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Dec 04, 2011 08:17AM
welcome all you writers, you love to write/type great stories then this is the place for you! Enjoy your writing fun.... oh and you guys have to keep your writing at a pg-13 level or lower (mild swearing is allowed, not major though)
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i suck at creative writing most of the time so i won't even have a go.
but i DON'T love creative writing. i love to read others' creative writing! :)
god u guys are so funny in more than 1 way
Well thnx :) I appreciate being appreciated
yeah kno what ya mean(same here)
Days go by before I realize that I need to get a life. One that does not equal sadness or death, so being a doctor or a vet is out. Walking over to the counter I pick up the newspaper. Flipping through the pages I say to myself "gotta be a good job in here somewhere"..."please" ahhhhhhhh there we go a good job. The Zoo needs a new staff member to clean animals caging. Not too bad, I quess. Grabbing my keys I run out the door in a flush.
"Hey Aubry, in a hurry?" asked my neighbor
"ummm yes, getting a job today" I say back while getting in my car-hopefully-I make sure she can't hear that last part.
"Good for you" she yells back as I drive out of my driveway. Its fall so there are many colorful leaves blowing around. Beautiful, I think, because it is, truly. Reds, Oranges, Yellows, are all you can see.
On the highway, I notice there are hardly any cars driving today."Huh, thats weird, the highway is always filled with cars" I say to no one in particular. Seeing there are no police officers or hardly any cars around I pic up my speed. What a terrible idea because the next thing I know I crash into another car that seemed to appear out of nowhere. My head smashes into the window, cracking it. Glass shatters everywhere, but you see thats not the worst of it. Another giant truck smashes into the back of my tiny car. I go flying through the window and land over five feet away from my car. "arrrrrr" I let out and I black out. (to be continued....)
"Hey Aubry, in a hurry?" asked my neighbor
"ummm yes, getting a job today" I say back while getting in my car-hopefully-I make sure she can't hear that last part.
"Good for you" she yells back as I drive out of my driveway. Its fall so there are many colorful leaves blowing around. Beautiful, I think, because it is, truly. Reds, Oranges, Yellows, are all you can see.
On the highway, I notice there are hardly any cars driving today."Huh, thats weird, the highway is always filled with cars" I say to no one in particular. Seeing there are no police officers or hardly any cars around I pic up my speed. What a terrible idea because the next thing I know I crash into another car that seemed to appear out of nowhere. My head smashes into the window, cracking it. Glass shatters everywhere, but you see thats not the worst of it. Another giant truck smashes into the back of my tiny car. I go flying through the window and land over five feet away from my car. "arrrrrr" I let out and I black out. (to be continued....)
(continued....)
I wake up drowsy and unclear of exactly where I am. Gaining enough strength I open my eyes to see a grey concrete ceiling. I can't be in a hospital, a hospital does not have a grey concrete ceiling. Whispers were eminating from all around me saying peculiar stuff like "she needs to be seen by a 'real' doctor, not some make-shift one" and "well I think she can see" and "what...ohhh her eyes are open" "duh.... you imbosile how did I ever give you a job here?"
Groaning, I rubbed my head. "Whats going on?" I asked still a little fazed.
"Hello, I am Tom and you my dear are the angels daughter" he replied
"What?No I am not. What proof do you have. Also, Angels do not exist" I all but yelled at him, feeling all the more frustrated by the minute.
"ahhh, never mind, but you are ours now, thats all you have to know.....for now" he angerly threw back at me.
He then turned on his heel and left with nothing more to say. He left me with a semi-not-semi-is-doctor. He scares me, because I don't think he knows what hes doing. Looking at him more carefully I see a patch over his left eye and a long scar going straight through his left eye. He wore a long scientist-like lab coat and he had white rubber gloves on. His hair was a sandy-brown almost matching the shade of his skin, which was a little tan but not quite so.
"Hey darlin', you had a bit of a terrible accident back there" he said obviously trying to remove the tension a bit "but don't you worry one bit, I'll have you fixed up in no time"
This man seems generally nice, but yet seems to have a qoute on qoute stupid side to him, like hes one of the three stouges. Ahhhhh I used to watch that show when I was a kid with my dad every morning, and we would laugh like there was no tomorrow. I wonder if I will be able to see them again or am I being kid-napped, oh gosh I hope not, but it sure did sound like it.
"Are you gonna hurt me?" I asked hoping for a 'no' answer
"Now why would I do that? Ov'course I am not going to hurt you, that would be mean" he replied
I atomatically like him, hes nice not like that 'Tom' guy. Blacking out again I close my eyes with a little more hope than before.
