Story cover for There's No I in Story by XxLastOfMyKindxX
There's No I in Story
  • WpView
    Reads 63
  • WpVote
    Votes 15
  • WpPart
    Parts 4
  • WpHistory
    Time 28m
  • WpView
    Reads 63
  • WpVote
    Votes 15
  • WpPart
    Parts 4
  • WpHistory
    Time 28m
Complete, First published Jun 19, 2019
Drama haunts the tunnels beneath Clear Lake Academy. Her eyes can see through floors, or walls for that matter, and she Marks all those who get too close. The school day shows that the Marked become shunned by everyone they thought was an ally, but the Marked don't know why.  But then, when the sun descends towards the school's rooftop, the monster's havoc becomes apparent. When Drama Marks her prey, they actually never leave the school. Everyone else sees them do so, but they don't. Not really. They decease. The schoolgrounds are a graveyard, and the Marked occupy them.

Can our Hero brave the underground tunnels and save her classmate from the dreadful clutches of the Mark? Can she thwart Drama and send the monster away for good?


The letter presented by the name of the story you're about to read happens to be the 5th most frequently used letter of our language here. The only letters of that type are to be found throughout the name of the story. The story was typed up by me for a challenge my 8th grade teacher proposed: create a page-long story that abandons the forsaken letter. (The page lengthened for me.) Thus, sentences may be worded strangely, and you may have to reread a few of them before you understand them. There may be a few occurrences when cheats are made. (For example, when "5th" was typed.) Sorry about that. We'll just have to plow through, won't we?
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add There's No I in Story to your library and receive updates
or
#42fantasyhorror
Content Guidelines
You may also like
"Doors Led To Your Nightmares" (Original Short Story) by skillfulstories
22 parts Complete
Don't open a scam email, or risk being trapped of what it put you in, and there's no way of escape... But how much would you go by saving a friend, just by clicking a mysterious link sent to you? - Gabriel was a normal kid about; lovable, kind, funny, but something happened to him a night. A scam email lured him into a trap and now everyone thinks it was a suicide the way his forehead was cut in a faded, straight line, him lying on his bed, no movement, and a knife that appeared randomly on the bedroom bed next to him when Mother came to wake him up for the morning. But after a month rolls around, Alison still thinks the whole situation was a bit odd; Gabe could and would never do that to himself. She would know, considering their friendship since fourth grade. It just didn't make sense to her. But then again, people are good at hiding feelings when you least expect it... She and Tiger make up a plan ---- them being the detectives --- to find out what exactly happened to their friend, but it all goes downhill when the plan... means them getting lured to their worst nightmares and fears, and in the same way Gabriel gets trapped in the mysterious Three Door Curse... And now they've got the detectives involved... But what if the villain also knows the victim's lie? - "A Nightmare On Elm Street"-type-like story... - WARNING: THIS STORY MENTIONS SUICIDE, INCLUDES VIOLENCE, AND SOMEWHAT PROFANITY AND GRAPHIC SCENES/GORE! READ IN CAUTION! THANK YOU. - This story is being made into a novel... -- COVER: @Alistrate ! - COMPLETED STORY! - Follow the playlist I made for it!: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/24SGLQiq3g8psYpEOf2weF?si=TPzxBSybQrK2oa3LeJThRA
Resurgence  by annelystic
21 parts Ongoing Mature
WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24
You may also like
Slide 1 of 9
𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈 - [𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙾𝚏 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗]  cover
Tenth Grade was Fun! cover
Destined To Kill cover
Records of Abysse (Old Version) cover
"Doors Led To Your Nightmares" (Original Short Story) cover
Experimental Girlfriend cover
My Assassin Academia cover
A YEAR-LONG DAY (one-sided slowburn with a twist) cover
Resurgence  cover

𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈 - [𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙾𝚏 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗]

2 parts Ongoing

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨 𝐊𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐏𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐀𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐦 ♡︎♡︎♡︎ 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐈 [𝐏𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧]