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Hi my name is Steve, and thanks for making the effort to read my stories.
I came onto this site on my birthday, which is October 11th.
After already writing seven relatively popular short stories for Helium.
And strangely enough on October 11th, was when Helium

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Consequences: 2 of 41
The houses on this road were old, crumbling. The brickwork ravaged from a harsh climate. The front gardens weren't much better, as patches of dying grass was everywhere.Rubbish bags sat on the path in front of the living-quarters. Around the black and green bags many flies swarmed, the stench travelling all the way down th... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Rain: 5 of 39
The torrid rain had fallen for days now. Washing everything away. From the litter in the streets, to the standing signs at street corners. People of this certain area were desperate as the downpour from above would not end. The dark clouds hung over the small town, that consisted of no more then a thousand people. Also five s... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Serial fiction: Suspense: 28 of 150

Sleepless NightsThe darkness penetrated through the window, as night had now come.She lay there somewhat scared by the changing day.In the daytime she felt safe as the sun would gleam warmly.But the night was cold and unfeeling, dangerous.Her hands gripped the top of the pinkish quilt, looking towards the window with scared w... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Horror: 54 of 233
The Siege.Micheal had now locked his family in the house. He knew the vile beasts were coming as a local friend had rung him earlier to warn him.The friend was now dead as he lay at the bottom of the long road, blood surrounding his cold body.Micheal had witnessed the brutal slaying first-hand, as ten of the yellowed-eyed cre... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Longing: 126 of 428
The blazing sun shone from above.The sky now a beautiful blue, it was heavanly.The pink flowers nearby looked dazzling as they swayed in the slight breeze.The stream a few metres away moved with elegance.This was a lovely sight to behold.Please be with me he thought.He was thinking back to his wife, now dead.Her ashes had bee... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Sanity: 3 of 10
The Loss.It had all started with the death of my parents you see.A week before Christmas the family bonding was high as the Christmas holidays were approaching. The atmosphere in the home was fantastic as nothing seemed to go wrong.And then it happened like a lonely lightening strike that hit straight to the essence of everyt... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Science fiction: 90 of 290
Many years into the future.It had been four hundred years now when the metorite crashed with Earth. The planet then ravaged in fire as many had died. 2046 was the year this terrible tragedy occurred.But thankfully the human-race had built many space-crafts that could withstand the dangers of space. Then like an instinct of su... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Vampires: 46 of 141
Her Beautiful Soul.He was ten years of age running through a wild field when he first saw her. She was young just like him. She wore a white old-fashioned dressing gown, and her longish blond hair blew softly in the breeze. She said to him that day, "I will see you soon."Then she was off as she laughed running towards a high ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Struggles in life: 136 of 338
A life not well spent.Jeremy was drunk as he left the pub that cold wet Wednesday afternoon. He felt in his pockets and no money could be found."Damn," he grimaced.He looked at the watch he wore it was two thirty three. Jeremy had arrived at the pub dead on twelve. In a massive speed drinking event with two other mates he had... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Diving adventures: 3 of 7
The Great Ocean.Jack left the boat in goodtime as he only had half an hour diving for that day.He plunged into the greyish water as it covered him quickly.Engulfing him he used his feet to push himself further down into the murky depths of the sea.With sheer strength he swam down to the bottom as he hit the sandy floor softly... More..