coming to Earth. "I was quite curious to see how life down here was." "Well this part is thoroughly disappointing." the bear nodded grimly. "Ever since the Dark Wizard took over this land, it's been even worse. As you might imagine, a forest is not the most pleasant place to be. It's still crawling with bandits and dark creatures. There is other land of course, but under the control of the Wizard." "Who is this Dark Wizard?" asked the Prince in wondering. "No one really knows. Legend has it someone from a place none like ours would come to defeat him. That's why I let you in. You might be the key to the Wizard's demise." and with this, the bear reached under the chair he had been sitting on and drew out a dagger. "You'll need this. You can only stay here a few days before the Dark Wizard discovers you're here. Perhaps he already has." "How does he know?" asked the Prince. "He has ways no one knows of" responded the bear.

The next few days the Prince taught the bear his people's ways of life, showing him the stars at night and the different constellations. The bear in turn taught the Prince how to fish and to swim. The two quickly became good friends. Soon enough, it was time for the Prince to leave. He left for the East, where the Wizard lived. The Dark Wizard lived in a dwelling up on a steep rocky cliff. When the Prince had climbed the rock face and reached the den, he discovered the Dark Wizard inside. The Dark Wizard had been prepared for this battle, already knowing the Prince's whereabouts. As the Prince drew his dagger, the Wizard drew his wand, both preparing to attack the other. The Prince was the first to attack. Charging, he aimed the dagger at the Wizard. The Wizard nimbly leapt aside and started yelling what seemed to be gibberish. Knowing better, the Prince interrupted the Wizard with whatever he could to disrupt the spell. The prince threw rocks, books, and potions. At last, the Wizard seemed to have the Prince cornered. With the Prince's dagger in his right hand, the Dark Wizard loomed over the prince, preparing to kill. All of a sudden, a large furry creature knocked over the Wizard. The two rolled around and suddenly, the Wizard toppled over the ledge of his rocky home. He was long gone. The Prince discovered it was the bear who had saved his life! He thanked the bear tremendously, then thought it was a good idea to return to his home among the stars. The prince said a sorrowful goodbye and left the bear. The prince returned to his home and many, many years later had his own family. His son, the little prince was very curious. One day as he was looking through the library, he discovered a book. The little prince read it and decided to set out and find the place the book described. When, on foot he had descended the cloud bridge, the little prince didn't know where he was. He had only brought with him the book. He decided this place he had landed in, must be a forest (upon looking at his book) and went out to find shelter for the night. The little prince soon found a little house. He went inside.Then a large bear walked in. The bear was wearing a too-large coat. The bear turned its head, then said hello.

Note: I made it a little vague so the reader could add on whatever details he/she wanted. This is supposed to be a fairytale. Hope you like it!

Short story play format Decathlon

Sat, 03 Dec 2016 11:27:33 +0000

Short story play format

Cassie- soft voice

Father-hard voice

Mother-soft voice

Sally-Soft voice

whinnying of horses

fake whistling of trees and grass

footstep sounds of horses

                                                    scene 1

Cassie- ( wakes up and goes to barn to find mother and father sally is still sleeping)

Cassie- Hey mom hey dad oh sallys awake.

Father- Yeah, she is.

Sally- Mother and Father said we can go trail riding

Cassie- Yay

                              Scene 2

                               Couple hours later

footstep sounds of horses and whistling of trees ad grass

Cassie- Mother, father this is so relaxing

Mother-Yes I know and I think charm does to

                                scene 3

couple hours later

Mother- girls untack your horses and go to bed

whinnying of horses

Cassie- (untacks)

Sally- (untacks)

Mother-les go inside hon and go to bed

Father-yeah

                           THE END

Sc-Fi/ fantesy short story Decathlon

Sat, 03 Dec 2016 11:26:32 +0000

The Rainy Meadows

Growls in anger "Get out of my meadow" yells the angry Pegasus.

"No, I am here to see the Queen because I am here on a quest" says the calm unicorn.

"Well, what kind a quest". says the Pegasus more calmly. "A quest to save my kingdom". says the unicorn. "Oh, your here to become a alicorn, correct?" says the Pegasus.

"Yes, I am here to become a alicorn, because I need to rule my kingdom and save it from The Ice Wing" says the unicorn. "Ok, you may pass.

