Stale Stories

Comprehensive, touching short stories of varying topics and plots. Updated often.

A collection of stories with a meme twist

Never will forget the goodness of your heart.

Ever wondered what it would be like to be a milk carton? Your breakfast? A bowl? Probably not... Don't worry, that's what this book is for! Prepare to hear the enlightening tale that will change your life forever. ****** Authors note: I understand writing in the POV of objects is different to an ordinary story however this is just a short story made for the amusement of the reader! Enjoy!

Remember the iconic Jeggy fanfic by @emmaleejeans ? well it's been a year since she updated a post so I thought maybe I could fill in her storyline but with my style of writing! All credits go to her and I still don't how to draw so I don't own any art still, now for the trailer thingy Peggy Schuyler was looking for a job for so long, she wanted to work as a veterian but noone clinic would hire a 16 year old despite the smarts of this girl, she was getting desperate so she went to he childhood bestfriend's bakery, now when I say childhood I mean they were in the past and now she hated him for some reason, Peggy had no absolute idea on how to bake so she just watched John Laurens from afar, sooner or later John, her childhood bestie was curious on why she started to hate him after his trip to France, he does anything to make her tell the truth, even cover up her mistakes for her, now these mistakes weren't big... like burning down a kitchen or forgetting to pay her bills, yeah definitely not big!

A book of poems about benches

Here are some punny jokes for you guys :) Disclaimer: I did not make all of these.

Life may sound easy as a corn chip. Yes, that's true. Until you get eaten...

Old projects and shit, maybe some from 3rd grade if you're lucky

Seventeen year old Ivette Anderson has unique psychic abilities, not to mention she's always been a medium. Her extreme and very religious Catholic parents blame their house for their daughter's abilities, believing that the home has evil energies that cause their daughter to witness death, even if the incident happened hundreds of miles away. This causes them to move into a new home. This one actually having a dark past. It's the site of an unsolved murder. The police can't do anything about it now that the case has expired. The victim's body is still on the property. Ivette is visited by the ghost of the man who was killed there, and finds out that she has to solve the murder, or the spirit will be trapped forever. It's up to this teenage medium to free the spirit and solve this expired case no matter what.

Inspired by and based on the world of Animal Crossing. This is the story of K.K. Slider, and how he came to be the lovable, guitar-playing dog we all know and love today. This was part of my "One Story a Day" (OSAD) Challenge I started last year. It's a work I'm actually quite proud of, so I hope you enjoy it~ Rated T Wordcount: 37k~

A limerick about an old man's tragic end.

Holly is your average 20 year old snowboarder trying to make it big. Coming from snowboard royalty, Holly has big expectations but somehow she finds herself being distracted from what she wants most in life.

Natasha was tired. Tired of a lot of things. Things were going to change. They had to. The determined set of her jaw confirmed it. She couldn't possibly have known there would be a whole new direction her life would go in. A direction that would leave her every day, well-worn path to "in the box thinking" unrecognizably out of sight. She took bereavement leave from B.F.D. Spending her days going to Earl Stroh's gun shop over on Archway Drive where she bought the Glock. Three, four times a week she made the ten minute, five mile subway ride. Fired off her anger and frustrations in the basement range under the store. Old plaid shirt, holey-kneed blue jeans and ratty sneakers. She'd run five or six ten round clips through the paper target fifteen yards away. She got better. She got good. Good enough after a few months to keep the pattern in a five inch circle center mass. It was her way of dealing with it. Getting out the frustration she felt inside at being cheated into living a life alone.