Young Adult
Tales on London #10
The room was perfectly dark and almost as silent. The men could hear their own heartbeats. It was also very cold and felt big, but of course, they couldn't be sure about that last one. It smelled very bad, like rotten flesh and urine and stool, among other things.
By John H. Knight3 years ago in Fiction
Laughter and Love: The Story of Terry and Trixie's Dinosaur Family
Once upon a time, in a land far distance with beautiful surrounding, far away, there lived a group of dinosaurs. These dinosaurs were not your ordinary, run-of-the-mill creatures - they were special, because they were all incredibly funny and loved to play pranks on one another.
By Saira Banu L3 years ago in Fiction
The Trouble with the Homework?!
After the holidays are over, the new year has just started. I hope this year is going to be better than the last one. I have to go back to school. And yes, there's going to be lots of work to catch up on before the summer starts. At least I did some homework, brain exercise sheets, from my psychology.
By Meghan LeVaughn 3 years ago in Fiction
Always, You & I
He stood on the other side of the hotel room, looking out onto the small town through the old, tattered blinds that were barely keeping us hidden in the small room. His body was shifted towards the side, almost as if he was trying to keep on eye on the outdoors and myself at the same time. His gun rested on the old table just inches from his grasp.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Fiction
From Zero to Hero: A Story of Personal Finance
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Jack who had just graduated from college. He had a good job and was excited to start his adult life, but he didn't know much about personal finance. He was living paycheck to paycheck and had a lot of credit card debt. He was just trying to keep up with his friends and their lifestyle, which included eating out at fancy restaurants and buying expensive gadgets.
By Saira Banu L3 years ago in Fiction
The Druid of the Forest: A Tale of Magic and Adventure
Once upon a time, in a land called Eldrida, there lived a young girl named Elara. She was born into a family of powerful sorcerers and was expected to continue the family tradition of mastering the arcane arts. However, Elara had other plans. She had always felt a strong connection to nature and had a deep love for animals.
By Saira Banu L3 years ago in Fiction
Upgrade
The aroma of onions and herbs surrounded me as I walked inside of my home. I reveled in it for a minute before cursing myself for not reminding Lucas that he didn’t need to cook today. I set my laptop bag down on the couch and made my way to the kitchen. Lucas was blasting some indie pop song I didn’t recognize and was singing along, gently moving his hips to the beat while he sauteed something. I couldn’t help but to giggle a bit and he immediately turned away from the stove to face me.
By Imani Walton3 years ago in Fiction
Human Made
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled in the heart of a sprawling forest, there lived a humble blacksmith named Jack. Jack was a skilled craftsman, known throughout the village for his ability to create beautiful and intricate pieces from the raw materials that he gathered from the forest.
By Doodle Adorn3 years ago in Fiction
Unicorn slippers to the rescue
The heads on my unicorn slippers bobbed up and down as I quickly made my way to the elevator. I needed to get to the 5th floor as soon as possible. My best friend Ian was not answering his phone and I needed to talk to him NOW! When I made it to the elevator, I pushed the up arrow and waited for the elevator to come. I jumped up and down slightly, starting to panic. It was morning, and I knew many people would be taking the elevator down to the lobby for the free breakfast. I was about to give up and take the stairs when the elevator finally showed up. I pressed the button for the 5th floor as quickly as I could. As the elevator made its way from the 2nd floor to the 5th, I prayed that it would not stop until it got there. Since most people were going down and my elevator was going up it was not needed by anyone else. I checked my phone again. Ian had not messaged or called me back. My panic grew. Then, in a quick turn of emotions, I quietly thanked God as the elevator stopped at the 5th floor. Then the heads on my unicorn slippers resumed bobbing up and down again as I ran as fast as I could down the hotel hallway. After what seemed like five years, I was finally standing in front of room 508. I pounded on the door. I was relieved when the door opened quickly and my friend Paul was standing in front of me. I pushed past him and looked around. I didn't see Ian at first, so I asked where he was. Paul pointed towards one of the beds in the hotel suite. Ian is not known for being an early riser, and I wondered if whoever got into his account knew this. I quickly woke him up and yelled, "Reset your password!" He quickly popped his head up from the pillow and stared at me with a confused look on his face. “Reset your password." I said again, but this time I said it in a normal speaking voice. He asked me what I was talking about. I explained to him that there had been several posts on his Instagram account that I knew did not come from him. He quickly grabbed his phone off of the nightstand. I watched his eyes widen, and his jaw drop as he looked at his phone. We sat there in silent for a moment as he kept his eyes locked onto his phone. Then, after about 10 minutes or so, he told me that he had deleted everything the hacker had posted, and he had reset his password. I asked him if he thought there would be any fallout from the post. He told me he didn't think so. Ian is a track star. At the time, he was ranked as one of the fastest high school runners in the county. Part of being in sports, especially in high school, included taking a lot of drug tests. Whoever had hacked Ian's account had posted a bunch of pictures of marijuana and memes about smoking pot. This may not seem like that big of a deal especially for a high school student but because of Ian's involvement in the track team and his plan to get a college scholarship these posts could do damage to his future. Since I've gotten this far into the story, it's probably time to give you more context. During the time of this story, Ian and I were on a church trip with our high-school youth group. Every summer, our church's youth group goes on a five day long trip. Sometimes, it's a camping trip or beach trip. This year, we went on a two hour drive to Los Angeles/ Hollywood. This event that I’m currently telling you about happened on the morning of the third day during this trip. Our hotel was in Hollywood so a lot of the activities that we had done in the past two days had been on our around Hollywood Boulevard. We had been happy Los Angeles tourists, but now we were in the middle of a bunch of drama. It didn't take Ian very long to figure out that sense he had not gotten any security alerts from Instagram sent to his email. His account had been accessed with his phone since it was the only place he had already logged in. It had to have been done by somebody on the trip. This first post that the hacker posted to his account was posted at 12:43 AM. The room that Ian was staying in had gone lights out at 11:00 Pm. The youth leader who was staying in the suit with Ian's group was Kyle. Everyone thought highly of Kyle he was a lot of fun and was always making corny jokes, but he was known to stick to the rules and since the schedule said lights were to be out at 11pm, Kyle had turned the lights out as soon as the number 11 appeared on the clock.
By Christina Epperly3 years ago in Fiction
