The Night of Fire & Light (Part 2)

    Lucille’s waiting just inside the front door, her arms crossed against her chest. The morning sun is gliding in and out between white billowy clouds, reflecting off the Sheriff’s car as it backs out of their drive and onto the gravel road. Her husband, Jed, marches up the front steps as the squad car speeds away in a cloud of dust. The screen door gives a sorrowful whine, then bangs shut behind him. ...

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The Night of Fire & Light (Part 1)

About this people would talk.         At the local drive-in theater in Mt. Pilot some might have looked up and watched in wonderment upon seeing the crackling red streak that traversed the clear night sky like a burnt slit of wound above the black hills that outlined the eastern horizon.       Some, no doubt, and m...

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Something I wrote when I was fifteen Chap. 1: the beginning

Elizabeth walked down the market place. She loved to explore beyond the palace and frequently did. The pale demons strode along the narrow alley, each bowing slowly before her when they passed by. And when they did, she would smile at them; a very strange act, especially for a princess. Noone in these lands were kind to eachother, nor were they mean. Elizabeth had been scolded by her father for showing generosity to the outsiders....

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"...To The World You Left Behind"

“….The Home You Left Behind”     Max made his way nervously up the rugged hillside, holding his gun cocked and ready. He glanced around him, licking his dry lips, his face set. From time to time he gulped, raised a gloved hand and wiped perspiration from his forehead and neck, pushing down his coat collar.    “On your guard, lads!” – he barked out to his ...

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Shelley (part 3, final)

        *          *          * Nero, commander of DreamStation, pondered the honour of being the head-rat in a sinking ship, that wasn't anywhere close to land. He had been probing the entire station for weaknesses and opportunities over an hour since Butler had returned.    &nbsp...

03/30/2008 | 114 Hits | 6 comments | (2 votes) | Read more...

Dissection Point

Dissection Point By: Roseann Ramirez & Mico Subosa  (I wrote this one with a friend, right after biology class :-)                       The innocent creature was in much trepidation that baleful and inauspicious night. Rain was wildly pouring and the resonance of thunderbolts plunged through the deafening sil...

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Robots

        The robot an ancient mark 5 sat on a ridge looking over a valley it was patched and dented welds crisscrossed its corroded hide as it watched it became aware that it in turn was being watched. The mark 5 moved its head slowly its neck bearings produced a long drawn out groaning sound red error and malfunction messages crowded across the visual field of its one remaining operational eye. The ancient robot ...

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Shelley (part 2)

      *          *          * Shelley awoke abruptly to a sharp headache, much worse that she had ever experienced before. She tried to moan, but she heard nothing from herself, only ripping pain in her throat, and then she had the sensation of drowning; her throat and her chest were full of water, thick water fil...

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My Dream

My dream      Me and Lynnette were walking down a wooden bridge in the middle of nowhere. Surrounding us, we could have been in the middle of the ocean, as there was nothing but an endless sea surrounding us. It was a cloudy day with a sun that shined softly on us. There were other people, on the road, they seemed to be enjoying their walks as well. We do not need to know where we are going. It is very eer...

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Shelley (part 1)

          Shelley        Chapter 1   Heart-beat, Heart-beat,   Doe eyes helpless in the dark, Ironically full of life's spark,   Thump-ing, Thump-ing,   Tragic tears and adrenaline, Pain sears and darkness takes you in,   Teari...

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The Visitors

PREFACE :  This story was written for the Fifth edition of the ITC Classmate Young Authors Contest, 2007-2008. This story was selected in the Top 16 stories in the National(Final) Level of the contest, all 16 scheduled to be published in an anthology.    It is about a man - who finds his beliefs, his faith, his very existence - questioned, challenged, shaken to the core. And all this is because of an extraterre...

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Piece

Piece   Charlz Piece flicked another Synthtobacco tube away and watched it bounce off the hard, gritty ground a few feet away. Once upon a time he'd tasted real tobacco and the memory still haunted him every time he lit up another mass produced, tasteless little white tube of chemicals. True, they wouldn't turn his lungs to shit like real tobacco would, but who cared about that? Medicine was so advanced in this day and age...

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Perfection

Average was this man, this mere...human. Below the height of six feet, under the weight of two hundred pounds, and barely able to sufficiently lift, move, push, build, and destroy. This will not do. For it is within this day and age, within this new world, this grand scheme of all things, this Utopia, that we must bring about perfection. We will bring about natural selection once again, but this time, it will be us humans who decides who...

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Clichés (part 2)

After providing some more general information concerning the interception of Xinglong, Hao took his leave from the briefing room with a warning to us all about maintaining secrecy. Peter Bevin, colonel of His Majesty's Armed Forces and commander of the CERU's military contingent, released the civilian group from the briefing - me included - after issuing a similar warning. I'm quick to heed such warnings, because under the circumstances no ...

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forsaken sin 1

“I am a monster…I am cursed…but before I was these…I was human. I didn’t plan what happened to me. You see for I cant die, doomed to walk this earth for all eternity” My world contains a blood red sky that hovers meaningless over a lonely world. Under this very sky lay dull grey streets wrapped in a cursed silence. Small stone houses were crammed together, no life visible but...

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Going To Be Famous

     Tom hated reporters in his lab. He especially hated college reporters in his lab, and this particular reporter was a jerk. Once he made the decision to allow Bob into his lab he immediately regretted it. Bob, being the typical college reporter, had no brain to speak of. His only motive for arranging the interview was to ridicule the science that he, Tom, had spent his last five years researching.  &nbs...

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Clichés (part 1)

One of the great clichés of mystery and horror stories is that of the Abandoned Spaceship. Would-be Rescuers receive a Distress Message from a Spaceship and arrive at the vessel to discover that the crew have been massacred, save for a Lone, Unconscious Survivor. Further investigation finds that both digital and analogue records are curiously fractured and corrupted, leaving only hints at what horrors befell the ship's crew. References a...

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The Last Man Standing

    Nothing but the everlasting darkness they put you in before a deathmatch. I'm sitting on what feels like a metal bench, naked, my butt feels cold. That's what they want you to feel before the match, cold as the piece in your hand, cold as what you're expected to give, cold as death. It doesn't matter who you are, you either kill your opponents or shit in your pants and die. Dozens of them have died by my hand. Muslims, ...

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Ghost in the Machine: Red Letter Day

This is a work in progress... By no means is this the finished product. I just don't know where to go from here. Any help would be greatly appreciated. ---  Rhett Sinclair. A happy go lucky guy by anyone's standards, he had a few, shall we say, problems. He liked to do things nobody else did. For the most part, he liked to do acrobatic stunts. You see, Rhett was a rebel. His daily pattern consisted of getting up, showering,...

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All Our Bright Futures

I'm on the opposing side and even I am forced to admit that this is a magnificently animated billboard. A family lies comfortably asleep around a camp fire in a forest while a fatherly-looking unity officer keeps watch over them. As he shines his torch off into the darkness stylized Arabs, Europeans and rednecks slink away into the shadows. The scene is rendered in a beautiful retro cartoon style, with everyone smiling. ''Homeland Unity:...

03/11/2008 | 143 Hits | 4 comments | (4 votes) | Read more...