Two Days Late (Hug a Giant Day) I glanced at the calendar, seeing when my next appointment was for my physical therapy, when I noticed the hastily scrawled words in red pen on July 21st that said 'Hug a Giant Day! Don't forget!'.Two Days Late (Hug a Giant Day)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I gasped, even with the reminder; I had forgotten and realized I was going to have to make it up to the Mersh for forgetting to do such a thing.
I quickly laid my laptop on my small bed and grabbed a flashlight off my dresser. Running down the staircase I nearly slipped on a small puddle of water at the base of the stairs. Obviously, someone had forgotten to clean it up after swimming.
I froze and groaned, realizing the one who had forgotten to clean it up was me. Knowing my mom would kill me if I left it there, I ran back up the staircase, grabbed a dirty towel from the laundry, and then I raced back down and wiped up the puddle. Take two steps at a time, I went back up the stairs and deposited the wet towel into
Pain, Misery and Forgiveness Through pain and misery shall thee lie upon,Pain, Misery and Forgiveness3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Through darkness and death shall thee feel,
Through love and hope shall thee crush,
Through punishment and rage shall thee feed upon.
Darkness, darkness, it is draining me, she muttered, licking the cold and dripping wet stone walls. Sucking down every drip of water she could, not caring if the walls tasted of things unmentionable. Her thirst was so great that she did not care how low she had fallen.
She sat up and glanced out of the barred window of her tiny cell. Rubbing the black and dull green mold that had grown slowly on her face, she watched a field mouse hop towards her window.
Come mousey, mousey… Come and be the supper I have desired for so many days. She dreamily hummed and stood, her dark green, leafy legs shaking from the effort. She stretched a similar colored arm and hand through the small opening in the bars and hummed
The Mute Fishling- Part One She lay on the sand, feeling the dark water drag over her long fish tail, taunting her, telling her to come back to the sea where it was safe.The Mute Fishling- Part One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She struggled, the net bound too tightly around her tail and upper body, the water was falling away, leaving her to dry out.
One of the worst things that could ever happen to a mermaid was drying out.
She squirmed, wishing her voice was there to let her cry out to Mother Ocean that had kept her safe as long as she took care of her.
But Mother Ocean could not hear her, for her voice wasn't there at birth. It left her as a fishling.
She thumped her tail against the ground, looking for a hard shell or stone to cut her free from this human net, but there was no sharp shell or stone to be found.
She squirmed, trying to wriggle out of the ever suffocating hard ropes that bound her, movement only made t
98. What A Blizzard Can Do She trudged through the snow and wind, her body barely moving fast enough to find shelter before the true storm hit. It was just her luck to be caught in this blizzard… She found an opening in the rock wall beside her, slipping inside as quickly as she could.98. What A Blizzard Can Do2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The snow began to fall harder outside, leaving the girl to wander in the chilled cave. It was too dark to see, so she skirted the wall, feeling around with her icy, aching fingers. It was nothing short of a miracle that she’d survived this long in such dangerous weather…
Her hand touched something warm and she pulled away, the sheer temperature difference making her skin feel like it was burning. But, touching it again, she in pulled close to it. Whatever it was, it might be her only hope…
Weighing the possibilities in her mind, she took her chances and huddled up to the source. Whatever it was, it hadn’t
Kiss, KissEvie lived in a enviable magnolia tree in a fine-living side of Sacramento. It was one of eight pristine trees planted along the exterior of a new apartment building. The new tenants filled every vacancy within a week of its opening- which baffled her to no end. The fairy just couldn't see the appeal of living in a big concrete box. How could human beings stand it, living so detached from the lush, soothing embrace of Mother Nature?Kiss, Kiss2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The day she first saw him was dreadfully gloomy. She was forced to take shelter on a third-story window sill while she waited for the rain to cease.
A male voice accompanied the opening of a door somewhere within the apartment. The disciplined little fairy shot up immediately and dashed to the corner. Always gotta be careful…. Getting spotted was such a dreadful hassle.
Then she saw him: he had a face that looked like it belonged on one of those big signs she saw sticking out by the road. He was tall (obviously), well-built in a natu
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
Someday Will Never Come: Part 1THUNK!...Someday Will Never Come: Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sound repeated itself over and over. It was deep. Booming. And it kinda had a grinding quality to it. Almost as if there was a large construction rake digging at the ground.
Whatever the noise was, it was starting to get really annoying.
'Holy crap. Who the hell is starting a construction job on a Sunday morning?' Aubrey thought groggily. Still half asleep, she clung to the welcoming, black numbness of her early morning nap as hard as she could. But she was slowly pushed into consciousness as the noise continued to pound away in the background.
