Romans & histoires Funny Weird Stories

CHAPTER 1 Still couldn’t believe it. The idea of being abducted by an Space Alien wasn’t something I had put much stock in, ever. All those people talking about it in those Weird TV shows and cheap shit tabloids always had me laughing and brushing them aside as drunken delusions. And now here I was, in my own drunken delusion, only I wasn’t drunk and sure as hell not deluded. This was no dream either. I don’t know how long it had been, but I know I had been asleep and awake for more than a dozen times, and I always woke

“Are you freaking kidding me?!” Mike blurted out. “Nope, and don’t yell. You’ll scare the fish.” “So, you are trying to make me believe that there is some kind of weird, supernatural zoo on the base?” “Yes, because there is. I have seen some of these things, and you would not believe some of them. I don’t believe some of them, and I saw them. I even had a pair of pants shredded by a chupacabra, and I don’t mean the dog-looking one. I am talking about the freaky, flying lizard, kangaroo kind of thing. It was the most bizarre thing I have ever seen in my life. On the bright side, Wren got me three new pairs of pants to replace the one that was shredded. I think he even felt bad that I had to c

One I swear would send the boy to the moon if Dad was not holding on to him. No stifling the snort of my laugh or give of my knees on that one. Just as soon as I think it’s going to end, and the small café becomes a bright but small place of nothing more than held breaths as the trailing fart rares right back up again. Leaving Dad to drop his head on the counter. “You’ve never told Dad about barking spiders, Wee Man?” I manage a half straight face, probably as red as Dad, when I ask the all together happier kid making squishy sounds in his full britches.

Stranded, no rules? Thea laughed, sipping her water. “Wild. You gotta get creative to survive.” Jon raised an eyebrow, sitting beside her. “Creative, huh? Sounds like a story.” Adam grinned. “Let’s just say we kept each other… entertained.” Nate chuckled. “Oh, I bet. Spill it.” Thea leaned back, a familiar sparkle in her eyes. “What happens on a deserted island stays on the island, right?” Jon’s gaze darkened, intrigued. “Not always. I’m into stories like that. Ever try an orgy? Threesomes, foursomes… gets the blood pumping.”

I take a deep breath as I feel the sand under my feet. I couldn't help but think of what this meant, he didn't want to be friends, and I didn't want to be together…so where did that leave us? Then this crazy, crazy explanation for this meltdown he had right after I told him I hated him. Well, whatever that was… I'd have to ask my uncle about those Haida stories about people shifting into creatures…but then again they are just ‘made up’ stories— I just couldn't shake those horrific sounds, Kol in pain and him telling me to shoot to kill him. It all didn't make any sense.

Tristan looked at Xander then nodded, "I've been to his place several times. He told me many things about the world he used to live in. He also said that there was an incident in their world that made them have to come down to this Earth!" "I'm still not even sure that 'Siren' is a reality!" Xander muttered, making Tristan look at the man. He smiled "That's because you chose to spend your day as a human at Xander's school, and you don't have much adventure to different parts of this earth. If I can share your experiences, what I conclude is. This earth is not only filled with humans or ghosts, but there are also creatures that come from other dimensions. They are real, not just a hoax. Many

That did the trick, and finally, no one was gazing at the werefox, no matter how puzzled or worried they were inside. However, after another 5 minutes had passed, Sean stood abruptly from his seat. “I’m going to die!” he cried out, drawing his classmates’ attention and that of the teacher's, of course. “Stop making trouble, kiddo.” The teacher frowned. “But I can’t. I can’t bear it anymore. It’s not my fault that I’m incredibly horny!" A tear rolled down his cheek, and he sniffled. His revelation stunned the class into silence. “What did you just say?” the teacher asked with widened eyes.

Max smiles, “You build blanket forts, you tell jokes, you know how to ballroom dance.” “I don’t tell jokes,” I explain. “Chad said you do. Lucy told him some of the jokes. It made them laugh,” Max replies. Curious, he asks, “Could I hear one?” I shake my head, “It was corny jokes to cheer her up is all. It was, “Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.” Things most kids hear on a playground.” Max looks disappointed. Taking a deep breath, I say, “A cheeseburger walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve food here”.”

One of the trees even seemed alive, its branch reaching out to them. If this scene was not jaw-dropping, then what? Son of vegetables. He could no longer understand this world. His human brain only knew he was witnessing something out of the norms. A weird march where the participants don't tire, as if they have unlimited stamina. A type of creature called werehorses that previously only lived in myths, folktales, and horror stories. A giant rock... which should be the most normal out of all the abnormalities he had seen. A, scratch that, many gigantic trees beyond the tall rock... with one of the trees currently attempting a normal 'hi' with the people below.

Needless to say, he made any story including those that would normally be tagged as boring, sound like the most intriguing stories in the world. So, while everyone sat and fed on some freshly grilled meat mixed with vegetables, (which by the way, made Wilson feel insecure because it could easily attract any flesh eating beasts), the old man told stories after stories of the days back. Some were about his personal experiences and most were stories he had heard, true or untrue. "Do you know the full story behind this broken tar road?" The old man started after chewing on a large chunk of meat and drinking some water. Wine was intoxicating bad it was a terrible idea to drink in the wild. It was