When I finally wake again I see I have been moved. In this room it feels like home. My bed, where I am layin, is placed in the middle of the room against a wall, with a canopy above the bed. Right across from my bed there is a fireplace that is heating the room with a comfortable heat. To the left of the bed there is a night-stand with no more than dust laying on it. Getting up from my uber comfortable bed I dig my toes in the plush carpet thats covering the whole floor. My room is huge, near the door is a dresser that looks like it is fit for a queen. Awesome! This room rocks, wait I really should be thinking about how to get out of here.(To be continued....)
I wake up drowsy and unclear of exactly where I am. Gaining enough strength I open my eyes to see a grey concrete ceiling. I can't be in a hospital, a hospital does not have a grey concrete ceiling. Whispers were eminating from all around me saying peculiar stuff like "she needs to be seen by a 'real' doctor, not some make-shift one" and "well I think she can see" and "what...ohhh her eyes are open" "duh.... you imbosile how did I ever give you a job here?"
Groaning, I rubbed my head. "Whats going on?" I asked still a little fazed.
"Hello, I am Tom and you my dear are the angels daughter" he replied
"What?No I am not. What proof do you have. Also, Angels do not exist" I all but yelled at him, feeling all the more frustrated by the minute.
"ahhh, never mind, but you are ours now, thats all you have to know.....for now" he angerly threw back at me.
He then turned on his heel and left with nothing more to say. He left me with a semi-not-semi-is-doctor. He scares me, because I don't think he knows what hes doing. Looking at him more carefully I see a patch over his left eye and a long scar going straight through his left eye. He wore a long scientist-like lab coat and he had white rubber gloves on. His hair was a sandy-brown almost matching the shade of his skin, which was a little tan but not quite so.
"Hey darlin', you had a bit of a terrible accident back there" he said obviously trying to remove the tension a bit "but don't you worry one bit, I'll have you fixed up in no time"
This man seems generally nice, but yet seems to have a qoute on qoute stupid side to him, like hes one of the three stouges. Ahhhhh I used to watch that show when I was a kid with my dad every morning, and we would laugh like there was no tomorrow. I wonder if I will be able to see them again or am I being kid-napped, oh gosh I hope not, but it sure did sound like it.
"Are you gonna hurt me?" I asked hoping for a 'no' answer
"Now why would I do that? Ov'course I am not going to hurt you, that would be mean" he replied
I atomatically like him, hes nice not like that 'Tom' guy. Blacking out again I close my eyes with a little more hope than before.
When I finally wake again I see I have been moved. In this room it feels like home. My bed, where I am layin, is placed in the middle of the room against a wall, with a canopy above the bed. Right across from my bed there is a fireplace that is heating the room with a comfortable heat. To the left of the bed there is a night-stand with no more than dust laying on it. Getting up from my uber comfortable bed I dig my toes in the plush carpet thats covering the whole floor. My room is huge, near the door is a dresser that looks like it is fit for a queen. Awesome! This room rocks, wait I really should be thinking about how to get out of here.(To be continued....)
Hey all! I'm hosting a writing contest! $50.00 Amazon gift card for the winner. Details: Short story no longer than 1000 words. Must be in the fantasy genre (I'll be liberal on this). One entry per person. Deadline is December 10th 2011. Winner will be announced on December 31'st 2011. Spelling and grammar will be taken into consideration. Email entries to WhatIsTheNever@gmail.com Must be PDF format. Top ten will be posted on my wall in order of ranking starting with first place on 1/1/2012 (as long as the world doesn't end). Make sure your name and email address are on the document somewhere! FREE TO SUBMIT! Sorry for the late notice -I'm somewhat new to goodreads.
Josh wrote: "Hey all! I'm hosting a writing contest! $50.00 Amazon gift card for the winner. Details: Short story no longer than 1000 words. Must be in the fantasy genre (I'll be liberal on this). One entry per..."
aw its okay. Sure thanks
aw its okay. Sure thanks
(continued....)
Getting off my behind I run for the door. Twisting the knob and opening the door just a crack, I peek out. Noticing guards in medieval suits, just down the hall. Damn, I may never get out now. Shutting the door again, I tip-toe to the window on the other side of the room. Pushing the window up, I notice that my room is up, about six floors up. Now I am pissed, this is, like, totally not fair.
"You up? Well, you at least look alive enough" a voice said from somewhere from behind me.
Turning around I see that the man speaking to me, is someone I have not seen yet. "Who are you?"
"Why I am the one and only..." he took a step forward and made a dramatic bow, getting back up "...Darious. Darious baner... at your service"
Looking at him more closely I notice he is an African-American. He had a black-haired beard just starting to grow. With curly black hair on the top of his head. He looked quite handsome, to say the truth. He looked to be about six feet tall and looked he had a six pack as well. He seemed to be in his twenties, his shoulers were broad, must've been liftin' weights huh. Wow this guy looks super strong.
