StarkeyWhen consciousness returned to him, he was instantly overwhelmed by fatigue. Though he possessed the ability to move, he chose not to. Possibly because he was afraid of what might be beyond his sight. He tucked his knees into his chest, hugging them there for comfort. There were sirens in the distance, this he could hear. But as it droned on, getting neither louder nor fainter, he began to doubt its existence. It was just the ringing in his ears, from the numerous concussions.
He finally forced himself to sit up. It hurt, but the wet ground had been irritating his ear. His gaze slid groggily across the dark room, and he started to wonder where he was. But the itching in his ears was persistent, and it had now spread to the opposite lobe. He shakily went to rub, but withdrew instantly. His fingers had brushed against something furry and soaking. Tracking his gaze down to his hand, he saw even in the dim light that there was blood on his fingertips. But this did not explain the hair he f
TrampChapter One:Tramp7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Detention was in not at all fun. Every minute seemed like an hour and there wasnt anything to distract you from the clock. Your only choice was to wait it out. Of course, there was the very slim chance of striking up a conversation with the teacher watching you. But that was highly unlikely
For Melissa Garret, detention was a whole new thing. She was generally a good kid; excellent grades and work habits. So why was she in detention? Well, during the last class, her best friend Mia had randomly thrown a book at their teachers head. Mr. Ashford hadnt been too happy about that, but when he demanded who did it, Mia had pointed at Melissa. And before she could defend herself the angry Science teacher had written her up for detention.
So, here she sat, in an empty classroom with her least favorite teacher. Itll be over soon, Melissa attempted to assure herself, but when she looked to the clock, it stated there was still ov
Puppy-LoveIts always very depressing when a special event is cancelled by forces out of your control. One example: weather. For instance, Jamie Morè was on a date with her boyfriend when suddenly it began to rain. The young couple had taken refuge under a large tree in the park, being neither was dressed to for such conditions. Jamie cuddled into her boyfriends arms, while he combed her hair with his fingers.Puppy-Love7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Its raining cats and dogs out there, She commented, grimacing at the down-pour.
Steven, her boyfriend, paused before replying: Yeah. Hey, that reminds me: I got you this He reached into his back-pocket and pulled out a bedraggled little doll. It looked like a humanoid dog-girl. He handed it to her and she smiled sheepishly.
Oh Steven, thank you! She leaned over and pecked him on the cheek, which turn into a fierce kiss. Though Jamie did think the gift was odd, she thought the gesture was very sweet.
They were now la
BetHearts racing, hooves pounding; the Thoroughbreds thundered their way down the track. The stands were roaring with encouragement and swearing as the finish line was within sight for the competitors. Jockeys urged their horses forward as the race was looking to be a photo finish. But then one horse broke from the herd and bolted forward to claim its title. The powerful, beautiful black gelding seemed to have stolen this race. The other horses struggled to stay on his tail and were quickly falling behind. At the speed of this animal it seemed he could have rocketed right off into space. And if not for a simple slip of the hoof, he just might have.Bet5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But alas, that's all it takes. The amazing racer crashed to the dusty track, skidding across the earth. The crowd simultaneously silent for just a brief moment, watching in shock and amazement as the other horses brushed passed their injured comrade without much thought.
From a private booth up in the stands, there was the another crash occurri
StudEveryone always wishes they could be revisit theyre golden days. But some rarely get the chance to have this happen. However, if you were by the name of John Winzinger, you would know exactly what it was like. For you see, early that day, John had come across a flyer stapled to his door. At first he was frustrated, but after reading the paper thoroughly, John discovered it was in fact advertising a thing called Wish-Come-True hotline. Being somewhat of a supernatural-believer, John saw no harm in calling the phone number. After all, it was free.Stud7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He took the flyer inside, sat back on his couch and dialed. While listening to the ring, he was caught up in what he should wish for. He pondered until a young woman answered the phone: Welcome to Wish-Come-True hotline! This is Grace, how can we make your wish come true? She seemed incredibly enthusiastic and John thought for a moment.
Then suddenly, he had it.
