The Davidson's previewThe DavidsonsThe Davidson's preview52 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Jake Raines
In a nice suburb house outside of town there once was a family called the Davidsons and would you believe that they had one of the best jokes ever and always made and finds a way to make people laugh. The family was very pleasant and kind to the other neighbors even the ones that didn’t like them they live in a beautiful 4 bedroom 2 bathroom house and have an adorable cat name Mr. Jenkins who is a tuxedo cat
So here’s what their names and occupations are the man of the household Jerome Davidson the father of his three children and married to his beautiful wife he works as construction worker and works from anytime and on giving any day of the week to begin with and gets paid very handsomely. Dara Wendy Davidson is the mother of her three children and is married to her husband Jerome she works as a substitute teacher in one of her children’s school where she teaches mostly ever class as possible.
They both have three children of their own a
My lifeA NORMAL DAY IN MY LIFEMy life7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Mom is on the phone with my aunt*
Me: *Sitting scrolling through tumblr*
Mom: *Looks at me and smiles creepily*
Mom: Cherie got me a tazer, can I try it out on you??????????
Me: O_O Umm...how about no...?
Mom: *Frowns and goes back to talking on the phone*
Me: Love you too.
The Story Of Princess Winter Snowflake Part 12000 Years AgoThe Story Of Princess Winter Snowflake Part 19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Before Nightmare Moon Was Vanish, They Have A Cousin, Princess Winter Snowflake,
The Ruler Of Winter, But She Wanted To Rule ALONE!
She Defeated Celestia And Luna, She Rules Equestria For 3 Years, Equestria Was And Endless
Winter, But Celestia And Luna Recovered, They Defeated, The Winter GOD,Princess Winter Snowflake, And Turn Her Back To Good, But After Years It Was Luna's Turn. Princess Winter Snowflake Tried To, But Nightmare Moon Was So Powerful Enough, But She Vanish Into The Moon,
Winter Was Helping Celestia To Rule Equestria, But The Return Of Nightmare Moon, Winter
Was Jealous She Transformed Equestria Into Winter Wonderland Luna And Celestia Was In A
Winter Cage With A Shield So That They cant Go Out,Even They can use Their Magic. Winter GOD
Ruled Equestria For 100 Years Before Discord...
Moments with Little Gray: Chapter 11Moments with Little GrayMoments with Little Gray: Chapter 1117 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A week passed by like a breeze. But still, only Lucy and Mira were the only ones that the raven-haired boy trusts. Sure, he never hides his face on Lucy’s neck anymore and sure, he never insisted on being carried anymore but those are the only things that changed.
He never played with anyone except for Lucy, Plue and Mira.
But he does ‘fight’ a lot with Natsu and Erza. Glaring at them until they get annoyed, calling them names like ‘Pinky-nii’ and ‘Kowaii-nee’, and showing them his tongue were three of the many others. Those kinds of ‘fights’. Of course Lucy would be there to smack Natsu on the head whenever he’s about to tackle the boy or saying things like ‘asshole’, ‘bastard’
I guess all I can do is dream I saw lips move. I saw the blissful or pained or mad or just any emotion on people's faces but it just didn't seem quite the same. "NoName?" I signed, tapping my sister's shoulder. NoName turned. She had a grin on her face from ear to ear and her bright pomegranate red eyes flashed before me. "What is it?" she asked.I guess all I can do is dream21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
No. I've told her many times. I cannot read lips. "Stop," I pleaded. She gave me a confused look. "Stop talking. Sign. I am deaf, NoName, I cannot read lips," I signed angrily, and if I could hear myself talk, I'd sound like I'm getting louder. NoName still didn't understand. I felt angered.
"STOP! I CAN NOT READ LIPS!" I shouted. I don't know if it came out how I wanted it to. I couldn't hear myself say it. Everyone in the room stopped and looked at me. I've been told many times before that my voice sounds like a cow trying to learn English. Others just say it's muffled but it still hurts my feelings. NoName gave a confused, saddened expression. She t
Christmas Story~Christmas Story~Christmas Story~1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a snowy evening in Amestrias as Trinity stood outside a road downtown, waiting for someone. Who was she waiting for? A lover? A family member?? Nope. She was waiting for her friend ^^ After what seemed like an hour & a half the young lady walks down the road, disappointed that her friend didn't show up.
Trinity: I can't believe Lori didn't come... She promised we'd meet up here to go do some last minute Christmas shopping!! *she angrily stomps a booted foot* Just when the lass was about to head home a sound of soft footsteps crunching in the snow assault her ear drums.
Curious, she turns around seeing someone with an armful of cinnamon rolls. Who was this person? It was none other than me, Lorena (aka Lori) http://hikawaii2plz.deviantart.com/http://hikawaii2plz.deviantart.com/A gasp of astonishment escapes warm lips as Trinity walks over to me. She pokes my coated sleeve.
