Alex H Mittelman
Bio
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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Magic Chalk
I was scribbling with chalk, entranced in a spell and another portal opened. I was transported to world ninety two. I still haven’t found my way home, but have made several friends along the way. I’ve discovered several new sentient intellectual species, learned their language and technological advancements, and now a few of them follow me from world to world. When I eventually find my way back to Earth, I’ll have an army of aliens to advance the planet. World ninety two was mostly desert and behemoth sand worms. I’ll learn to ride them and take one with me.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Terrible Ninja
I was bad at karate. I was bad with weapons. My mask kept falling off and exposing my identity. When I took out my sword the handle hit my face. My trainer believed in me though. He kept practicing with me until I was good. He sent me on a mission to save a kidnapped girl. I rescued her using my new skills. I got back to Nija camp and it had been taken over by giant demonic flying gorillas. I slayed them all, saving the day. Then I returned the kidnapped girl to her parents. Everyone was happy.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
The Visitor
"I'm visiting Earth from Megurkury," I said. A crowd gathered around me. "How do you know English," an Earthling shouted from the crowd. "I learned all Earth languages before visiting. I have a gift for you," I said. I reached into my pocket and took out the gift and an Earthling yelled, "Shoot it. Shoot the alien, he might be dangerous," and someone shot me. "Forgive them, they know not what they do," I said and I died. A priest took the gift from my hand. "He was a friend. This was the cure for cancer, fools," the priest said.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Pizza Delivery
I pulled up to the house on my bike. I grabbed the pizza then knocked on the door. A pretty girl walked out in a bathrobe. She was out of money and invited me in for a pillow fight instead. I went inside and fought her with pillows. That’s all that happened and I was very disappointed. I left the house without money and without satisfaction. I told the boss what happened and he said he’d take care of it. I’m glad I at least got to keep my job. I’m still lonely though. Can someone find me a girlfriend?
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
They Kidnapped me
They broke into my home. They dragged me out of bed. I had no idea who they were. They all had masks and black coats on. They took me to the middle of the woods. They took me inside a creepy old cabin. They put me on a cold stone table full of runic symbols. They started chanting "Raga taga laga" over and over again. One of them took out a shiny knife and held it over my chest. "No," I screamed. The knife went inside me. They opened up my chest and pulled out my heart. Everything went black.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Wake Up, Love
"Wake up, love," A voice said to me. "Who are you, and why do I really need to use the bathroom," I said. "I'm your wife. You've been in a coma for three months. You were hit by a truck," She said. "I'm up now," I said. "We missed you," she said. "Who's we?" I asked. "Me and the kids," she said. "Oh hey, guys," I said. "You smell, daddy," My youngest said. "I'll go shower," I said. I got up, showered, and spent the rest of the day catching up with my wonderful family. It's really good being awake.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
All the love
We knew each other since birth. We started dating in high school. We got married after college. We had lots of kids. We raised those kids well. We retired from work. Our kids grew up. They graduated college, became successful and took care of us when we got old. We held hands every day in the retirement home. We died at the same time, holding hands. They buried us next to each other. The chemicals from the factory spill brought us back to life as zombies. We ate all our children. We slept in our coffins when we got full.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Chop Chop
I was running from my ex girlfriend. She was chasing me through the restaurant. “Come on Eddie, you always wanted to know what our secret ingredient was. Now that you dumped me, I really want to show you,” she said, smiled and lunged at me with the knife. She missed. She threw it at me and hit my neck. “I’m sorry, honey, we just weren’t getting along,” I said before falling to the ground. “Chop chop,” was the last thing she said to me before I passed out. She then cut me up and served me as a side dish!
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Run, because I’m scared
I kept running through the woods. My friend had already been eaten by the beast. It was so dark out, I coudnt even see it’s face to describe. There it was, the entrance to the state park. I was almost there. The beast popped up in front of me, it’s face now glowing. I was standing there, stoic, as it swallowed me whole.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
