Stories tagged “the”
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Bernard B. Belling, or: The Ghost of Ghost Hill (Part 7)
“But… that’s…” “What? Impossible? Not as much as you’d think.” “So… is any of it right?” “Any of what?” “You know, the… whole ‘religion’ thing.”...
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Midwest Purgatory: A Stalled Travelogue, chapter one (part two)
A red and white striped long sleeve shirt. Who wears a long sleeve shirt in the dead center of July? “It’s- well… uh,” Rusty stumbled for something to say. “What are these?” she asked, sitting down, not waiting to fi...
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Six Feet Out of Favor
Herbert was six feet long and he was the worst thing Kyle’s mom had ever seen. A fully grown B. constrictor would be even longer, but Herbert had only been purchased two years ago. Three years too many, if you asked Kyle’s mom. At first, a ...
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Borrowed Time
She remembered the feeling of nauseous weightlessness as clearly as she recalled her non-existent measurement. Ice had clambered down her spine as she looked at her name. No line was drawn next to her stupid name. She had seen it clearly – there ...
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What "Really" Happened "That" Night.
Carl looked across at his friend." That bastard of a judge is going to have a shit of a morning". And he laughed raucously. A N.Y.P.D. vehicle pulled into Judge Cravens’ driveway. Senior detective Josh Goldstein, was met at the door and...
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Free Future Hearings, Open Tuesdays
I glance up at the ominous structure before me. My knees are shaking, but I clutch the voucher in my hand and force myself to calm my breathing. I won’t get another chance like this, I say to myself. Nobody turns down a “keyhole” vouc...
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Stop
STOP!!! Stop what? Should I stop thinking, my existence, texting while driving. There are so many things stop could of wanted to stop. Also, who is it to tell me what to specificly stop when I see stop. I’ll stop clipping my toenails, or talking ...
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On the Edge
The air is crisp and cold, there is a rather heavy breeze in the air. With every step I take forward, a part of me wants to take another step back. Each time I breathe in, my lungs do not want to let the air back out. My fingers are numb from the cold ...
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The Happy Goat
There is a goat that lives on the far in a mythical farm. No one knows his name but he is always happy. Everyone on the mythical farm loves playing with the happy goat and he has a wonderful time there. One day it rained and the happy goat was sad. It ...
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The Happy Goat II: Dawn of the Cows
The happy goat’s farm was developing fast. many animals were coming to the farm and everyone was getting used to the seasons. All the animals worked together and the happy goat was their leader. Suddenly, one day, cows came to the farm and they t...
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When the clock struck four... Part 2
It was unfortunate then, the remaining lumberjack’s friend was dead, and he was very, very angry. “Damn” he said as he swung his huge, blood covered axe blade at me. I dodged, but a drop of infected zombie baby blood got in my eye, it was not unt...
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When the clock struck four... Part 3
Again, predicting my fate, I opened my arms and flew away with my amazingly random growth of required bodily function mutation (ARGORBFM), this time, I grew a parachute on my head. Unfortunately, due to my sudden evolution into a zombie, my head detach...
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When the clock struck four... Part 4
Those on board welcomed me with a kind of ancient respect, as if they had known me forever. Of coarse they had not, as if they did, I must have been either alive for thousands of years, which I know I haven’t, or, that I was a messiah… The ...
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Joke of the week...
Recently, a practically invisible, spray-on condom has been invented, and has been designed especially for gullible women.
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The Two Wolves
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all. “One is Evil – It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, se...
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{Utopia} Eliza Bliss
An as yet unpublished member of Ficly, Eliza is a good friend of mine, both within the warm glow of the virtual world and the harsher realms of the real world. We met at work a few months ago and our friendship was formed almost as soon as I told her t...
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{Utopia} Violet Turner
When I first joined Ficly, Violet was the first person to follow me. She made me feel welcome and was very encouraging during my first tentative days on the site. Violet has a darkly creative style and writes vivid, emotionally packed stories. Her comm...
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The White Van
He pulled me into an embrace, crushing my body against his own. He leaned in and whispered, “Got to make it look realistic now!” he sneered, “Smile” he said, pulling me tighter. Meekly I did as I was told. The crushing pain rele...
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The First Time
That first time was the most horrible thing I’ve ever been through. Not that he was horrible or whatever but the guilt that washed over me as soon as he came in was enough to make me know that I couldn’t go through with this. I had to get o...
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Ficly Derailment: THE TRUTH!
On January 7th 2010, the creators of Ficly faced a problem: The alien species named Wiultyicaders (or “Witties”), who had helped create the site and helped feed Creativity Fluid into the human minds of the site’s inhabitants daily, wa...
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The Ex...
It is the morning, Wednesday morning, and I’m at the bus stop. I’m waiting for my friend, but he brings my Ex with him. I’m ignoring him because he is an idiot. We get on the bus and he keeps staring at me. His stop, but he doesn̵...
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Jane
Born in autumn 1537 Daughter of Marquess of Dorset and Francis Brandon Related to royalty through mother’s ties Intelligent and pious this girl you did find Rejected as the girl that they didn’t want, Expected to be something she was not In...
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Patience
I look at my target straight into his eyes. He is so smug. But me? I am in a bush, a makeshift sniper post kinda bush, a quarter mile away with ants crawling up my leg. How long do I have to wait for this shot? Its been nearly 3 hours since I got him i...
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The Beginning of the Night
Both of her parents were out of town that weekend, so it startled her even worse when she heard an obknoxious noise coming from the room down the hall, especially at the late hour that it was. It sounded like the window had opened for the rain outside ...
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Why, Why, Why, Why, WHY, Is The X Factor So Damn Popular?!
It’s The Gong Show’s fault. It started this whole stupid trend of singing competition reality TV shows… I see it this way: The Gong Show begat Pop Starz. Pop Starz begat Pop Starz: The Rivals. Pop Starz: The Rivals begat Pop Idol. Po...