Stories In 6 Words Novels & Stories

Alright, here’s 600 words of completely random, chaotic-yet-readable stuff: --- Have you ever thought about how bizarre it is that bananas are technically berries, but strawberries aren’t? Whoever came up with fruit classification was either a genius or someone with too much time on their hands. Imagine sitting in a botanical conference: “Yes, folks, tomatoes are fruits, cucumbers are fruits, but that thing called a strawberry? Nope, not a berry. Carry on.” It feels like nature is playing an inside joke and we’re just pretending to get it.

he hugs me tighter "But on a serious note I hate that, that was the only reason you wanted to talk to me" "Trust me princess it wasn't ", looking up at him. Desire was written all over his face "I see" Pulling away from the hug, I go pour myself some water. "Fasten your seatbelts, we are about to land" the pilot speaks Running to my seat I fasten my seatbelt. I can't wait to go back home and tell my sister's about my 6 days in America The Jet starts slowing down and we eventually touch the ground. Matt holds his hand out for me and we walk towards the car. Men in suits already waiting for us

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Cheska was 12 years old, Francine was 10 years old and Alexis only 7 years old. "We are going for vacation. Kiss your mother goodbye." I said to them flatly. Marga started crying again but louder this time. Cheska the eldest of the three tried to comfort her, stroking her hair. "Your mama cannot go with us. She has work here. But grandmother needs us back home." I lied. I seldom do but it is always for the good of everyone. "it's okay Mama. You can come and visit us when your work is done, right Papa?" It was Francine.

she said. “I thought that it wouldn’t be as busy as it was in San Francisco but its crazy busy as well. I think people in this country care more about political drama than anything else. Eighty-nine percent of the news content is just politics, politics, politics. I am yet to decide if that’s a good thing or not….” “How about your co-workers,were they friendly?” Her mother asked. “Yes, everyone was friendly,” She lied. Natasha knew that telling her mother about the antagonistic and villain-like Luyando would only make her have unnecessary worries. “I know it’s just the first day but I think people aren’t as scheming as they were back home.”

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 I could not sleep peacefully after what I had read in his email! He wanted me to create a ten thousand words short story, and it's romance. I don't have any idea right now, and no plots are coming to my mind. I check the time, and it's already 10 am. I didn't even type a single word on my laptop. I would like to know why he suddenly asked me to create a story!

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!

Hearing him echo Mom's words, I thought, to them, Sharon already paid the price. So I almost dying was just karma? I dropped my gaze, letting the silence speak. Chuck caught it. First time he looked at me like that—cold. "Yasmine, Coraline's getting old. Why the attitude? "It's been six years. You took Sharon's life and ran with it for over twenty. You can't blame Coraline. Blood's blood. A mom never really lets go of her kid.

Title: "Beyond the Woods: A Tale of Unexpected Love" Word count: 2,098 Once upon a time, in a world where fairy tales mingled with reality, there lived a young woman named Little Headhood. She was known for her vibrant red cloak, which she wore as she ventured through the enchanted woods, delivering treats to her grandmother.

“She’s the last person on my mind when I sleep and my first thought when I wake up. I miss her when I eat, study, sleep. I feel like crying loudly when I go into your bedroom and I see her empty space.” “Honey, but I’m trying my best to fulfill all your requirements. You know you’re my eldest daughter and I love you more than anyone” My dads eyes filled with tears as he spoke to me. “This huge mansion full of furniture and a 100 servants is still empty without mom. These fancy dresses and money can’t replace my mother.” I cried. “There’s no one to look after Anna and Zac. Anna is just 15 and Zac is 10. They need a mother. I totally agree that you’re trying your best and you love me the most