"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." "Oh, shiitake mushrooms." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Short Story #1 (19/04/18) 2016 Fiction Awards Finalist © 2015 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.

12 Thursdays, 1 bitchy Walmart worker, and 1 bubblegum boy. [Short Story #25 // Humor #153] // don't read this, iT SUCKS ASS //

on hold due to lack of inspiration ::: She saw the ice cream truck pass through her neighborhood nearly every day in the summer. Every day, she got her favorite ice cream, mint chocolate chip. Her routine suddenly got changed when the ice cream truck stopped coming for a month. When it finally came back, it had a new driver, a teenage boy with beautiful arms. Not exactly what she expected, but as long as she got her daily ice cream fix, it was all good to her.

" he broke up with his supposedly true love, her. she can't seem to do anything but write. " 「 watty award winner 2015 / #1 in short story 」 copyright © 2015 by 13-year-old layla all rights reserved.

He wanted to kiss her.

In which two childhood friends write each other

Accompanied by a teenage boy, Lily spends hours in a broken down train - waiting for the machine to start running again. But strangely enough, the longer the two teens spend together, the less she wishes to go back home. Emilyajh © 2014

Because everything was bittersweet and strawberry flavoured.

in which two music tastes meet

for the guy i see every so often but i'm too shy to talk to