Once upon a time there lived a mother of three who turned 40. Her friends wanted to write a short story on her birthday and they found a website to assist. This is that story.

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Dexter's vision shook violently as his lie detection powers activated and Cera's words echoed in his brain. "Miraculously we escaped with our lives." Dexter's throat went icy cold.

"Convergence my eye!" groused my smartphone (unbeknownst to me at the time). "I'll show you Convergence!" It filled me in later by way of a trojan dream-rec app, and now

His long hair held magical power that if cut would defeat him like a school boy being punched by his sister. Samson lay in Delilah's lap

You can't make this stuff up! Oh yes I can!

The pages curled and crackled as roses of flame bloomed along their edges. Blank ink was consumed by black soot, and a column of smoke blossomed into the sky. No more would

It didn't take me long to realize that Julie was a kleptomaniac.

As she flaunted them for all to see, the splendid light adorned Betty’s magnificent breasts, which made Jill replete with jealousy, after all, her thin legs were no contest for

Life was great for Lady Lucy, who happened to just receive the best honor she could. She was now queen, of this wonderful yet intimidating place. Although she just found out that

Look at this piece of wood! he thundered. And it threw a fleshly-cut tree trunk dangerously close to my feet. I stammered, drooping the ax. Umm, mister Ent... the story is not that

My elderly mother was to be cared for by Nadine, the robot, for all needs. Chuck Berry played his song, "Nadine" as she walked in and introduced herself. Mum was suddenly awake.

Great American Novel. Chapter One. Randy M Gravadlax's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scorching scenery of New England. Cactus abounded as far as the distant horizon. He spurred

The Witch of the hill!

50 Cent is actually a very polite man. He usually takes time out from work to spend with his wife and kids and he donates to cancer charity. He is black but this does not mean

On March 2, 2016, I was folding a story in Armenia City In The Sky. What a magnificent view one got whilst sitting outside having tea.The leopard print sofa added to the exoerience

He looked to his left. She was there, standing on the edge of the cliff. Her body limped, her face ashen. He followed the wrong path, and now, it's too late. She took a step

On the 3rd day I longed to make no excuse for doing some worrying. I had been unable to think hard, fierce & vengeful since I was scared & oppressed with black burdens of thought.

I attacked and ripped open the poor thing. I stabbed it again and again. I was hungry and this was the law of the jungle. I bit into its soft pink flesh. Watermelon tasted good.

"Reading is a disease, and writing just perpetuates it," ruminated Anton Meuble in his dim and disordered attic apartment as he languished in despair. The solitary grimy window