Being a 37 year old man, John often wishe
MusherThe brutal Alaskan climate was taking its toll on the hard-working group. Panting and struggling, the dogs resisted their surroundings. It was a miracle in itself that they were moving at all; the snow had rose at least a 12 inches in the last hour and the blizzard was just reaching its climax.Musher6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The poor canines were tired and cold. The other teams had quit long ago and all other dogs were now cozy by the fire; toasty and comfortable. Just thinking about such luxurious evening was enough to draw the pack to halt. The lead dog turned to face their master, whimpering miserably.
The human who rode at the back of the sled was frustrated by her team's stop. She cracked her whip at them fiercely, swearing and demanding they go on. Out of fear, they abided her commands and slowly but surely kept the sled moving through the rising snow.
"That's right," The woman sneered. "Keep it moving, you lazy, inbred mutts." She wanted so desperately to win this race that she had tossed aside any nurturing
NaturalA nice walk to clear my mind yeah. Thats all I need. Thought Maria White, as she left her countryside high school. She was a very clever girl, and always got very good grades. However, the big test in math today had completed slipped her mind. When the teacher had announced it her heart had nearly stopped. She hadnt studied a bit!Natural7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Maria grumbled angrily as she trudged through the woods as a detour to her house. Im always the top of my class and now thanks to one test, Im barely making B average! Damn that test. Damn it all! She mumbled, when suddenly she tripped over a fallen log. Maria swore loudly once again as her face met the muddy earth.
Ew! She screamed brushing away the moist soil and pine-needles. Then, she noticed the folded-up flier that had escaped her pocket during the fall. Maria unfolded it for a brief glance and then quickly through it back down. It was a paper requesting support for the R.R.R.
HelplessIt was just another day in New York City. People were swearing at each other randomly and the ever-present sound of police sirens droned in the background. And there, in the midst of the commotion, sat a cardboard box. On the outside it read in scribbled black letters: Very special kitten! Free to good home!Helpless7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
If someone were to peer into inside, they would indeed spot a kitten. It was completely black with amber eyes, and such intelligence burned in those cat-eyes that it was almost eerie. This was indeed a very special kitten. But of course, not everyone saw it this way. An older man, appearing to be in his late forties, was staring down upon the little feline with skeptical eyes. His name was Thomas Ring and he wasnt exactly the nicest person you could meet.
He scoffed. Very special kitten? Pft, you look more like a common stray. He reached inside, plucking the kitten from within and dangling it by its scruff. The kitten mewled but did not struggle
Classic: Collared 1 Victor had to itch his arm for the sake, that it was itchy. But beyond that he was 14, good height, weight, and all that good stuff. He had dark blond hair, brown eyes, and that was essentially it. Victor tended to not really stand out, but what he had is that his parents were planning on buying him a dog later, and he needed to wait for a package to arrive of supplies that they had ordered. Besides lounging around on the couch was getting extremely boring. He did doze off a bit later, after eating the hardy lunch of leftover pizza, chips, and a coke. He got up at the noise of the doorbell ringing, drowsily he got up and answered it, only to the extend of seeing the heel of the delivery man slip around the curb, the large brown package sitting on the Welcome mat. Regardless of his parents telling him to keep out of the box until they got back, he hustled it in rattling and plopped it down on the table aClassic: Collared 18 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
BeastA romantic walk in the moonlight: every couples dream. So of course, Nina and her boyfriend Mark Jones were not exempt to this fantasy. They had snuck into the park long after everyone had gone, so they could finally just be with each other. They held hands at first, but had gradually gotten closer as the night progressed. Nina finally grabbed Mark by the collar of his shirt and forced him down into the grass. She straddled his chest, grinning deviously, and then brought her face down to his so that they could kiss.Beast6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mouthing each other passionately, both were too caught up in themselves to notice they were being watched. Curious golden eyes stared at them from the shadows of the trees, but as it stepped into the moonlight, the gazes owner was revealed. A charcoal-colored animal that resembled a large dog slowly approached the kissing couple. It surveyed them with a look of bitter jealousy.
