Anecdotal Stories Novels & Stories

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

I'm so glad to see you again, dear reader... Today, I'm sharing a few stories from my more inactive friends. Well, maybe we're all just too busy these days to visit each other so I won't complain. They are a bit light, not as scary. But then again, I may be wrong... This time, there are three stories all in all! What a treat! I hope you enjoy them! And remember, not all of the stories I tell you are true.

A new post from the same anonymous account. "That was just the beginning. Over the next few days, I'll be posting more of Lila's stories. Stories about other guys at school. You might even find yourself in one of them. Stay tuned to see just how perverted Lila Richmond really is." My hands were shaking. This person did not just have one story. They had multiple stories. Stories about different people. I had written so many over the past year. Stories to process my confusing feelings. Stories about Ryan. Stories about Derek before I knew him. Stories about random guys I found attractive. Stories that were never meant to be read by anyone.

I quickly ran and took my father along with me and stood outside the bedroom and peeped through the side of the door. “Come and sit here with me. Let's have some fresh lemonade together.” Said Caroline sweetly. “Lemonade! That’s my favorite” Zac exclamied. My father was confused but I asked him to stay quiet and notice everything “I'll go and get it for you.” Caroline moved towards the table and looked back towards the door. I hid back all of a sudden. She noticed that nobody was standing and then looked at Zac once and smiled. Then she turned around and took out a small bottle out of her pocket which had a colorless liquid inside it. She poured it in one of the glasses and mixed it quickly.

"Thank goodness I wasn't born back then." "I only heard about it too." Zack says. "my grandma told me. She was told by her grandma who in turn was also told by her grandma." "Like some kind of inheritance." I blink. "Most parents like telling the stories to their children." Liliana adds. "It's like folktales, but we all know it's true." "I have, once." Amelia says, and all head snaps to her. "You have?" Janny gasps. "How many years are you for real?"

My dad stated, placing a plate of hamburgers and chicken on the table. Dinner was enjoyable filled with great conversation and too many embarrassing stories. It seemed like whenever I thought it couldn’t get any worse, my mom or dad pulled out another embarrassing story. It wasn’t any better for Sarah, as most of my embarrassing stories involved her. Surprisingly, many of the stories Tyler had never heard before, so Jake and Tyler had some good laughs. The story of Sarah and I running naked home from going skinny dipping in a neighbor’s pool was not even the most embarrassing story of the night but definitely got a good laugh from everyone.

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

The accident and criminal rates in Torben City were minimal because the residents obeyed the rules and were disciplined. While waiting, Grace and Adro had a conversation. Unexpectedly, even though they came from different worlds and eras, they could talk in sync. However, they only talked about light things and shared about the condition of their worlds because each of them didn’t want to touch on each other's personal lives. "From your explanation, I think you came from a fairytale land," Grace concluded. "Fairytale?" Adro repeated. Grace nodded. "Fairy tales are fictional stories to entertain people, mostly kids. A fairytale contains magical and various other nonsensical things. There are

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

The above sentences are the thoughts of the author about what he thinks, but it is my duty to tell all the things he has in his mind. The space science and the beginning of the human era, why I always talk about the past, why I'm interested in the dead stories, why I tell a tale of another time, why I don't like the present and, also why I'm not narrating about those dumbasses who were about to close the mysterious case of random killing by an unidentified criminal (creature)? You might have so many questions and confusions about the fact that I puzzle a simple story in what we call a Riddle…? But you can still believe in me that I'll give you a gift tomorrow.