In the beginning..."Ugh, No!!!" He stomped in frustration, the ground shaking beneath his shoes. He had done it again another group of kids gone their terrified shouts still echoing through the forest as they fled back to town. Granted, they had lasted a little longer than most others who had seen him; he at least managed to utter a hopeful 'hello' before they took off running.In the beginning...3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But hey, wouldn't you freak out too if you saw a 40 foot tall ten year old?
"This is pointless." He groaned and sat down, leaning himself back against a sturdy elm tree. Above him was the sudden rustling of leaves and chattering of squirrels, but he paid them no heed. "Why did we have to move so close to a human city? I miss my old friends and I can't make new ones if all the kids I meet keep running aw-"
His eyes widened and he nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt a small weight fall onto his che
GT: TherapyFear, rational or otherwise, was something one never truly wanted to face head on.GT: Therapy4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For twenty years, give or take, Carol Walding viewed conquering some certain fears as overrated; avoidance was just as commendable in her eyes.
So as she sat quietly in the large, solemn office, under the scrutinous gaze of the austere Colonel Jackson, she wondered what decisions in her life caused her to end up here.
"It's quite illogical, Carol." Colonel Jackson was a longtime friend of the family, possibly her father's best friend, but as he spoke with her that evening, his voice was leveled and professional; though he still had trouble concealing the underlining concern he held for her. "Your fear that is; it's irrational." He softly tapped the tip of his pen onto the desk and leaned onto his elbows; watching the girl carefully from across the table.
Carol slumped into her chair and sighed; she had been getting this conversation all week and she was growing ever tired of people telling her tha
I Was the First Chapter OneI was the first and maybe the only one to see the giant's boat that day. I stood on the beach like the friendless person I was now and let my mouth hang open when they crested the horizon. It wasn't a crowded beach, it never was because the island I lived on was so remote but I still wished that at least someone was there to confirm that I was the first to seem them approach. I wished someone would have been there with me. There were three of them on the small boat and I felt my toes dig into the white sand as the three unearthly individuals approached the shoreline, their eyes all settling on the tiny female who must have only looked a few inches tall to them. I looked at each of them and then turned my eyes from their 'small raft.'I Was the First Chapter One4 years ago in Settings More Like This
As the boat came closer, I found that I simply could not turn away from the horrific and yet astounding visual impending. I had never seen anything like this in my short sixteen years of lif
Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 1"You mean he's alive?" Arrietty blurted out.Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Spiller shrugged his shoulders in a very blaze' way. He hadn't wanted to tell her this but it would hurt more lying to her. Besides, who was to stop her from finding him? Every summer since she had to leave her home, she "coincidentally" went over to the property. Spending several hours watching the open field as if waiting for him to come back. And now that it seemed that he was actually back, Spiller couldn't believe it himself. Spiller had to admit that he loved seeing her; this happy, but he wasn't so sure if he was happy about her reasons for being so cheerful. Maybe, he should have told her father first.
"That must mean that his surgery went well," Arrietty continued, starting to gather her borrowing things.
"You're going now?" Spiller blurted out helplessly.
Arrietty turned then and smiled, tightening the strap on her borrowing bag.
"Arrietty, he i
FirePalmThis is one of my first GT stories- it's OK- I think it has potential but we'll see. SO- Firepalm- what is that? It's the ability to shoot fire from her palms of course! the only issue is the main character, Esmeral has this ability, but because she is so young, she has not had time to control her power.... Now, Firepalm is a condition passed on from generation to generation, and only a few percent of people are born with it.FirePalm3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Anyway, Esmeral soon finds herself trapped in a world of Giants- a world where humans are extremely rare and are considered prized pets only the wealthy can afford. i don't want to spoil anymore- hope you enjoy it!
"Esmeral! Dear, you left the fire extinguisher in the trunk!"
I jumped and turned around. My tiny five-foot tall grandmother was shuffling towards the house with her little feet with her giant red purse in her jittering hands.
"Oh! Sorry!" I gasped. I rushed over to the car and carefully opened the trunk. I stared sadly at the red cy
Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH10Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH104 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Holy..." Jacklyn breathed, gazing at the sight before her. "And I thought the fountain was impressive."
Presently, she sat in Wyatt's hand, in a room similar to the one the fountain was in. This one, however, was empty except for a crackling orb of light floating at the level of Wyatt's shoulders.
"Just... how many of these things do you have in this place?" she asked, her eyes fixated on the orb.
He chuckled. "A few. It takes a lot of magic to keep clouds solid enough to build a castle on. Not to mention taking care of everything else we need up here. This one was meant as a fail-safe, if we needed to return to the surface for whatever reason. We used it to try to find more beans, but... That didn't happen, as you might've guessed." He noticed her staring up at him, her brow creased in sympathy. "Anyway," he said, clearing his throat. "We'll both need to have our hands on the orb for this to work. I'll activate it, and you focus on your farm."
