Crazy Noisy Bizarre Town Novels & Stories

I looked to my side to see a slim guy wearing glasses approaching my way. Great, so much for a cliché but my neighbor is the nerd guy who loves to wear loose t-shirts and doesn’t have a good sense of hairstyle. “Hey,” I replied faking a smile. “Finally, there’s a new guy in town.” He uttered finally catching up to me. “This town’s becoming pretty boring. It’s always the same person year after year. I couldn’t wait to graduate high school and leave this boring town.” He went on essentially telling me that there’s nothing fun to do in this town. I was just thinking it and I don’t want to believe it but now, this guy came and basically told me this town’s boring as fuck.

I don't even know your brother, so why are you forcing this fantasy onto me? I honestly thought that even if Karen had problems with her brain, at least her hearing still worked. I'd already made myself crystal clear. Anyone with even a shred of dignity should have stopped pestering me by now. But I had still underestimated just how insane she was. Her expression shifted slightly before quickly returning to normal.

The Empty House The town was silent. Too silent. Elena hated it immediately. Most towns had sounds. Dogs barking. People talking. Cars moving. Something. Anything. This place had nothing. Just empty streets. Dark windows. And the cold wind moving through abandoned buildings. Then another pulse rolled across the sky. BOOOOOOOOM. The golden crack flashed. For a moment, the entire town glowed. Then darkness returned. Elena tightened her coat. Something about this place felt wrong.

“Casablanca. Business class. I want you to spend the next six months with me.” I froze. “You’re insane.”

We stopped in our tracks. The town was still swirling in red dust and Dirt-born madness. The air hissed with static. Somewhere behind us, a skeletal bride twirled slowly in the intersection, her empty eye sockets facing no one, her veil torn and flicking through the air like seaweed in water. A patch of green sludge burbled against a brick wall nearby, leaving a trail that steamed and sizzled. But these two just stood there. Talking. Like they were discussing sports scores.

Laughing too loud at something someone said. Smiling with too much teeth. Too much effort. Trying too hard. She hadn’t seen him yet. But everyone else had. Old Hank gave him a slow nod. Jake stiffened like trouble just walked in. And then Mads nudged her. “Alli,” she said under her breath. And when Alli turned— Their eyes met. Everything else went quiet. Not literally—the jukebox still played, some drunken guy laughed in the corner, and someone hollered for another pitcher—but in his world?

Good Night Alice :) Alice closes his phone and immediately put the object back on his desk. He closed his eyes again and immediately entered his dreamland while trying not to be affected by strange noises from above his house. The sounds he heard every night, were similar to screams. . However, often like the sound of crying. Alice never asked about it to her mother-Bertha. But middle-aged women who become mother was always saying that he should ignore the voice. she wanted to get out of the kama he thought and looked at the snow, but he felt it would be best if he listened to what Xander had to say to him at this point. Don't go out and stay in the house.

Tiger nodded, he didn't look worried at all, even though Syila who saw it was already scared, horrified. “Ma, tell Evan to stop, Ma! Their condition is bad, Ma. Next week, Evan is also getting married, Mama really has the heart to let Evan look ugly on his wedding day. Please, Ma!” Syila begged while holding Riri's hand and even shaking it. Riri just gave up, she walked out with Raffa, Syila, and Tiger, and the scenery outside made them stunned. *** “AHHH ... slowly my dear!” “It's been very slow you know,” Syila grumbled not knowing what else to do.

He bang his fist in the table and walk out too. Hmmn Quiet. A drama too! ***