Nina and Mark started to unbutton each others shirts. I love you, She mur
BattyVacationing is always fun, especially when youre with a loved one. Jack Cox had been planning this trip to Australia with his girlfriend for over a month. But three days before they were planned to leave, she had dumped him for his friend. Broken-hearted, Jack still decided to go on vacation.Batty7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He reached his destination in fair time and decided to walk to his hotel. Jack shuffled slowly down the sidewalk, feeling very depressed. I cant believe she left me, He thought, glancing at the darkening sky. I thought she was the one. We had so much in common, and we never argued!
Consumed in thought, Jack didnt really pay any mind to the fruit bat that was following him. However, he did notice when the flying creature swooped down and bit him on the neck. He cursed loudly, feeling a stinging sensation take him over for several minutes. His neck was bleeding excessively, despite there were only two puncture marks. Jack sped up to reach his hotel.
The clerk at the d
Donators BewareDonators BewareDonators Beware6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
(Woman > Dog)
On my way to Tampa. Complained of aches so went to hospital. Come up ASAP
Bailey sighed as she glanced at the newest text message that appeared on her phone. It was about 3:09 on a Thursday afternoon, and she was sitting in her Psychology class, bored out of her mind. It was her first year of college, and though she had taken Psych in high school, she found it interesting and wanted to take a class that would go more in depth into the subject. So far, it was the same exact thing with more work. As her professor went on about Classical Conditioning and Pavlovs Dogs, Bailey had begun to text one of her close friends, Jeanelle. She had already gone over the subject her previous year, and had aced the test on the chapter it was on. There was about 6 minutes left of class, and she had made plans to go with Jeanelle to Wal-Mart after class.
MilkThe pink Mercedes seemed out of place in the quiet farming community. It coasted down the straight-away, flanked on either side by seemingly endless fields. Some held growing crops; others kept herds of grazing livestock. Everything here disgusted Ashley Champ and she wanted more than anything to turn around and go back to her home; to the city, with people.Milk7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But of course, she could not. Her parents had sent her to work with Grandma Beverly, so she could learn responsibility. They had fought about for several minutes before it was obvious that Ashley could not dig her way out of this. She despised her parents for making her come to this filthy place, and not her sister.
But why would they send her sweet little sister? It wasnt her had been caught sleeping with in bed with her no-good boyfriend, or seen smoking outside a convenient store. Ashley scolded herself for being so careless; if only she had been sneakier, maybe she could have gotten away with it.
Ashley glanced down at he
Dog TFMy eyes fluttered open, the light burning my eyes. I was on a operation table. I saw that I was in a white room, all alone. My vision was beginning to correct itself, then I realized that I was being stared at by four or five tall men in pure white costumes. I tried to get up, but my arms and legs were strapped down.Dog TF8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Where am I? I asked, nervously.
They all looked at me, behind black visors. I couldnt see their eyes.
Where am I? I asked again, more anger showing in my voice.
They pulled out a syringe. My eyes grew wide. What is that?! I yelled. They said nothing to me. One of them leaned over, seemingly to whisper something to the other. Most of it was inaudible. I did make out the words, Change and Dog.
Sweat poured down my forehead. What are you going to do to me
PrideEveryone has an obsession. Every single person on earth has something that they enjoy doing or seeing more than anything else. Some people choose to hide it; theyre afraid of being mocked. But Samantha Miller is not one of those people. She proudly boasts her favorite subject for all to see. Its on almost everything she owns. Books, clothes, knick-knacks You see, Sam adores Africa. Shes amazed by everything to do with that particular country.Pride7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The culture, the food and the wildlife. Especially the wildlife.
Sam has gone to Africa every year for the last five years. She volunteers at a wildlife sanctuary for the majority of her trip and absolutely loves it. Her favorite animals are the lions, and she studies a particular pride that is called Sterk Liefde, which means strong love in the African language. She feels an unspoken bond with the Pride and hopes to someday make actual contact with the lions.