"You can't just set me
Daddy's Little GirlStarted 1/31/10Daddy's Little Girl4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been 7 years since that incident that everyone had blamed on the government. That incident that bred a new type of human being. And the new human being was being called a name from nothing more than fairy tales a giant.
Cassie was little but embarrassed of her situation in this 'new world.' It was all because over egotistical leaders of countries all around the world wanted some sort of gas to be tested right away. She stared at a photo on her bedside table in the corner of her room, her blue eyes falling to the friendly female smiling face in it. It was a photo of her mother in the hospital after she had Cassie. Her mother was lucky she never had to see this horrid new planet that was bred years later.
She stared down at the journal in her lap, her scribbling writing from when she was but a 10 year old to the beautiful curving letters of a 17 year old. She began this journal when her father started to change, all because of some explosion his lab had h
No Monster Lines"Leo! Hey Leo, wait up! Hey!" I ran, following my big friend after he bolted. I knew that chasing after a 53 ½ foot tall giant on foot wasn't one of my smartest ideas, but right now he needed me. He was upset, and I needed to be there for him.No Monster Lines4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After several minutes of jogging through the trees, I finally found him. He was leaning against the sturdy trunk of a large oak, hugging his knees and staring blankly across the lake we played in so often as kids. I took a moment to catch my breath from all of that running before walking up to him. I placed a hand on his thigh and looked up at his distressed face.
He said nothing.
"Leo, it's going to be ok...you know they didn't mean it like tha-"
"Yes!" He snapped, whipping his head down to look at me with his sad eyes. I winced a little from the volume of his voice. He had issues keeping his rumbling v
I Was the First Chapter 3"Well do something!" the scarier giant shouted to the one behind me. "How else are we going to know if she can talk?!"I Was the First Chapter 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I I can't," the kinder one said in an almost pitying voice. "I can't just grab her. She's not some animal."
"She she is a human! They are practically the same as most rodents!" he shouted, dumbfounded. How could these giants think about humans that way? I was shocked to realize that they probably both believed these horrible ideas. I was the same as them, being only considerably smaller. We both wore clothes, we both could articulate our thoughts and feelings, I should just explain all of this to them but I was so scared at the time! I dared to peak my eyes out from under my arms and saw the one giant's hand palm down in the sand only a few feet away from my body now.
I was so sure that that hand was going to grab me. What would happen to me then?
Take Me Home: BriceTake Me Home: Brice3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Take Me Home: Brice
"Her memory is a prison from which she cannot escape."
Max didn't really have much to do on his first night in his new home. The only thing he had thought to unpack right away was his computer and to set up his internet. It was a relief to not be disconnected from the world. He was looking through his entire usual fair when an advertisement popped up filling the screen for something called "TinEbay."
"Clever," he muttered and began to try and close it. He didn't appreciate jokes like this, no matter how interesting they were and he cursed himself for not getting a stronger ad blocker. The more he clicked, the more faces appeared on the screen some claiming that those on the screen were good at games, had an amazing memory, loved to read and had been pampered. They looked pretty human to him though and he was inwardly disgusted that most of the girls and guys filling the screen were wearing
New Grounds ~ Chapter OneCorinne scanned the forest trail that spread out before her. This was the area her father had used to carry her out to every weekend when she was a little girl. Its luscious trees, constantly blooming wildflowers, and calming stream had been a magical place for her to use her imagination.New Grounds ~ Chapter One3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Of course, that had been several long years ago, and her father was long since gone.
Being just nineteen years old, Corinne was able to take care of herself. She never stayed in one location for long, moving frequently throughout North America.
Now, she had rediscovered the woods next to her first home, and she took it all in with a single breath. Brushing her hand against the rough bark of an old oak tree, she recalled with a smile the time her father had told her that his great grandfather had planted that very same tree.
Shifting her backpack around, she stretched up to the first low-hanging limb she could reach and proceeded to lift herself upward. Eventually, she made it to the top, stopping to t
Short story: ChangesI was excited when I heard that Scott had returned. At first I was worried that he wouldn't remember me .it had been so long ago when we played together as children. I guess I wasn't really worried that he wouldn't remember me we had nearly been best friends, but I was more worried that he wouldn't consider seeing me again. You know how it is, when someone that you are close with moves far away. Sometimes you drift apart and there is that strange awkwardness when you see each other again. The strange awkwardness that feels like this person who you used to know so well is now a stranger before your eyes. Apparently, and happily, Scott didn't feel that way since he called me within the first few days of him being home.Short story: Changes4 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was so strange hearing his voice again, after all this time. He was about ten when he had gone away, and we were both twenty now. Ten long years separated me from the person I used to know. Would he be recognizable to me? Had he completely changed? The only wa
Midnight Surprise (Hug a Giant Day)The crisp night wind made Julianna's curly black hair fly out from under her helmet as she rode her white motorized scooter at top speed on the giant-sized sidewalk. She wore a rose pink halter top with black capris and red tennis shoes. A euphoric grin was spread across her face and she practically bouncing in her seat as she neared her destination.Midnight Surprise (Hug a Giant Day)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is going to be so awesome!