Trinity: Lori? Is that you? I put the box of sweets down to reveal my sweet face, which was
'Christmas Magic''Christmas Magic'1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Kelly Seale
Driving the sixteen or so miles to town on Christmas Eve was a trip I hadn't planned on, for I was content drinking a glass of wine and watching the marathon of Hallmark Christmas movies and staying out of my wife's way, as she made the final preparations for Christmas dinner. She was knee-deep in Christmas cookie dough, batch after batch in and out of the oven.
As I finished my glass of Blue Teal White Zinfandel, which coincidentally timed just right at the ending of 'November Christmas, ' one of my favorite Christmas movies about the spirit of giving, my wife Victoria, called to me.
“Hey babe! Would you mind running into town to pick me up a few things?” She just hates shopping!
I picked up my empty glass, turned the TV off and padded into the kitchen. “I guess I could do that for you,” I said to her as I kissed her neck and stole a fresh, soft, hot cookie from the pile she was forming.
“You better make me a list if it's
The Valley of the Shadow of Death- The Valley of the Shadow of DeathThe Valley of the Shadow of Death2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
I woke up feeling soo tired, but I got up anyway, thinking it was just from all the excitement of yesterday…
It was a brisk day in early December; you could feel the winter chill beginning to take its hold on the hills of New Mexico.
"Pa!" I tried my best to stay on Blue Boy...and I just felt plain miserable...the winter air wasn't helping...
“What is it son?”
I could barely see him as he rode back toward me...the hoofbeats sounded sooo far away...
“Mark,” he caught me as everything faded.
“Oh God,” I caught him as he started to slide off his saddle. I could feel the heat pouring from him; his forehead burned as hot as a summer day. I gently eased him all the way onto my lap.
“Lucas, what happened?” Johnny rode up.
“You get him home, I’ll ride into town and get doc.” Johnny eased his horse into a lope.
I stared at Mark’s slee
Untitledi sit in church, still numb with pain, my group around me. I'm 12, shy, and not very well known, but the group leaders try to tie me in.Untitled2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Okay, now we are going to go around in a circle saying what you got for Christmas, start with kelcy," says our group leader Jessica.
"I got a pony," she says proudly. She looks at my friend grace.
"I got shoes and clothes," says grace cheerfully, grace looks to a girl named Shelly.
"I got make up and jewelry," she boasts, she looks to me, I sit there staring at the ground.
"Hannah, what did you get for Christmas?" Urges Jessica.
"I got a surprise, an invitation," I say under my breath.
"An invitation to what?" Asks Jessica cheerfully.
"My parents' funeral." I say looking up at her. Everybodies faces are shocked, including Jessica's. I go on.
"During Christmas eve diner me and my family were seated around the table, happy as ever, then as my mom took a bite of her mashed potatoes she threw up. It wasn't vomit though, nor bile, my mother threw up blood
Bouncing Between Mentalities Chapter 1Bouncing Between MentalitiesBouncing Between Mentalities Chapter 12 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Time: Late May 2011
Location: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Madison Griffin has just picked up her 11-year-old Daughter, Brooke, who was living with her Father from the hospital. He(Red) and his wife Deidre passed away in a tragic car crash that had Brooke in the hospital for a week(only kept for monitoring) and she was finally allowed to go home. Brooke was about 5'3", had red hair, and the only thing Madison brought for her was a red shirt and a black skirt(it was one of the only things clean). It didn't take them long to get to Madison's 2 story home. Madison parked in the driveway and helped Brooke into the house.
"Where are my sisters?" Brooke asks.
"At school." Madison answers.
"What have I missed? Anything note-worthy?" Brooke asks.
"No, not really." Madison answers.
"Who got the winner. I know Vancouver won last night" Brooke asks
"I think the player's last name was Hansen." Madison answers
"Jannik Hansen? Awwwwwwwwwwww, why couldn't have
FamilyFamily2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
He paced back and forth,looking at the door once and a while.Aislin was in there.Today was the day that would change both their lives.The day that their son or daughter would be born.He finally sat down and tried to recall all the events that led to this day.
The morning was cold.Nearly two months had passed since Aislin had moved into his apartment.He woke up early and left her in the bedroom to sleep.Walking out into the living area he opened the window blinds.It seemed like forever since sunlight filled his home.He made some tea for the both of them and drank a cup while gazing outside.The concrete was becoming frozen and the sky was a calming grayish blue.He sighed and closed his eyes feeling utterly content.With Aislin here he had truly let go.
TMNT: First SnowLeo muttered as he tried to reverse the car. The car seemed to beTMNT: First Snow2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
stuck on some object. Leo pressed on the gas pedal as the motor
purred but the car hadn't budge..... not an inch.
