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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: For children: 4 of 201

Do I belong? As I sat and watched Mother get ready, I wondered why she never got me ready. I know I don't look like everyone else, but she could still treat me the same. "Calvin, come on!" Mother shouted. "And tell Louise to hurry up to! You are both going to be late!" "Coming," came the reply. Mother glared at me. Oops. She...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Fishing: 1 of 22

A Fishing miracle! Cara woke up on a Sunday morning, to find her bed empty. "John?" Where is he? Cara thought. She looked at the clock. Sunday 12th June, it read. "Oh yeah, Sunday." Cara rolled her eyes. For the ten years that John and Cara had been together, every Sunday, he went fishing. They were trying for a baby for fiv...
Arts & Humanities > Artists & Artwork Biography: Vincent Van Gogh: 6 of 17

Vincent van Gogh is ranked as one of the founding fathers of modern art. At only ten years of drawing and painting, van Gogh had one of the briefest careers in art history. Van Gogh was born March 30th, 1853, in the villiage of Groot Zundert in the Dutch province of North Brabant. Van Gogh's family consisted of mother, Anna ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The first kiss: 11 of 31

Won't remember this. I had dreamed about my first kiss. It would be magical; fire works, everything a young woman could dream of. I had found him; the One. Oh, yes. Nathan, my one, my love. The one my first kiss would be with. We had talked about it. We both said we was ready. We both were virgins at kissing. I watched a few...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The other woman: 70 of 124

I told you so. Doreen looked at her phone. That's the second time she's done that, I thought. "Doreen? You waiting for a call?" I asked her. "Um... No," she answered, with what I thought, was a hint of hesitance. "Beep - beep, beep - beep." Doreen grabbed her phone. A smile crept along her face. She was now smiling like a Ch...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The engagement ring: 2 of 3

The Cruel Engagement. Jeff and Kerrie had been together for five years. “It’s about time Jeff popped the question,” said Kerrie to her best friend, Sally. “You will just have to throw a couple of hints to him”. After lunch with Sally, which they did every Wednesday for as long as Kerrie could re...
Arts & Humanities > 20th & 21st Century US History Biography: Bill Clinton: 2 of 3

On August 19th 1946, in a small town called Hope, Arkansas, William Jefferson Blythe III aka Bill Clinton, was born. He was named after his father, William Jefferson Blythye II, who, three months before Bill Clinton was born, had died in a car crash. His mother, Virginia Cassidy Blythe, struggled bringing her son up. She mov...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Death of a loved one: 105 of 122

When you loose a loved one, someone who is so close to you in every way, you think; Why God? Why did you take them? There is no simple answer. Just the fact God wanted them with Him. You can't stop thinking about them. You cry and cry; the pain just won't stop. You think the pain will never go. And it doesn't, the pain just ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Running away: 24 of 25

Running away. The sound of sirens were soft now. He was running and running fast. He didn't want to get caught. His breathing was deep and fast. He needed to stop. He stopped under a bridge. He looked around. He could hardly see. He felt around in his pocket and found his torch. He turned it on. "Yo, guy! Turn out the lights...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Murder: 177 of 182

His first time. Damon. Oh, God! What have I done? She is in there now. Locked up. No light. Should I feed her? What do I do? Oh, God. Oh, God. I don't believe it! She shouldn't have looked the way she did. In her short denim skirt. Showing her long, svelte, shapely legs. Oh, them legs! Oh, she is stunning. Her long blonde ha...