I am Charles Quinten Shorts. I hate my job as Royal Toast Maker. I know that I should be grateful, for there is only one Royal Toast Maker in the Kingdom of Yor. I am not grateful. I hate my job. I graduated as a physician, but this is where I ended up, in the … Continue reading Toast Revolution Pt.1
The Incredible House of Duggins Pt. 1
Jemima Duggins was a collector. She had traveled all the world over in search of the strange, dangerous, and downright wacky. Her knowledge of mystical relics and haunted castles was as wide as the sea. She was also only eleven years of age, but if you asked anyone who knew her, you would find that … Continue reading The Incredible House of Duggins Pt. 1
The Unintentional Conquest of an Aquatic Beast
It was scorching. We were ready to head back home. We had already caught enough fish for dinner, but as we turned the boat back towards the beach, we felt another stronger tug on the line. My name is Susanna, and I am twelve years old. I was in Costa Rica for vacation with my … Continue reading The Unintentional Conquest of an Aquatic Beast
The rabbit from Wumpus
Once upon a time, where the bright red lilies grow. There was a rabbit, a clever rabbit. This dandy rabbit’s name was old Brandy James. He lived in the meadow, on a hill, and under that hill lived the badger family and under the badgers lived the mole residence. And over yonder the old apple … Continue reading The rabbit from Wumpus
The Sowers
This is a poem that I thought would be short, but turned out being quite lengthy. For a friend through the years. There is a monstrous smoke-belching pit, So big that it's eating the world. It's slowly pulling all people in All to the depths of the earth. This pit has been pulling for eons … Continue reading The Sowers
Fake Stories from my Childhood
Alright, so once my Dad won the jackpot in and office lottery that offices sometimes have. The jackpot consisted of ten tickets to Hawaii, plus five thousand dollars pocket money for the trip. My Dad packed us all up-him, my Mom, me, Granny Granny, Gramps, my older and baby brother, and friends. There was Chester … Continue reading Fake Stories from my Childhood
The Crazed part 1
This story will be split up into to different parts. The next part will probably be posted October 9th. Enjoy! Inkerstein was impatient. He had gaunt pale features. His cheeks were hallow making his face look like a skull. Inkerstein always wore flowing black clothes, making him look like he was perpetually mourning. He was … Continue reading The Crazed part 1
The Zwillings Part 7
In which we plan the escape. For the firstborn Darter. Marie put her face in her hand. She grumbled an unintelligible string of annoyance and looked back at Hunter. "So," she sighed, "what now? I mean you have a kid on your back and I'm not as good a shot as you, judging by the … Continue reading The Zwillings Part 7
Skipper- Prince of the Outdoors
After Sandy died, my family went looking for a kitten. We heard of a cat at someone's house who had kittens a month or two before. A guy rode on his motorbike with one of them over to our house. We brought the kitten inside (he was actually almost as big as a cat, so … Continue reading Skipper- Prince of the Outdoors
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