And she intended to do that soon. Boarding the plane,
IronyIt was just another day for Brendan Mooney. He had slept in to the far into the afternoon, and was now waking up to find himself in an enormous, plush bed. The colorful sheet and pillows were not what he remembered going to bed on. Drowsily, he slipped out of bed and stumbled through the house. With a hangover thumping in his head, he couldnt exactly see straight and eventually met with a wall. He smashed back down onto a hard tile floor, creating quite a loud noise.Irony7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Head spinning, Brendan opened his eyes to find a blonde young woman staring down at him. She laughed in high, bell-like pitch at his bewilderment and then helped him up. He stared at her strangely. Grace why am I in your house? His voice sounded rough and tired. She blinked her big, green eyes innocently but did not answer his question. Instead, Grace took him by the hand and led him to a staircase that seemed to go down into her basement.
I missed you. She said softly with a little smile
TrappedStacy Blaze had come to the State Fair every year since she was seven years old, and ten years later she stayed true to the tradition. She tried to ignore the fact that she was so out of place in the crowd of visitors. Unlike most others attending, she was a beautiful brunette with no hint of ever eating a bite of the greasy carnival food they offered.Trapped6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She roamed the grounds idly, passing amusement rides and dart-throwing games. Stacy had just finished glancing at a craft-sale when she found herself outside the rows of barns that showcased farm animals. The roar of grunts and squeals, not to mention the overwhelming stench of feces, were usually enough to ward off the average person. But not Stacy; she strolled right inside without a second thought.
The source of most all noise and filth in the barn were the pigs. She remembered that as a little girl she had always been quite fascinated by the swine, and had even carried around a tiny plush version of the animal. Now, however, they onl
Welcome to the Police ForceI had been training for this moment all of my life. Five years at school studying law and the many levels of justice, learning what it was to be a good police officer. Now I am ready to earn my place amongst the squad, and I am truly excited.Welcome to the Police Force4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Walking toward the podium and accepting the honour of joining the police force created a small tear in my eye, but I blinked it away quickly.
"You are now a member of the police force, an honour that only comes with hard work and dedication. You have, without a doubt, proven yourself worthy of such a title and therefore it gives me great pleasure to bestow it upon you. May you enforce
justice and maintain peace during your career." With that, the relatively large crowd rose and clapped. The burning feeling on my face told me how red it must be, but not even that will stop me from enjoying the moment.
After the ceremony, I walked down to where my friends talked and fitted into conversation quite easily. I was not enjoying it for long, though. The c
The Dog MinderThe new dog minder had moved into the street. She was a middle aged woman who dressed in modest clothes and drove a hefty Land Rover. But despite how she may seem, her kindness knows no bounds. Luckly I was the only person in the local area with a dog, which was strange given the fact that the street was greatly populated.The Dog Minder4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cykes, his name.
I had recently purchased the energetic little guy and needed someone to mind him on mondays and wednesdays, as my work had me heavily involved away from home on those days.
I was walking down to the quite country house nestled at the end of the street, surrounded by tall trees and reasonably large gardens. The house must have cost a fair amount as it was well built, sturdy and massive. I walked up too the decorative front door and knocked, Cykes in tow behind me.
"Hi, i'm here about the dog minding. I saw your flyer in the newspaper." Her warm gaze calmed me and I was able to speak clearly, she seemed nice and honest.
"Ahh, so you have seen my add? W
Fireman's Best Friend--Dog TFFireman's Best Friend--TF StoryFireman's Best Friend--Dog TF6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Rodney, the middle-aged fire fighter bid his
adieus to the chief and remainder of the crew of his
firehouse as they stepped out the door. Though not a
huge, influential fire department, it was no volunteer
matter. Rodney had worked at this fire department longer
than almost all of the others there, for 25 years he had
served in nearly all positions other than the chief. He
had definitely had his life experience.
Rodney sighed when, while he gathered together
his things, he looked back at the pictures of the years
passed. Pictures where he was saving lives, in uniform,
or even just hanging out at friends' houses were
scattered across an enclosed bulletin board. Before he
picked up his bag, he looked at one other picture taken
two years previously.
Rodney was in this picture, as he was in the
others, but instead of being shown having a good or bad
or rough time with his good friends and fellow colleagues,
he was shown with Fancy: one of Rodney's best frien
WeirdIt was a humid Friday afternoon. Halie Lichen was walking home from school with a couple of her friends. They were giggling and gossiping as they always did, spreading little rumors amongst themselves.Weird7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Did you see Jannas boots? Halie asked with a big grin. They looked like the pair I donated to Good Will!