Irritated at being woken up she rolled over onto her other side, trying to put her back to the sound and fall back into a blissful doze. She stretched lazily and let her muscles relax back into the cushioned frame of the large wooden lawn chai
Midnight ComfortThe moon was still high in the dark starry sky, and most of the creatures were fast asleep, safe within their homes. The nocturnal ones were out and about, searching for their unfortunate victims to become a midnight snack. One creature in particular, Axel, who was perhaps the most feared creature in the area, was crepuscular, meaning he was most active during dawn and dusk. This also meant that normally he would be asleep at this time.Midnight Comfort2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tonight however, was different. Ever since meeting Jill, a human he had found whilst hunting many months ago, he had found himself to be very protective over her. Lately, she was not doing so well. She had been having serious nightmare issues. Most of them involved his death. Jill had a very strong fear of losing him due to her secondary fear of being alone. These fears were the cause of most of her nightmares following a small fire that almost turned into a very bad situation.
As the one who took her in and gave her a home with him, he felt it was his
432 days Short StoryPart 1432 days Short Story4 years ago in Settings More Like This
I crossed off another day on the calendar. Day four hundred and thirty two now was diagonally cut in two by the harsh, red mark of my pen. I don't even know why I bothered to keep track of the days anymore. I guess it was just another thing to do to keep myself occupied, although the result was hardly beneficial to my goals. Keeping track of the time my parents had been gone and the number of days that held my lonely existence was hardly the plan I had in mind. Still, I felt an odd urge to keep watch, to know that I was still attached to this earth somehow or else I might mistake that I was now dreaming, or dead as well. At very least my parents had made it until I was 22 yrs old and capable of taking care of myself. It made me happy, although somewhat bitterly, that it was the one, tiny piece of solace they could find at the time of their deaths. My memories began to trail down painful roads, and I immediately shut off all thought. No, I would not go there. Not again.
So, I now
Wander || Chapter 1"God…" Jude sucked in air sharply.Wander || Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He ran a hand through his short golden brown hair and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the pain. His arm was killing him. He had mentally bashed himself for three days now- for reaching for the wrong rock in climbing the mountain face. The jagged rock left a nasty gash in his arm. He had bandaged it up to the best of his abilities, but his job involved camping out in the deep of woods many a night, and the lack of proper sanitation was taking its toll. When the sun began to sink in the sky, he removed his camouflage and started a small fire. Leaning back against a sequoia, Jude unraveled the dirty strip of bandage and groaned.
"Oh that is definitely infected..."
In his experience, the quickest route from place to place was a straight path. He made his own way across the varied terrain instead of trying to shuffle along the marked routes. It was more efficient, and stress-saving to avoid that mess of people. He had settled down in an isolated c
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
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 Lines3 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
Her Last BreathStarted 6/28/12Her Last Breath3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Calder had never seen such a creature before. A human. A creature that lived just out of reach on the shore. His eyes followed her below the water as she sat on some sort of floating device. It looked like it was too thin to hold a person, but she easily sat herself on top of it. One thing he had seen time after time with these humans the past few days was they brought things he had never seen. He blinked, lowering himself down onto his boulder in wonder. In his search for something new and interesting he'd found a world he'd never seen the one above the water. He remembered hearing about a rumor of these creatures deep in the oceans, but this was the first time he found them. He glanced down to his beautifully blue scaled tail with slight displeasure. It easily distanced him even more from the humans.
He'd seen plenty of humans during the day, while he sat in the depths, simply watching those with the floating boards zoom over his head. He would have liked to thin
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
ShelterI always love a nice snowy day. I love to just sit outside and watch the snow fall, pretending that none of my problems exist. I sometimes sit outside all day, not caring that I’m risking a cold. That doesn’t matter to me. What does matter to me is the fact that I’m outside, simply enjoying one of ‘nature’s miracles’ as I call it.Shelter2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stepped outside, bundled up in clothing lighter than my normal snow day attire. It was warmer outside than usual, so I didn’t have to wear so much. I only wore one shirt, a warm pair of pants, a thick jacket, and snowshoes today, whereas a normal snow day sometimes involved more layers than that. I took a deep breath, smiling widely as the cool air filled my lungs, chilling me slightly. Stepping onto the sidewalk, I began my journey.
It started off as smooth as any other day with a calming twenty minute walk from my neighborhood into my favorite place to watch the snowfall. I was in a particularly good mood today, n
Worth Living GT“Don’t eat that!”Worth Living GT3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The tiny voice was like a random spark in Zane’s sensitive ears. He blinked rapidly and looked around his step dad’s small apartment kitchen.
The lights were dim- nothing on the granite counter except for the morning newspaper and some old mail.
Zane bit his lip- he could feel the newborn facial hairs prickle his saliva-coated tongue.
He lowered his clenched fist to his side, and stuffed the two deathly pills in his sweatshirt pocket.
“Whose there?” he snarled.
There was absolute silence.
Zane shook his head angrily- “It’s just in your head,” he told himself angrily. He looked suspiciously towards the back door, expecting to see someone dart away from the window.
No one was there.
