Crazy Noisy Bizarre Town Novels & Stories

Maybe being the son of a town hall leader puts your name a little above a pedestal. I suddenly remember the letters I’m taking with me. Its papers seem to have colored yellowish, signifying how much time has passed since it was first written. If people already knew of the location of the Kurim, then how did the waiting for its return turn into years? Do the people living here have settled enough for the life they have in this small town? If they have settled for the small life they have here, then what keeps my mother feeling caught up in the middle between herself and her own mind?

BEEP BEEP The alarm blarred loudly filling the whole room with it's deafening noise,Sally grunted and smacked it lazily before rolling in bed while cuddling the duvet. “You did it again, blaming the devil for your heavy lazy ass” Celine yelled while creaking the door open. “Five more minutes” Sally grunted while coiling up in bed like a snake. Celine flipped over the duvet and eyed Sally straddling her hips,Sally squinted her eyes before sitting fown

When she returned, she checked the mailbox on a whim. There was something inside. It was a postcard. The postcard was from the South City. Rachel had never been there, but she could tell from the scenery on the postcard that it was a beautiful little mountain town. There was no sender's name or address, making Rachel even more puzzled. What really confused her was the content of the postcard. It had no words—just a picture of a strange animal. It looked like a horse but also a deer, like a tiger but also a bear—an abstract, bizarre creature.

Bored. This was not a safe situation for someone like me. Bad things happen when I'm bored. I have a tendency to dabble in hostile takeovers when I need something to get my adrenaline going. Or I'll go out and pick up three women and introduce them to each other in the dirtiest way possible.

I will never need qualifications, so in my mind I will never need school. Yesterday we went on a brief tour around the town, although there wasn't much to see. I find it hilarious in the way that nearly everything in this town is called 'Lupine Peak' something. Seriously, even the tiny cinema with only two screens is named after the quaint pintsize town. A few people milled around, glancing curiously at me and nodding respectfully to Tammy, and I could not help but notice how different everything is here. It's as if I stepped back in time, where little clans of people have their own separate land, before cities were ever created. It sure is significantly quiet up here, but sometimes quiet is

Kailey said fiercely with a malicious expression. Susan patted Kailey on the shoulder and consoled her. “Don’t worry, I won’t let this ungrateful brat off easily.” She never expected that Renea, who used to be submissive and obedient, would suddenly turn against them. She was determined to get rid of Renea because she believed leaving her around would only lead to endless troubles. The river Town was the most chaotic and poorest place in Z city. The old residential area was dilapidated, with the trash scattered everywhere. An intense foul smell even filled the air.

(eg when Kayley speaks, the format will be as this: Kayley ~ “Mike, what an awesome surprise. Where have you been?” Full adaptation will be dependent on the popularity of the old Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of My Crazy Normal. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ******************** I have never been a normal person; I have never done things the normal way, I have never lived by any of the normal rules or even met people the normal way. My normal is crazy, and I only live by my crazy rules. My name is Kaylee. This is my story, the story of my crazy normal world.

Exhale. "See you, freak!" The girls laugh as they make their exit. I am left there brushing off lipstick-stained tissues. "Life is kidding me," I can only sigh. ------- Narration... In a classic coffee shop outside town, Tom waits for his wife patiently. He is reading a fresh newspaper that features the peaceful town of Trenfor which has zero crime rate for the past three decades. The feature story also talks about the families that run the town for generations, the growing business centers, the lively party hubs, and all the good stuff.

An air of festivity soon filled the town. Since Casper agreed to take in rogues after Nate was mated to one, the town was busier than ever. The stench of common folk stagnated in the air. You could scarce take a step without falling over a rogue. A particularly ragged one stood in our path, clutching her heavily pregnant belly. Her chestnut hair fell in ratty, frizzy waves down her back. Dark rings under her eyes stood out against her pallid skin.

Therefore, the curfew stood as a very plausible reason behind the deadness here. When we got to town, my suspicion was confirmed, although not in the manner which I bore witness to. The town had been torn apart. Ripped, raided, destroyed. People were throwing punches, clubbing and rendering all manner of assaults on one another. A good number of buildings were set ablaze, throwing out a thick cloud of smoke. My driver didn't need to be told to kill the engine. "Wait here. But if it gets messy, leave immediately," I said before stepping out of the car. Everywhere smelt of disarray. This couldn’t be real. This form of chaos only happened in dystopian movies. Not real life!