"I want out, so like let me out, and I wont press charges for kidnapping" I tried reason.
"Hahaha, no can do" he answered "I am under direct orders to watch you"
"What do you want? Are you going to hurt me? Kill me? Where am I? Can I call home? Whose giving you orders? Whose in char...." I through at him.
"Wait, wait, wait, one at a time. Anyways, I think you will get all your answers in just a few. So be patient, please" Darious was seemingly nice, but you know, you can't befriend your kidnapper, because thats just wrong. He's probably just acting. "Come with me"
He grabbed my arm and pulled me along the halls to a pair of giant doors. These guys must be rich kidnappers. He let me go and pushed the heavy-looking doors open. The room was huge. A very-long red-velvet rug starts at the door to straight across the room. Marble columns run the length of the room and the walls were hand-painted scenes of Angels fighting Demons and Devils. A little too gory scenes I might add, and I look away. Looking straight ahead I see twelve people up against the wall and three people standing in front of them. They were dressed in fancy robes, crowns, togas, chinese dreses, spanish dreses, warrior chains and metals. It looked like I went back in time, and in through different cultures.
Finaly up in front of them, Darious kneeled. He kneeled, I'm not gonna kneel, forget it.
"My kings and Queens I have brought her" Darious announced.
"We see, we are not blind Darithio Bander, now go, get out of my sight" the elder said.
Darious turned his head to me blushed and smiled and shook his head. He turned on his heel and was gone through the door in a few strides to the door. Probably because he has long legs. Keeping my head down I said "I have questions and I expect you to answer them"
"As the young kids these days say, 'hit me'" the elder said
"Where am I? Who are you? Why are you Kings and Queens? Are you gooing to hurt me? Kill me? Can I call home? What do you want? Whats going on? Thats just for starters" I threw at the group of oddly dressed people.
"You are in Riblon, a sacred praying place for the Gods. To answer your first question" the lady next to the elder said.
"No you can not call home, we are Gods, no we are not going to hurt you, the rest you will find out later" said the man on the other side of the elder.
Getting off my behind I run for the door. Twisting the knob and opening the door just a crack, I peek out. Noticing guards in medieval suits, just down the hall. Damn, I may never get out now. Shutting the door again, I tip-toe to the window on the other side of the room. Pushing the window up, I notice that my room is up, about six floors up. Now I am pissed, this is, like, totally not fair.
"You up? Well, you at least look alive enough" a voice said from somewhere from behind me.
Turning around I see that the man speaking to me, is someone I have not seen yet. "Who are you?"
"Why I am the one and only..." he took a step forward and made a dramatic bow, getting back up "...Darious. Darious baner... at your service"
Looking at him more closely I notice he is an African-American. He had a black-haired beard just starting to grow. With curly black hair on the top of his head. He looked quite handsome, to say the truth. He looked to be about six feet tall and looked he had a six pack as well. He seemed to be in his twenties, his shoulers were broad, must've been liftin' weights huh. Wow this guy looks super strong.
"I want out, so like let me out, and I wont press charges for kidnapping" I tried reason.
"Hahaha, no can do" he answered "I am under direct orders to watch you"
"What do you want? Are you going to hurt me? Kill me? Where am I? Can I call home? Whose giving you orders? Whose in char...." I through at him.
"Wait, wait, wait, one at a time. Anyways, I think you will get all your answers in just a few. So be patient, please" Darious was seemingly nice, but you know, you can't befriend your kidnapper, because thats just wrong. He's probably just acting. "Come with me"
He grabbed my arm and pulled me along the halls to a pair of giant doors. These guys must be rich kidnappers. He let me go and pushed the heavy-looking doors open. The room was huge. A very-long red-velvet rug starts at the door to straight across the room. Marble columns run the length of the room and the walls were hand-painted scenes of Angels fighting Demons and Devils. A little too gory scenes I might add, and I look away. Looking straight ahead I see twelve people up against the wall and three people standing in front of them. They were dressed in fancy robes, crowns, togas, chinese dreses, spanish dreses, warrior chains and metals. It looked like I went back in time, and in through different cultures.
Finaly up in front of them, Darious kneeled. He kneeled, I'm not gonna kneel, forget it.
"My kings and Queens I have brought her" Darious announced.
"We see, we are not blind Darithio Bander, now go, get out of my sight" the elder said.
Darious turned his head to me blushed and smiled and shook his head. He turned on his heel and was gone through the door in a few strides to the door. Probably because he has long legs. Keeping my head down I said "I have questions and I expect you to answer them"
"As the young kids these days say, 'hit me'" the elder said
"Where am I? Who are you? Why are you Kings and Queens? Are you gooing to hurt me? Kill me? Can I call home? What do you want? Whats going on? Thats just for starters" I threw at the group of oddly dressed people.
