The Origins of a Small Town HandlerThe sun shone through the windows of houses in the small town of Kaktovik, Alaska. Freshly fallen snow blanketed the world, though the handful of small children that lived there weren't busy playing in the white fluff. Instead, they were gathered near the water’s edge, eyes cast out onto the incoming waves.The Origins of a Small Town Handler9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
In fact, all the town was gathered around the lonesome dock just outside the town. The same waves that lapped at the shore and fought off the onlookers also pulled in a large ship from the western sea and drew in the crowed.
This ship wasn't some random drop by, either. This was an ocean worthy vessel with a strong hull and a high mast. It came by every year in the summer like clockwork, carrying supplies the village would barter for. The melting ice of summer receding from the land made the waters at the docks a perfect place for a ship to come down.
Among the crowed was a female with long curly, chestnut brown hair. She had lighter skin than most of the inhabitants of the vi
My music that describes me part 4Michel Jackson- Man in the Mirror (feels... but i can relate to this )My music that describes me part 416 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Whitney Houston (Cover by Christina Grimmie) - I Will Always Love You (a Tribute to my Family) (Skip to 1:10)
TJ get's revengeIt was the last day of the family weekend. A few of TJ's relatives had to go back home as they couldn't get a day off work, but his uncle Max, auntie Natalie and 2 cousins Oscar (12) and Charlie (7) stayed along with TJ and his father Ethan. Overall, there were nine of them including TJ's uncle Shay, auntie Lou and 10 year old cousin Daxton living in their large 4 bedroom house for the weekend. TJ and his 3 cousins all slept in Daxton's room.TJ get's revenge17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was around 9am when all boys had woken up, mainly from hearing each others whispers and fidgeting. All four cousins had camped that night on Daxton's large bedroom floor in sleeping bags and on blow up beds. It was then that TJ wanted to encourage the group to gang up on Shay and his father Ethan for embarrassing him the day before by tickling him in front of the family when applying sun lotion. Plus, that wasn't the only time, as they had gotten all four boys and tickled them silly twice after that.
" No way!" Seven year old Charlie replied. "
Cheering him up8 year old Kyle was finding it really difficult now that his big brother has moved out to live in Uni. He looked up to him, as Aiden had always been a good brother. When he was 15 and Kyle was 5, their father left the boys and their mother. Because of this, Aiden immediately felt that he needed to step in and be that fatherly figure to Kyle. He would help him with his homework, take him to football matches, wrestle with him, take him go-karting and always knew how to cheer him up. Because of this, Kyle loved him very much.Cheering him up21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A month has passed since Aiden had moved out. Kyle still sees him, but only once or twice a week. Still, it was very upsetting for him to be away from his brother so long. He would get upset even to the point of crying. And even though he didn't want his mother or brother to see how upset he was, they still did. As much as it upset their mother to have her baby leave home, it hurt her much more to see how it was affecting Kyle. A month was too long, and she felt
IT'S GOOD!!-Mom Serves Me Food-IT'S GOOD!!2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mom: Okay, I hope you like it! It's something different.
Me: Hm, it's good!
Mom: You sure?
Mom: You positive?
Mom: You sure you're not just saying that just to make me feel better?
Me: FOR CHRIST'S SAKE MOM, IT'S GOOD!!
Mom: Okay, Okay! No need to raise your voice..
INDOMIE AYAM BAWANG (BERWALD OXENSTEIRNA X READER)INDOMIE-AYAM BAWANG FLAVOUR (Berwald Oxensteirna x Reader)INDOMIE AYAM BAWANG (BERWALD OXENSTEIRNA X READER)2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: All the Hetalia characters belong to Himaruya Hidekaz, not me. Indomie is not mine too. In fact, it’s a real instant noodles product and its deliciousness is real as real can be. In the end, I only own the plot—got that memorised?
A soft instrumental tune filled the workshop where Berwald honed his wood crafting skill. The said Swede was sitting on a stool, facing the table on which many chisels were neatly arranged—contrasting the scattered wood flakes.
