Baseballbat Stories

I had no where to go. Nothing left to do. And no one left to even care. I was... as anyone could put it... lost. And I didn't know what to do. I mean what could I have done? I barely even remember my own name or if I even had one. Didn't know who my family was, anymore. All i remember is running away from a blaze so bright, looking at it could make you blind. I remember tripping over roots and branches and hearing moans and screams behind me, but I didn't dare look back. I just kept on running.

Clowns kegs? What power do they behold? What mystery lies inside? THEY DO NOT DENT.

He looked familiar. Who was he? He waltzed across the gritty sand, wide, confident strides making the sand softly whisper beneath his feet. Who was he? His calloused hands twisted and played with the cool water, faint laugh bubbling along with the sighing waves. Who was he? The breeze faintly sang his name, just out of reach of the human ear. Just loud enough to hear its beautiful melody, but not loud enough to remember. Warning: Mild swearing

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this story takes place in the future, it basically is a spin off of Tubbo's sleep talking from the subbathon (Tubbathon).

One friday after noon paige takes a nap and has the worst nightmare and it still haunts here and its coming to life will she be able to live with it or will she die of fear READ TO FIND OUT!!!!

It wasn't the first time this had happened. But he was going to make sure it was the last. Short description because it's better the less you know ^.- !WARNING! Implied gore. Not mature rated because it's not too bad but the warning is here just in case.

I pair myself with Sweden, ( if you can't tell by the username ) so I thought I would write a story with me and Sweden in it. If you like Sweden, then you can act like it's you! :3 ~ENJOY~

Justine wakes up with a cracking headache and no idea where she is or what exactly went down. All she knows is there is a lot of cash kicking around in a cabin that no one has lived in for decades and more than one dead body.

Just,many thing's I find wrong,with The Walking Dead fanfiction's. Copyright © StarBookLover

There are kids with Secrets (This isnt really going to be accurate with their backstories or friends at all. I am making it with Delirious and possibly Vanoss)

This is my first short story that I have published and put it out for people to see. I hope you enjoy

Loosely based on DEXTER.. How do you love a revenge seeking monster, aka Eric.

a start to random stories

Passing out after getting hit in the head, the last thing Bri expected was to wake up in an entirely different universe that lacked one of the biggest elements on Earth. After learning about magic, Bri realizes that she missed the element she loved the most- fire. And when that's the one thing she can't create with her new powers, it's up to her to find a way back home. *WARNING! There are going to be cuss words in this story!* (Also, peep the watermark in the corner of my cover... Oops?)

Everyone thinks 'Oh poor victim, dying like that'. No-one stops to think about the killer, apart from them being cold-hearted, cruel and it was 'just in their genes'. What about MY story? The one that never gets told?

Robert was left at the alter by Melanie. She left him for her best friend and Robert is having a hard time letting it go. All he wants is his beautiful Melanie back.

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