Leo tried persuasive times but the car never budge! Leo keep his
temper low and calmed down as he tried again. Raph however wasn't
able to keep his temper down.
"Oh god! Let me try!"
Raph violently pushed Leo out of the chair as Raph sat down. Raph
prepared to press the gas pedal, knowing how hard he would push
Leo yelled "RAPH! Don't-"
Raph's feet connected with the pedal. Raph pressed firmly on the
gas pedal....... a little to hard. The shell raiser responded to Raphs try
and reversed. But, the car went out of controlled and crashed to a tree.
"Woah!" Foxy exclaimed as the crash affected her to fall. Luckily Carlos
catched her. Carlos placed his hands on Foxy's hips as she blushed. Carlos
did the same. "Thanks" Foxy said. "De nada " Carlos replied as the blush
crept along his cheeks. (Translation of Carlos:
Demon's Day “Edgar, the fire has started! Come on back here!” An elder woman hollered to the young man standing at the rocky shore, her son. He didn’t answer. The lapping waves and swirly midnight sky occupied him at the moment. Stars scattered the world above him in shining white freckles. It was nearly silent despite the nature and distant voices chatting away by the fire. Edgar was lost in the sea of beauty. He tried to reach out to the stars, but the gods brushed him away with a breeze through his chestnut curls. With caution, he backed himself away and fixed his hair. It was no use, so he pulled on the brown fishing cap that belonged to his late uncle, Fredric.Demon's Day2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
A sigh escaped his lips as he reminisced about his closest friend and family. He loved his mother and father so, but could not bring himself to tell them things he’d only told his uncle. He had practically raised him. &
Not This YearThe lights are bright, the songs are cheerful, and the stores are packed with shoppers. It’s almost Christmas, and everybody is excited. But not Isidro.Not This Year3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
People are always surprised when Isidro says he despises Christmas time, or (if he’s feeling generous) feigns mere disinterest. If only they knew why.
It was on December 20, sixteen years ago. Isidro had just turned twenty-one a month earlier. Instead of hitting the bars, Isidro was hitting the books. His father, sister, and brother-in-law had gone to a wedding, but Isidro, a law student at the time, had a paper to write over Christmas break, so he stayed home.
It had been a tumultuous time to be Hispanic-American in Charleston. Several Latinos (as well as a white man married to a Mexican woman) had been gunned down. Law enforcement believed it was the work of a serial killer. Of course Isidro was worried about his family. But his father and Encarnacion swore they’d be fine. “Tend to your studies, mijo,
The Chess GameA pawn. That is what it feels like. Nothing more than a little piece of wood to do someone else's bidding. Kings and Queens rule the board. It is harder though when you and your siblings are up against each other. Each used by Kings black and white, your parents, to get to each others side of the board. You have to move for one or the other you have no choice in it black or white, no middle ground, no grey. You have to choose but then what of your siblings? Do you do the kings bidding then against them as well? Do you take the piece, knowing what it means? If you can't do you change sides? This isn't chess though it is life. When pieces fall they just get back up. What then is it like to live in a never ending war of kings?The Chess Game3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
DAD! America x Child!reader.~America's POV~DAD! America x Child!reader.4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
*BANG BANG BANG*
I groaned and wiped the sleep from my eyes, looking at my clock.
'why the hell is someone banging on my door at 3 am?!'
I thought as I went to myself. I sighed when the person kept ringing my bell.
I then made my way to the door, opening it only to see no one there.
I was about to close the door when I felt someone tug at my leg. I looked down to see a young girl with (H/L) (H/C) hair, around 7 or 8.
I asked crouching to her height.
'why is a child out here on her own. more importantly my door.'
She shyly said handing me a note. I took it from her and started reading it.
' Please take care of my little girl. I am no longer able to take care of her so I beg of you to take care of her. Her name is (F/N) and she's only 8 years old, healthy, but she needs someone to take better care of her. Please just make sure she's okay.'
It didn't have a name at the end so I shrugged and looked down at (F/N). She had some di
The Christmas Celebration (Part 4)It was after a cememony in which Anna and Elsa were had been accepted into Rapunzel's Ohana. Elthibar seemed excited but a little worried since Queen Elsa and Anna had not shown up early which is what they usually do. In the mean time, Merida was nursing little Maria and doing what she could to keep her warm, since Arendelle was slightly colder than Dunbroch. Rapunzel and Eugene were also there at the banquet along with Elthibar, Kristoff, and Anna.The Christmas Celebration (Part 4)4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm glad that you two had shown up for your entrance coronation," Elthibar declared. "I was beginning to think that you would not show. But you showed up and now we are back again here enjoying your fine Arendellian food."