Her blonde friend laughed. Probably cuz they were. Its all bargains, no style for that girl, I swear. Halie smirked in agreement, before waving her friend good-bye as they each went to their separate houses.
She continued the rest of her walk with a smile, hugging her school-books into her chest. Halie had an excellent life; friends, love and a very a good popularity-status. She didnt think it could get any better!
As she was nearing home, Halie accidentally let a math paper slip from her hold. She sighed in frustration and went to pick it up, but the light breeze carried to the grassy area near a couple of bushes. Halie leaned dow
A Night OutMy hands were slightly red and bruised from the endless clapping. I would normally have loved to come to a circus but things hadn't been going right today so I was more than slightly aggitated. No matter how hard I tried to be optamistic I always found something that would annoy me no end.A Night Out5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And now for the final act of the night, the amazing twisting twins!"
This was getting too endless for me so I decided to beat it and ditch my friend, he was getting a ride home anyway I was just going to walk it, the big field the circus was set up at wasn't that far away from my house and besides I hadn't had anything to eat all day and the chocolate at the circus wasn't an ideal meal.
I was walking out of the main tent and into the car park when I was approuched by a rather tall but otherwise ordinary man.
"I was watching the audiance and everyone else seemed to be enjoying it, except you"
I was amazed at such a confrontation but also slightly annoyed.
"What I enjoy is for me to decide!"
The man l
Rewrite: Deserving PunishmentDeserving Punishment (Rewritten)Rewrite: Deserving Punishment4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Girl into dog)
Mia was your average stuck up girl. Her body was that of any boys wet dream. Her shoulder length dusty blonde hair, hourglass figure, and stunning green eyes only hid her bitchy nature. Mia was smiling as she walked down the hall towards her dorm room, carrying a small gift wrapped present in her arms. As she fumbled with the key to her dorm room, her mind was replaying what had just happened a few minutes ago. She had told off her Ex ,Phil, so many time it was unreal. Finaly she had gotten mad enough at him to humiliate him during class by revealing how small of a cock he had.
"I still can't beleive he apologized to me." Mia though triumphantly as the door to her private dorm room swung open lazily. Mia pulled off her windbreaker and tossed it on her bed, leaving her in a pair of tight cotton shorts and a very transparent white tank top. "Let's see what Phil got me." She thought as she slowly unwrapped the small package. Mia felt the sl
GreedTreasure. It has been lusted after for centuries and I one of the most desirable collections in the world. This is mostly because treasure (gold, silver, ect.) means wealth and such a thing immediately promotes you in social-class. Humans have a need for money; it makes them feel powerful and in-control. This, in some cases, is true. Some people will do anything for money, which automatically makes wealthy humans powerful.Greed7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Men have spent years searching for treasure. They are determined to find unbelievable riches that possibly dont exist. But does that stop them? Of course not. James Spinner was one of these stubborn explorers. He had searched every continent for its treasure, and had gotten quite rich, but this was not enough for him. James wanted to claim all the riches for himself so no man could be wealthier than him.
His search had led him to the high cliffs of Asia. James was an adventurer, so naturally he was able to navigate through the rocky terrain alone. Gripping the
Dogs Life"Can we keep her?" asked my little fourteen year old brother, petting me on the head.Dogs Life4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't know..." my mom said unsure, looking down at me. "Why would Bonnie even hide a dog from us?"
I did no such thing; I am the dog! Is there any way to tell you that your daughter is sitting right in front of you? This is so frustrating!
"Please mom? We never had a dog in our family! And look, she's actually rather nice... for a Husky."
I would have growled to show him his big sister isn't his pet but I knew just one growl from my mouth and I would be forced into the garage where I would wait for someone from the pound to pick me up and lock me inside a small pen where I would spend who knows how long? Also I have to admit the great feeling of the strokes coming from Ben's hand was the most nicest thing he had done for me in a long time.
I guess it was OK that he was treating me like this. Heck, if I woke up human this morning he probably would have dumped a glass of water over my head while I sl