WE WANT YOUR 100 WORD STORIES.
Smaller stories like this are a cool way to flex your creative skills because you could create cool stories in 5 minutes. We'd love to read some of yours and when we gather a couple hundred we'll publish a book containing them. some examples include:
The longer I hung from this cliff, the more I thought about my life. I always wanted to surprise my girlfriend but I couldn't afford a diamond. I know she doesn't care about the worth of the ring she just wants to be married to me. My arms were sore and I couldn't hold on any longer I had to let go. While falling, I realized everything I would do differently if I survived. I didn't die, instead I awoke in my bed. I changed a lot of things in my life that morning starting with my girlfriends last name.
Once upon a time really close by a toad was sad... A cat was standing nearby and happened to pass that toad.....He asked the toad why are you sad? The very sad toad replied...we'll today when I woke up my wife's mama toad wasn't here, she's always here he said...The cat then said don't be sad I'm sure she just woke up a little early today?... The curious toad then went off to look for his wife things suddenly got strange... As he walked further he started hearing a voice calling honeyyyyyyy that's when he woke up.
Every day she woke up feeling the same. Broken, unhappy and alone. In a sea of people, "friends" or family. Nothing. Nothing made her feel. Today she walked in the opposite direction of where she usually goes. Down past the shops and cafés. Feeling lighter today. Happier, as she watches kids play at the park. The sunshine's bright, not bothering her. She spent hours in this bliss, excited to share it. Walking up to the house she feels a weird sensation in her chest, but it passes, and she goes to freshen up. In the tub lies her lifeless body.
In this envelope are answers, to questions I've asked myself forever. Who were my parents? I never got to meet them. I approached a private eye and he said if I paid his fee (which took all of my savings) I'd get to see an envelope with my parent's picture in it. He gave it to me three days later and for four days now I've just looked at it. After a week I finally ripped it open and I saw a picture of an envelope and a piece of paper that only had “your parent's picture” written on it.
She had everything she thought. She was beautiful and rich. That’s it. Isn’t that all you need to be in this world today? She could count how many friends she had on both her hands so, she was lucky.
One day on her way home from school she came across an elderly woman sitting in the middle of a forest reading a bible. Alone. “Strange, she thought. Who reads bibles anymore?” But, this woman had a glow about her that she'd never seen, a glow that she lacked.
Turns out she didn’t have everything she thought, she didn’t have love.
My best friend Raymond felt it too.
We were both in the basement of an old abandoned factory downtown. The only light we had was a flashlight and a single light bulb we turned on with a pull string. The room went on for 100 feet easily and it was smelly and dingy. We knew we shouldn't have been there, but Raymond and I always had a sense of adventure far beyond our peers.
"Hey! Look Davies, a switch for a generator!" Raymond exclaimed.
Our luck was finally beginning to turn around, generator lights may have actually given us a chance to survive this nightmare. But, when Raymond touched the ON switch for the generator, a voice yelled: "GET OUT!" and the light bulb exploded
He's been following me since I left the bank, what does he want? Probably to rob or kidnap me. Either way, I didn't want to find out. Can't a woman go out alone without some young hooligan bothering her? I knew when I first saw his baggy pants that he was up to no good. I turned into an alleyway but it was a dead end. I saw him turn in also I ducked down, covered my head, and told him to leave. He told me that I dropped my wallet back there and I felt really embarrassed with myself.
Once upon a time, there lived a girl who lived in her mind. Very rarely did she ever visit outside places, they brought her discomfort. She looked around at the world and thought, "why do I need to be here." Each day something would happen and it'd open the crack of her home a little bit by little bit each day. As she pushed herself out of the boundaries of her mind, she discovered new things and new things brought upon new emotions. One day she came all the way out, leaving all that she clung to. She became the most beautiful butterfly with the prettiest wings. She was finally free to fly. That was what she was meant to do all along.
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