With a heavy sigh, Zane decided to go upstairs… It would be more secretive this way- not as dramatic… Not that he cared or anything.
As he moved towards the stairs to his room- something scurried past his foot- but it
Don't Be Afraid... (Chapter 1 - Fear In Her Eyes)(G/t. Don't like, don't read. Thank you!)Don't Be Afraid... (Chapter 1 - Fear In Her Eyes)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Trust had come far easier to Elena than she and Tirion expected. Elena herself thought that due to instinct she would have run as far away from Tirion as fast as possible during their first encounter, but not only did she stay put, but she actually mustered up enough courage to reveal herself to him. She actually found that she believed him when he said that he would not hurt her. Now here she was, hiding behind a vase on a table, her eyes wide with fear as the being who had taken her in knelt in front of the table, asking herself why. She had heard the stories of giants, and while some were light-hearted, others were not so much. She was currently taking into consideration all of the possibilities as she peeked out from behind the ‘barrier’, her heart beating rapidly and little beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She was looking directly into his eyes. His eyes… a little voice said again in her head. They held
First EncountersAbraham huffed as he bathed in the lake, grateful that he lived far away enough from the village so he avoided the humans but still close enough to the water so he could bathe in peace. Of course, he could only do it at night since if a human caught him, they would try to kill him.First Encounters3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Giants were not as magical and mythical as humans make them out. They were not as tall as skyscrapers or anything and they were not seeking out humans as meals. They weren't hideous troll creatures either that didn't wear proper clothing and covering either. Not all of them live and wandered all. Those fairytales and folktales completely twisted the truth. People hunted after them as though they were beasts of burden and told stories to their children in order to scare them from wandering off by themselves at night since "the giants would find them and eat them."
In truth, giants, to put it into the simplest of terms, looked exactly like humans, just obviously bigger. They weren't so big that they towered ov
PlaymatesStarted 4/12/12Playmates3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Basil growled as a heavy-set guard shoved him, almost sending him flat on his face if it weren't for his quick feet. He glanced around the building they were entering with a frown forming on his face. The king's palace. It was known to be a dangerous place, and Basil had taken it on with every crime he had gotten away with. The kingdom was lively, wealthy, and had a large amount of land. However, this was not Basil's land nor his kingdom.
This land was filled with people that sprouted tails and cat ears, something Basil never understood. Claws grew from their hands and fangs in their mouths, but otherwise the cats and the humans were very similar. This was the land of cats, where their king was said to be nearly as big as the land they started out with. Of course that was an exaggeration, he had seen the parades from the slums, and the king standing on his balcony. They said that the male royals that were born on leap years would be blessed with the 'power' their god ha
[Start] [Start][Start]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm an experiment.
I am created for war, so I am a killer.
I am a fourteen year old girl with the ability to see in the dark like a lion does, to sense heat like a snake does, to track down a scent like a bloodhound and the ability to be able to hear things from miles away like an owl.
I am a freak; I have sharp, white bone blades that stick out of my spine and the back of my arms. I have a tail unlike any other, it is just bone, as if one had taken a prehensile tail and stripped it of its flesh, muscles and nerves.
I am the experiment, the ultimate, the powerful.
But I am not good enough.
I have heard what the white coats, the scientists, say to those that fund their wretched experimentations; they say that I am a danger.
Those powerful men who fund this like
An Unusual TravelerThe human must have been either exhausted, a naturally heavy sleeper, or both. She had hardly even stirred while being tied upside-down by her legs from the cave ceiling. Thick spider threads coiled around her ankles, the only thing keeping her from a deadly plummet to the unforgiving ground. Yet, she continued to snore softly, limp arms dangling downward.An Unusual Traveler2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The giant dridder circled the intruder, glaring at every inch of the impudent little human, who was only about as tall as his hand. If he was not so irritated, he would find the situation amusing. He had found her near the entrance of his cave, sleeping on the ground and using her backpack as pillow. Unaware that she had decided to nap in the lair of a monster.
It had crossed his mind to just leave her outside in the light rain, but he did not want to waste an opportunity to scare away a human. His desire was not out of malice; scaring away humans that wandered too near him was the best method of keeping them away from his cave, and
Cole and Ava ch 1Ch 1 Meetings and capturesCole and Ava ch 15 years ago in Settings More Like This
Ava had no idea how this situation could even be happening. She lay crouching under a dense covering of brush, shaking in complete terror. She was frozen to this spot, just as rooted as the bushes that surrounded her. This day had started out with a completely normal hike in the woods, although getting lost, and now the earth was shaking around her. He at least she assumed it was a he was getting very close.
"Little one, where are you? You know I saw you. You should come out, I don't want to accidently step on you."
The words rattled through the overhead branches, created by the huge whisper. Ava shivered again in fear. Giants were not supposed to exist. This had to be some bizarre dream. However, even if it were a dream, Ava was still concerned about the current situation as if it were really happening. The giant continued to search for her, creating the same earthq