The End

Fiction story contest

Sat, 03 Dec 2016 11:25:01 +0000

I am doing a fiction story contest so there is

1st 2nd and 3rd place more rules will

come soon

Short story fiction

Sat, 03 Dec 2016 08:34:01 +0000

The Friendship Uncicorn

There once was a unicorn named Charm she was all about friendship.

One day she met a alicorn named Apollo. Apollo didn't know about friendship so Charm taught her. Everyday she got better at making friends. One day she was walking and Apollo saw a filly without friends, she was sad. She helped that filly make friends. The day she was a adult she had friends.

THE END

Who were the winners for the kidzsearch annual short story contest?

Tue, 09 Aug 2016 11:16:57 +0000

?????

Story Contest! by FancyRatLover

Fri, 22 Jul 2016 00:24:29 +0000

This contest is a fiction story contest. You can write about fiction people, and animals. The number limit is 4,000 words. The prizes are the honor to boast that you won! I will pick a 1st, 2nd, and 3rd winner. The 1st person gets a "best answer". I wish you well!

P.S. Due date is August 20th!

AbsoluteOwl's Short Story Contest Entry

Fri, 13 May 2016 20:39:16 +0000

I lie in bed, awake, but bored, mind racing, but doubtful. "I am never going to win the singing contest!!" Sheya complained, as she kicked away her covers and raced downstairs. "Amanda and her friend are like the BEST singers in school", she sighed. She thought she had no possible way of winning the singing contest tomorrow. She wrote a song for the contest, but Sheya didn't think it was good enough. She walked to school, mind racing about the contest. Once she got to school, she immediately recognized her best friend, Miranda. "I have no possible way of winning the contest!!" Sheya complained to Miranda. "Sure you do!! After school, lets go to your house for the last practice!" Said Miranda. "Alright, but I don't think it is worth trying." After the 7th bell, Miranda met Sheya at her locker. "Let's go!" Said Miranda. They walked to her garage and started singing. Once they finished, they applauded to themselves and Miranda said, "I really thing we will win!" At the contest the next night, when it was their turn to come on stage, Sheya almost considered running away. But she didn't. Sheya and Miranda walked up to the stage, and Sheya adjusted the microphone. Behind the curtain, she saw Amanda smirking and whispering to her friends about Sheya. Sheya's eyes filled with tears, but she wiped them away, and signaled Miranda to start playing the music. Sheya and Miranda started singing. Once their song was over, they got a standing ovation, and everyone was cheering loudly for Sheya and Miranda. She smiled a little smile, did a curtsy, and walked offstage. And she almost fainted when the announcer announced "The winner is.... Miranda and Sheya!" They walked onstage and got their trophy. Everything was different now, and Sheya liked it. She knew this: She can make a difference.

Short Story Contest Information

Sat, 23 Apr 2016 12:46:57 +0000

Hi guys! For a while, I have been waiting for entries to my short story contest! I haven't gotten very many entries though, so let me explain it to you. Anybody is welcome to enter their original short story to my contest! Just put it in writing contests with the question "AbsoluteOwl's Contest Entry". Your story can be as long or as short as you want, just make it so you can put it all in one post. I'm sorry but poems do NOT count, but I will be holding a poetry contest afterwards. There are no prizes except for bragging rights and knowing that you are an amazing author! I will be awarding a first, second, and third place along with four honorable mentions. The deadline is June 5, 2016. Your story can be any genre you want and I hope to see many different types- from fantasy to mystery, from science fiction to realistic fiction! I hope to see many different authors and genres. I will not be judging on spelling. You may only enter one time. Once we get some more entries going, I will post a daily leaderboard. Time is ticking away, so don't be shy, just enter! Good Luck!

Short Story Contest

Sat, 23 Apr 2016 03:21:13 +0000

Hey guys! For a while now, I have been holding a short story contest! Unfortunately, I have had very few entries, and I know there are some AMAZING author here on KidzTalk, so don't be shy- I'd love to hear your story! Just go to ask a question, with the category "Writing Contests" and the question "AbsoluteOwl's Contest Entry" . All genres are accepted, from mystery to nonfiction, and realistic fiction to a science fiction! I'm sorry but poems do NOT count, but I will be holding a poetry contest after this. The deadline is June 5, 2016. Your story can be as long or as short as you want, just make sure you can put it all in one post. If anything is changed I will tell you. I will be awarding a first, second, and third place, along with four honorable mentions. There are no prizes accept for bragging rights and knowing that you are a fantastic author! I will be posting new messages about the contest every day and once we get some more entries I will post a leaderboard. I hope to see a variety of stories! Good luck!