Once Julianna reached the end of the street, she came to a stop at an enormous red-bricked house. She was definitely far from home, being on the giant side of the town. Around here, she only appeared to be around eight or nine inches tall. It was also an unusually late hour for someone to be wandering around, big or small. But she had a job to do, and she was determined to complete it at any cost.
After pulling her scooter up to the garage of the huge house, she swung her leg over the side to dismount it. She pushed the kickstand down to keep the vehicle from falling. Her helmet came off and was repla
Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 2Arrietty sprinted through the grass. Sho was back! After five long years, after worrying that his heart surgery had not ended well, he was alive! How had he changed? A boy could change in five years. Would he remember her? Would he care? She approached the property slowly, she was very close now.Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
And then, after pulling some grass blades aside, Arrietty spotted a very tall human bean. His hair was the same color as Sho's but now it hung over his eyes and around his neck. He was hunched over, but Arrietty couldn't tell for sure. Spiller was right. Sho, if this huge bean was truly Sho, was different. No longer did he look like a boy, he was seventeen after all. Arrietty was suddenly terrified and considered turning around.
"Arrietty?" a loud but low voice whispered out.
Arrietty raised her eyebrows in surprise. It was Sho! An
Don't Stop! GT Short StoryEbony leaned back against the red wood's furry bark, breathing in a long trail of fresh air. Under her arm, sitting contently on her lap, was Melodon- her tiny Martin guitar. It was a light cream colored guitar with a loud sound, and small body. Ebony had received it on her twelfth birthday, and she had been playing ever since.Don't Stop! GT Short Story3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She looked out from her perch, staring curiously at the beautiful landscape... No one came up here. Except animals of course. And sometimes, Ebony would rarely catch a glimpse of a giant moving through the forest in long intimidating strides! Oh how those enormous creatures frightened her... But Ebony had to admit, they were quite impressive. They stood over 90 feet tall! They weren't ugly like the ones in old fairy tale books- they were almost godlike... Perfectly muscular with angelic features and voices as deep as the ocean, yet as soft as a the wind. Some were known to eat children, but Ebony didn't believe in such utter nonsense.
Ebony looked around, jus
Sweet Dreams -VoreThe knock on the door startled the Tyre from his dreamless sleep and he grunted .trying to claw his way to the surface from the drowsy blackness...but a second knock helped to push him the rest of the way and he rolled off the side of the couch, just barely keeping from falling over. He'd fallen asleep watching The Princess Bride .the select menu playing over and over in a continuous loop as he staggered to his feet. He heard a third knock it was frantic .and it helped him to move faster just glimpsing the clock before he reached the door it was almost 3 in the morning ..the sound of rain pattering against the window and in the background of his hazy state he could hear the booming rumble of thunder and an occasional flash of lightening would illuminate the dimly lit apartment.Sweet Dreams -Vore4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His hand fumbled for the handle, sleep making his perception off as he hurriedly opened the door, rubbing a hand over his face to try and clear his blurry visi
An Interview With A GiantIt was perfect. The sun was out, the wind was tame. Ashton lay on his back- the silky grass of the meadow felt soft on his bare skin.An Interview With A Giant3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He finally had a chance to be by himself- the humans didn’t come near this part of the country. So he was safe from any interrupting yells of fright or disgust. He took a deep breath of the fresh air, then shut his eyes sleepily. A short nap was all he wished for…
Five year old Kelly had seen this giant more than once. He was enormous- he seemed bigger than the first time she had seen him! She could see his gargantuan body lying in the emerald green meadow. He appeared to be sleeping…
It was Kelly’s chance! She looked down at her school backpack and took out her pair of binoculars. She peered through them, zooming in onto the giant’s face. His eyelids were shut, and his great mouth was open slightly.
He was definitely asleep.
Kelly was beyond excited . She could approach him easily now… She clapped her hands
Nymph- Chapter 1Nymph- Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The weasel was closing in. He could smell his victory over his prey soon approaching. She was tiring, and he was still strong.
Phaedra hadn't run so hard in her life. She had no idea where she was running, which was the most terrifying thing about it. Would she ever reach the end of this sea of tall grass? She was glad, at least, that the grass wasn't so thick that she couldn't run full out.
Phaedra's legs were burning, her heart screaming in her chest. She could hear the monster behind her, writhing through the grass like a shadow. All it would take was for Phaedra to make one mistake, one false step, and she would be dead. The grass and sticks and dirt flew away behind her. Jump over a stone, duck under a weed, twist around a grass stalk, dodge a piece of wood. Her vision was beginning to speckle with dark spots, her head beginning to throb. She tried to not notice, instead focusing on the world whooshing past, blurring into indiscernible shapes and colors.