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Talea The Volleyball Star
It was lunchtime, Talea was eating lunch and talking to her best friend Timothy. They always ate first and then went to play on monkey bars. Today at this break it was raining, the monkey bars were wet. Talea could not go and play on monkey bars, so one of her classmates came. It was Zach and Lachlan and his volleyball team; he came over to us. They asked Timothy if he wanted to play volleyball in the shed, and Timothy said yes. Timothy asked me if I wanted to play Volleyball, and I said yes, but then Lachlan said, ‘girls can’t play volleyball.’ Then Zach agreed, and he said ‘You do not even know the rules to play this game.
By Syeda Tamseel Fatima3 years ago in Fiction
Beacon of Light A Brave Awakening Story Part 2
chapter 4 September 4th, 2021 As I entered Akron Canton International Airport I was so nervous I kept messing up everything. I forgot my International documents so I had to find the nearest printer. Or I couldn’t go to Saint Lucia. I was scared I would lose my fiancé, I didn’t want him to leave me. I wasn’t sure what I was entering into, as the unknown never really occurred to me.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Fiction
The Trail of Secrets & Blood 1
The resonant sound of the combustion occurring in the insides of the moving train echoed on the lengthy city roads. As the vehicle passed through its repeated path, grey smoke exerted from its chimney spraying the clear sky with it.
By Harrys Stratigakis3 years ago in Fiction
On The Other Side of The Spectrum 3
Dopax clapped very slowly but firmly as Lidua’s and Yevin’s appearances entered his vision. Venye and Regaz stared at them like a father looking at his boy thinking he has grown up. Silgy had a similar look on her face, but it didn’t feel like it was directed at them.
By Harrys Stratigakis3 years ago in Fiction
A Swine's Greed
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The dark, devoid-of-life endless sky was unfolding itself on the shuttle's window shield. The turbine's flame was beginning to fade away as the shuttle's speed declined sustainably. A girl with a seemingly tired look was gazing at the serene scene that was spreading out in front of her sight.
By Harrys Stratigakis3 years ago in Fiction
New Worlds
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That didn't stop Cersei from using her last breath to raspily whisper "Marek" as her mind collapsed unconscious, floating exposed in the cold and dark of interstellar space. The debris of the colony fleet danced and flickered, twinkling like the stars in the night sky, illuminated by the sparks and fires that now scattered and consumed the remains of the refugee flotilla she had stood on, desperately trying to repair, just moments ago. Surrounded by the demolished ships and the millions of other departing souls that had been her fellow crew-mates, crossing the void for the hope of a new world, She could have sworn, in her final moments, that she heard her the sound echoing off a nearby surface. Was that a voice of the afterlife? Had losing life in her corporeal form opened her up to hearing psychic messages through the ether of space? Perhaps, although she was certain it had been the sound of that faint whisper of her final utterance of her brother's name. But the vacuum couldn't carry sound, could it? With this puzzle and the strange vision of a great leviathan of the void intercepting the asteroid cluster that was disintegrating the rest of the Antediluvian fleet, she let go of the mortal coil and passed out of consciousness.
By Glenn McConnell3 years ago in Fiction
Empty Air
Chapter I: All Blue "'Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.' One of my more 'contemplative' colleges said that to me years ago over dinner while I was still in the academy. I thought nothing of it at the time. It would only be after my first tour that I started to see where she was coming from. It is true, of course; from a physics standpoint, soundwaves can't carry in a vacuum. But when you're face-to-face with a lifeless body floating in the great unknown—breathing empty air—you don't need sound to hear the screams."
By E.C. Weinstock3 years ago in Fiction
Somewhere in This Timeplace
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And yet my mother’s voice seems to echo back to me from every shadow of the sky. The warm, resonate sound of her scream is pinned in the stars. It hangs in the clouds around every moon.
By Alaina Sawyer3 years ago in Fiction
The Incomplete Elements of Reign.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I remember thinking this to myself the day it happened, laying upside down on my couch, in the dark living room of my apartment. With Bethoven blaring in my noise canceling headphones and rivers of tears streaming down my face. Staring into my existential void through eloquently transitioned images of space dancing across the tv screen ahead of me. But, that was then.
By Courtney Nichols3 years ago in Fiction






