The rain splashed against the bottoms of his shoes as he ran through the midnight shower. The zombie ninjas were hot on his trail and he was running out of options, when suddenly
What do you think those of us in Silicon Valley are thinking when we read the following headline:
In the morning,my elder brother came to woke me up from my bed .when,he entered my room,he saw me snoring loudly,so he bought a packet of pepper and he blowed it in to my nostrils
My story's character is sitting on the top deck of a bus going through Knightsbridge. I'd like to tell you more but my character is refusing all contact with me, won't return calls
On a cold January day it started to snow, and school was cancelled. Jeff and his friends took the opportunity to go down to the local park to go sledding.
The sound of kids laughing and playing in the park pisses me off with envy. The only reminders I have of my childhood are stretch marks, herpes and chronic
"So, there we were, two miles behind enemy lines, dressed as nuns and smuggling munitions to La Resistance in our wimples, when Lieutenant Hereford had the capital idea of using
Shannon despaired. She had no purple in her Prosperity sector. She had a spiral staircase and spiral staircases drain chi faster than a rat up a drainpipe. As for her Career corner
Damn! The neighbour was playing his guitar again. He plucked such particular notes that the sounds reverberated through the wall, up my nose and into my brain where they