"You never fail to leave the food without compliment," Anna replied.
"At least one foreigner appreciates our food," Elsa declared.
"We all appreciate it," Elthibar replied.
"Well many of the Russians and Finish don't appreciate it," Elsa declared. "On top of that, we had a stressful time getting here since we were both c
Let It Snow [Vocaloid Fanfic]He hadn’t ever been fond of Winter, really. Sure, Len had been deemed fit for sale in the depths of Winter, along with his sister, but the season itself wasn’t much for him to get excited for. What was there TO be excited for? With no true heating system and his metal frame chilled to the touch even on the warmest of days, he and every other Vocaloid spent the majority of the season huddled in record booths, bundled in layers of clothing until the most any of them could do was reach out and shake the hands of a passing producer. Not to mention the fact that by the time his own “birthday” came around, most of the employees were gone for the holidays, leaving the entire building too quiet for his liking. Len had grown used to whirs and clicks that made up Crypton’s headquarters and without them, his home seemed absent of life.Let It Snow [Vocaloid Fanfic]4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yet here the Vocaloid was, curled up on the top of the building, nursing a hot cocoa that wouldn’t do much good for someone of
exposed to what you hide"Cas, would you hate me if I did something very bad?"exposed to what you hide4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The question was quiet, slightly muffled by Cas's pajamas and the blanket.
"No. I wouldn't ever hate you."
Shadow pressed his head further into the pile.
His new roommate was odd, but the coydog didn't seem like a bad person. And if he did do something bad, Shadow would have justification.
Cas eased himself up, careful not to wake the sleeping canine. Let sleeping dogs lie. That was Shakespeare, right? God, Shakespeare was a great guy. Liked imagery poetry a lot though. And damn, he was morbid.
Carefully, the idea's nails gently pressed against the glowing green numbers on the phone. Plus the long distance extension.
"Hey, Merchie!" Cas struggled to keep his voice cheerful, while keeping quiet enough to not wake Shadow.
"'Ey, Cas!" How come the British were allergic to the 'h' sound? "What'cha callin' about?" Could he get a GPS with Merch's voice? Damn, what a nice voice.
"I'm calling about Shadow."
"Hello? Still t
Growing WingsI stared down at my cold and trembling hands, empty with nothing to grasp onto. If some strands of hope were floating around me, I would straggle onto them, and pull me from this hole I’ve dug myself so deep in. But I had found that all strands had left my reach just hours earlier. Tyler and I were sitting at home, playing a game, when he choked and sputtered, and in the white cloth remained blood. Lots of it. That sent my parents and I haywire, and that’s how I ended up sitting here in a waiting room, waiting for a miracle to come through and shine a light and wake us up from this darkness.Growing Wings4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ty was my little brother, soon to celebrate becoming a teenager, that’s if his condition would improve. He was the one that kept me going, the one that made me push till’ I got the best I could get. He told me, in his own flesh and blood, that I was his role model. It made me feel honored, to be his big sis’. And most of all, he was my best friend. Yeah, a girl can hav
It's not hate,It's still loveThe prussian man sits quietly on the edge of his bed.It was mother's day.Like every mother's day,gilbert would just stay in his room,thinking about his own mother.His mother's name was Dianna.She was an American DJ in Greece.She was born in Greece but,was raised in America.Everything about her made prussia very much special to her.He maybe the pain in the ass to her but,he was the most hyperactive albino that she could ever love.He really loved his mother.But,the problem was she wasn't around him or his brothers to spend time with.That's what upsets him.But,this was the real reason why he was locked up in his room.Once he flashes back the memories of his mother,there could be reason for him to forgive her.He starts by closing to his eyes.It's not hate,It's still love4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"If only......I could of said my last words to you....Mutti."
"GILBERT!!" Dianna shouted out while watching her albino son climbing up the tree.She was looking for him for hours and finally found him.But now,he was going to get
SuperstardomMariel always wanted to be a superstar, but sadly she couldn’t. She tried her best, and gave it her all, but never did she once make it into a movie. She was old now, and if she applied for it, she’d certainly break her back and probably die now because she is seventy years old. But, no matter what you told her, she wanted to be a star. So that is when she set out on her journey with her old dog named Felipe.Superstardom4 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
She grabbed her teeth and Felipe and got on her golf cart. Her golf cart was low on fuel, so she just put milk in it instead. The Cart started going slowly down the road. Mariel was now going to be a star. She realized that if she becomes a star, what about her dog Felipe. She got over it and decided that who needs a dog in Hollywood. Mariel knew she shouldn’t tell Felipe she was going to leave him once he got their so she just stayed quiet.
After about two miles down the road, Mariel grew tired. She pushed Felipe in the driver’s seat and told him to drive