"You are in Riblon, a sacred praying place for the Gods. To answer your first question" the lady next to the elder said.
"No you can not call home, we are Gods, no we are not going to hurt you, the rest you will find out later" said the man on the other side of the elder.
(continued....)
The three people in front of the twelve in the back, walk right past me and push past the doors, in a hurry. Turning back to face the the other people in the room. The twelve looked like each one had come from a different era and cultures. Unlike the three people that left, these looked younger and not as powerful. There were seven men and five girls, they all ranged in height, age, hair color, eye color, and outfits. Some wore crowns and expensive jewerly, while others wore more commoner-like set-ups.
A girl stepped forward. She had long brown hair and brown eye's. She looked to be about five feet seven inches and she was dressed in a Native-American get-up. She looked nature based, like she was mother nature herself. "Hello, I am Natureza... its Portuguese for nature.... Whats your name?"
"My..My name is Aubry Maschile. Who are you all?" I answered, puzzuled and confused.
"Another, Maschile" said a girl who was next to the more handsome boys, she said that statement in disgust.
"Leave off Ferro, thats enough. She didn't do anything" said one of the boys next to the mean girl.
"Yet" she whispered, but did not say it quiet enough, probably on purpose.
The next few seconds were filled with an uncomfortable silence. Everyone had there heads down or were staring straight at me. "Another Maschile? What? Yoou mean there was another pperson from my family that was here before?" now I am completely confused. I am not getting the most important answers that I want. Yet. I will though.... Hopefully.
"Yeah, her name was Gina Maschille" a sweet girl said, and I completely froze. Gina.... That can not be true... Shes dead... Six years ago. "What?"
"Gina? That can't be true. Gina died six years ago. She was my........" I was broke off by another voice, a familiar voice.
"Really Aubry, hahaha, I am not dead, yet" the voice behind me said.
Turning around me I see Gina standing there, all confident looking. She looks different. Her hair is dragging on the floor, and it is black as midnight, as usual. She's about six feet tall, she always was tall, taller than all the other girls in her school. She is wearing a black gown and black high-heels. She looks beautiful. I threw myself in her arms with tears streaming down my cheeks and hitting the floor.
"I can't believe its you. I thought you were deade! I saw your body! I saw you being barried!" I screamed, so scared inside and sad, very sad, and relieved.
"It was a fake body, I am sorry" she cried into me as well "I am so gad I can see you again"
The three people in front of the twelve in the back, walk right past me and push past the doors, in a hurry. Turning back to face the the other people in the room. The twelve looked like each one had come from a different era and cultures. Unlike the three people that left, these looked younger and not as powerful. There were seven men and five girls, they all ranged in height, age, hair color, eye color, and outfits. Some wore crowns and expensive jewerly, while others wore more commoner-like set-ups.
A girl stepped forward. She had long brown hair and brown eye's. She looked to be about five feet seven inches and she was dressed in a Native-American get-up. She looked nature based, like she was mother nature herself. "Hello, I am Natureza... its Portuguese for nature.... Whats your name?"
"My..My name is Aubry Maschile. Who are you all?" I answered, puzzuled and confused.
"Another, Maschile" said a girl who was next to the more handsome boys, she said that statement in disgust.
"Leave off Ferro, thats enough. She didn't do anything" said one of the boys next to the mean girl.
"Yet" she whispered, but did not say it quiet enough, probably on purpose.
The next few seconds were filled with an uncomfortable silence. Everyone had there heads down or were staring straight at me. "Another Maschile? What? Yoou mean there was another pperson from my family that was here before?" now I am completely confused. I am not getting the most important answers that I want. Yet. I will though.... Hopefully.
"Yeah, her name was Gina Maschille" a sweet girl said, and I completely froze. Gina.... That can not be true... Shes dead... Six years ago. "What?"
"Gina? That can't be true. Gina died six years ago. She was my........" I was broke off by another voice, a familiar voice.
"Really Aubry, hahaha, I am not dead, yet" the voice behind me said.
Turning around me I see Gina standing there, all confident looking. She looks different. Her hair is dragging on the floor, and it is black as midnight, as usual. She's about six feet tall, she always was tall, taller than all the other girls in her school. She is wearing a black gown and black high-heels. She looks beautiful. I threw myself in her arms with tears streaming down my cheeks and hitting the floor.
"I can't believe its you. I thought you were deade! I saw your body! I saw you being barried!" I screamed, so scared inside and sad, very sad, and relieved.
"It was a fake body, I am sorry" she cried into me as well "I am so gad I can see you again"
