The beast growled. It stomped and it prowled. It raised it's head, and then it howled. "Who are you to challenge me? Why do you not flee? Stubborn ilk, face me now, take my milk."

and she bowed and flaunted her prowess. The crowd went silent. AGT - we knew it was an alien genetic group. If the contests could be won, then there was hope. A hope for humanity.

sick. She always wanted me to be a doctor, and I never really saw a reason before, but I now understood. As her breathing slowed, mine quickened. She gave me life. Not once, twice.

decided to go on an egg hunt. The eggs they painted were beautiful. Golds and blues, dots and stripes, all the colors of the rainbow, in various lights and shades. Oh glorious day.

It was weird enough that my parents were shapeshifters. Sure I could shift. John wouldn't think twice to bully me in that form. I found another way. Guys like John have no future.

the zombie closest to her, her breath running ragged. It was the opening she needed. She fled from the pack of undead, axe in hand, eyes steady. Was she the last girl in the world?

I googled holler on my phone - "A rural road in the Appalachians in the U.S.A". Huh. Never knew that. Guess I learned something today. Time to go holler in a holler on the holler.

Yet the witness clammed up. Their voice caught in their throat. Should they speak? Would their own words go unpunished? Witness protection? Hah. Unlikely. Words have consequences.

semblances to the king. How odd that people and Pokémon had converged, in both likeness and personalities. Why had Pokémon evolved into people, or was it the people who devolved?

Local government didn't both to tear down the old school. Too expensive for a small town. There it stood, empty, haunted. The group stood

The man awoke to realize he was sitting in a bullet train. The landscape sped by and his memory was gone.

The leaves began to fall from the tree, all around the woman who twirled underneath them.

It was a foul smell. Like a corpse rose out of the ground and exhaled odorous breath. Who thought it was a good idea to cage a skunk? Good thing that

ornate the hand that writ. Having writ the hand went to to commit bloody murder under the serious moon. We knew the moon was serious by the face of the Man in the Moon's expression

the space aliens came and abducted my little sister and her pet duck. I called my best friend right away and arranged for a party to celebrate the mysterious disappearance of

a Nobel Peace Prize winner, for her amazing work in brainwashing. It so impressed the panel that they gave her the prize, no questions asked! How she managed this, I have no idea.

I high-tailed it out to the bus stop, hoping a bus would arrive in time for me to make good on my epiphany, before it fizzled out and my enthusiastically angry boss caught me.

So lemme get this straight: You're handing me some bait and telling me to wait for your mate to state his weight in the... I got nothin'.

EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE ROBOTS are duds and won't be able to be used until they are further tested to ensure an accident like that won't happen again. "Well that was a waste"

seems that more and more people are dying randomly. I have no clue how they happen really, I mean I did just whack this one on the head, but still, more than usual are dying