His gaze was focusing on something grasped on his fingers. Upon closer inspection, the wood piece has taken the shape of chess pawn after Berwald have sculptured it with precision. He blew some air to its round head, cleaning the surface from dust.
Settling down the pawn next to the rest of a chess set, he looked at the cuckoo clock hanging on the wall just above his desk. He stared it for a minute or two before a small door on it opened and let a
Can't hide"do not take it personally", my mother saidCan't hide3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
after he beats my mistakes out of me, telling me that I never learn
"but your parents still love you", they said
he told me that I was worthless
and only a burden to the world
and watched as I tried to slit my wrist with a blunt kitchen knife
"it will be ok", my friends say
but it never was
and it never will
Sun lotion ticklesIt was the second week of the summer holidays and one of the hottest days so far. Both 10 year old TJ and his father Ethan were enjoying the weekend at a family BBQ. It was at Ethan's eldest brother Shay's house, and he was holding a big family gathering which he would organise every year. The large pool was filled with ice cold water, allowing TJ and his cousins to wear out all their energy without getting too hot. However, this did not mean he could get away with not wearing any sun lotion.Sun lotion tickles3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
" TJ! You stop running young man!" Ethan called playfully, while chasing his son through his brothers mansion house.
No way would TJ stop. He knew very well what would happen if his father caught him. He quickly turned to race up the stairs, skidding on the tiled floor as he did. This unfortunate action caused him to slow down, allowing his father to be right at his heels. With a squeal, he managed to control his feet and leg it up the stairs.
" Nohohohoho!" He giggles, before going into the
Touch The Sky“Is all the stars. Do you know how mankind felt when he first looked at the sky?”Touch The Sky3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“What, daddy?” Holly had replied. A shooting star crossed the sky. “Wonder,” He had murmured. “And a sense of being almost but not quite able to touch the heavens above.” Holly looked at her dad.
But… no… He wasn’t alive… That isn’t right! He had died in the fire!
Holly sat up in bed. She looked around and saw the other bunks full of sleeping children. The night was cold and her alarm told her it was 1 o’clock. Holly crept over to the window and peeked out. The sky seemed unchanged from that cold spring evening.
Holly stayed at the window for a moment, then slid back into bed. She pulled out a book about stars. Holly read for what seemed like hours. She glanced at the clock and it read ‘1:15. Time was pa
The DateToday was the day of my sister's "Big Date". My name is Shayne, and Sheryll is my twin sister who for the last three months has talked about nothing other then some goth dork named Brad. I Despise Brad. Let's talk, when my sister is entranced by something she will talk about nothing but it until just the mere mention of whatever she has fallen in love with sets me off, ruining several movie and book series for me. Brad is different though, now not only does his name annoy me but I genuinely hate him.The Date4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
You see Brad spends his day doing a few things, one of which would be tormenting me and all the other "nerdy" kids; why would he do this you ask? Well he tried to insult a jock once, the end result was just him needing to wear less mascara for his purple eyes.
