Supershort Stories

A short-short story about a young kid, Michael, leaving his home.

a cinderella story. Destiny was just a girl who thought she was only good for house work. she heard about a royal baseball game but was forbade to go by her step mother and sisters. her dog became her watch dog. he wanted to make sure she got to the royal ball game with everything she needed but there was a catch....

‎‧₊˚✧[Our Lady Juliet has married death and fled from this earth. Her face pale and sickly. Her lips blue from kissing the last breath of air to leave her lungs]✧˚₊‧ ୨⎯ •*•*•'*•.¸♡¸.•*'•*•*• ⎯୧ ‎‧₊˚✧[ The earth will go down while the oceans will rise Which are made from the tears of peoples' spirits that die Their souls drag the weight of the world ]✧˚₊‧ ୨⎯ •*•*•'*•.¸♡¸.•*'•*•*• ⎯୧ ‎‧₊˚✧[ All because we must leave every dream to the dogs They bark while we lie in our graves. It's a better place six feet underground. Only everlasting peace But we lay with the dress on For eternity. ]✧˚₊‧ *•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•♡•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•* -ˏˋ⋆ ᴡ ᴇ ʟ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ ⋆ˊˎ- 「 ✦ This is a compilation of poems and short stories that I'm writing. There will be no set days for updates. (It will also be constantly under editing.) All poetry, art, and stories belong to me unless specifically said otherwise. ✦ 」 Enjoy! <3

"Have you ever thought about killing your little sister? It wasn't like I stabbed her or anything, I honestly didn't mean to.." ~~~ Short story - please comment your thoughts! xx

A super short story about a woman on a park bench.

A short story about two people

First of many, publishes are sporadic. These stories are just whatever comes to mind. Listen, im a minor, so my writing skills are *ahem* little. Thank you for your time.

Small Destiny fan fiction that was the result of a one night work fueled by my constant ravings about how I despise the game's (lack of) writing.

Before the madness. Before the darkness. Before the legend: he was once like us.

The world is ending

Everything in this book is either cliché or original.

Just a lil story I wanted to write.

Another short story for class. Super short. About what might happen if we lost feeling.

Yea, so um. This is really short, and uncompleted. But this sis is too lazy to finished it, so yeyeyeye Oh, and uhm description?? I don't know her

an almost story of the loss of a brother told by a plant extra-short, extra-quick

Dust Bunnies. That's what she collected. Small skeletal balls of fluff. Worthless, but they were hers--these dust bunnies she found in the places her mother took her. The places where she visited the men...

Billy needs to make a choice to kill or not to kill. Read the story to find out what choice Billy made in this original short story. This is an original Flash Fiction that I made for school. Enjoy!

Xig Brother is watching you going to toilet...