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message 1: by Arthur, Live a little Give a lot (new)

Arthur | 554 comments Mod
These are stories that are always less than 75 words. Today's topic is Drag.

You may write your story to be a really short self story, personal mystery or experience. It can be anything


message 2: by Jennifer (new)

Jennifer | 24 comments On Halloween I would hear screaming and then someone would drag a body outside into the street. This happened at the same house. One by one making the pile bigger of human bodies. I wanted to get a closer look to see if they were really dead. As I got closer I saw something move inside the pile. I dared myself to get even closer. I got closer ad closer soon i was only a few inches from the pile, but before i could get a really good look at the bodies something or someone jumped out of the pile. Scared me half to death, and made the bodies go flying all over the place. It was then i realized the bodies where just dummies that looked really real. I noticed this when one of the heads popped off and the body had foam inside it. Sure the trick was fake but it was real enough to make me scared.


message 3: by Arthur, Live a little Give a lot (new)

Arthur | 554 comments Mod
There was a dark sea storm and lots of shells had been dragged off and on to the beaches. Felic was born. She was caught in tides and before she could open her eyes. Then suddenly Felic was swimming past a lighthouse and she could see the light of its high beam passing over the water back and forth searching for boats in distress. Then the sun came and mermaids arrived in the rear shores around coasts near woods to sing. That was how Felic next identified herself; she thought she had been a mermaid. She had no idea what she was. She swam up shore to climb up the rocks too but her fins got caught in the lines of fishermen fishing nets. Her tail instinctively flapped back and forth. She felt herself dragging and felt the heaviness of her inability to breath without being in water.


message 4: by Stephanie (new)

Stephanie (chasmofbooks) Dragging my sister along everywhere wasn't all that fun. I hate it and loath it everytime I have to. This time I had to drag my little brother around with her. He consistently insisted on complaining about all the girly stuff around him. I sighed. Would it ever end?


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