I wouldn't say my sister is a goth, she never has really seemed gloomy, so I don't know why she became so entranced with him. The second he asked her out on a date though, not only did I wonder what he saw in her, I wondered w
UntitledI don't understand how something so amazing can be plagued with something so vile so uncaring. You see there was a little boy who went to school everyday and didn't talk to anybody, then he met with his old friends the only people he could and would talk to. Then one of his friends introduced him to a girl, he ended up really liking this girl. One day one of the boy's friends a criminal some might call him ended up in one of his classes he had with this girl. The boy and the group got along well they all had a blast just being around each other. A couple weeks after the "criminal" showed up the boy started to think that the girl he liked had feelings for this criminal. So the boy confronted the girl and asked "D-do you like him?, would you go out with him?". The girl said yes, the boy's heart was broken, he sobbed for days in silence.... Then the boy realized the girl deserved happiness or whatever she wanted, so he made it his goal to get the two together. He coached the love dumb criUntitled4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
a story with GrandmaThis story begins with a small boy both timid and adventurous. Amazed by new discoveries and astonished by classic tales. His name is Bob, he loves the way flowers grow and how in the wind the trees blow. He enjoys all the time he spends outdoors and reaching for those video game high scores. The list of things Bob loves could fell a book. This book would be similar to a dictionary in look. Everything he loves listed alphabetically with a definition explaining why he loves each thing so poetically. Bob loves many things, but there is one thing Bob loves the most. This love is greater than his love for candy, cake, ice cream and it isn't a ghost. This love he shares is with his grandma, the greatest grandma who will ever be. If you keep on reading then surely you will see.a story with Grandma4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wondering what Bob looks like then let’s close our eyes and begin to picture him. Bob is a small boy even for someone as young as he. He has long hair and a round tummy, because Grandma’s food is oh so yum
Loony Neighbours I watched my neighbour take a sip of a mojito that probably contained some particles of her deceased Doberman. She didn’t know this though.Loony Neighbours4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
It never occurred to me that I would one day be serving mojitos to my neighbours at a party, hosted by James from next door, celebrating my husband going back to school, but at least it was a possible scenario. I definitely never thought that I would have a dead dog to thank for the fresh, home grown mint in the drinks.
Out of context, I’ll admit that the whole situation seems rather bizarre, and more than likely suspicious as well. This is exactly why my husband and I agreed to never tell anyone about what really happened that day, two months before.
Mark and I were recent additions to the neighbourhood. I had cooked dinner, and Mark had arrived home from work as a nurse.
“So, what glorious meal have you orchestrated for tonight?” Mark joked as he poured some wine into glasses. Only one of
That stupid song..I lay in the grass looking toward the sky. The path echoes the footsteps of passing by people. I lay there. The tune lulls me to sleep. Savage beasts share the path with sheep. They only ever stay in the herd. The song dances in my ears. My fingers numb and marked with dust. My nails chewed off. My hair filled with mud. My clothes shine with rocks and glass. All I can hear is that song. Singing the soft words of a story. I wake up. The song now gone. I lay in my bed sitting up with a jolt. I hear my family yelling. Engines moving. Smoke fills my lungs as I think to myself "time to get through the day. Once again ..... Alone..".That stupid song..5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Let Me Show YouLet me Show YouLet Me Show You5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The young lord stood alone in a glade not far from the main glen, his head lowered, eyes intent on the grass about his hooves, the words of his father’s lesson from earlier that day ringing in his mind. ’Focus, place all your focus on the magic, Rafe! Let it move through your body, funnel it with your mind, it will follow if you can just get control!!’ No matter how hard he tried, Rafe absolutely could not attain a sliver of control over the magic that was apparently lurking somewhere in the back of his consciousness. He didn’t understand, and the harder he tried, the more frustrated he got.
NOTHING WAS HAPPENING. With a growl, the stag drove his hooves into the dirt, tearing a gash through the grass, tossing the leafy green pieces into the air, where they fluttered, tossing and twisting until they landed back where they belonged. The chocolate fawnling huffed an
Days June 21, 2007, 3:42 pmDays5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hello there journal. I'm your owner now it seems. Ugh, I act like your a new pet I just bought from the pet store. Whatever. I'm Viviana Mondello, and at the time I write this, I'm currently 12. I'm considered a really mature kid. I have two younger siblings, a brother and sister, Adrik and Adriana Mondello. They're twins, and at the time, they're both 6.
My mother is Amaliya Mondello, age 29, and my father is Vincenzo Mondello, age 31. We also have two dogs, and one cat. Our male dog, is Atlas. He's about 3 now. Our female dog is Kynthia, and she's about 2 and a 1/2. Our male cat is Ra and he's around 5 months now.
Our names all come from some weird background heritage. My father has Italian heritage, and his family has always treasured Italian names. His name, my name, and my sister's name are all Italian, and so is our last name. My mother has Russian heritage, and thats where her name and my brother's name come from. Our pets were given names from m