Weird Random Things Novels & Stories

She ultimately didn't know how to act, how to breathe, or how to even define what had suddenly just happened. It was so fast, yet so profoundly shocking, that she couldn't even identify if it was real. Wide-eyed and breathless, she sat in the dim interior of the vehicle, her mind spinning in absolute chaos as she questioned her own senses. Was she dreaming? Had that kiss really just happened? Antonia offered one last, gentle smile, opened the car door, and stepped out into the cool night. As the luxury SUV finally sped away into the dark—carrying a completely dysfunctional, red-faced campus tyrant who forgot how to breathe—Antonia walked toward her front door.

My brows furrowed as I scrolled. It was full of supernatural theories, secret societies. Non-human entities. Stories of men who appeared and disappeared at will. Figures who manipulated reality from behind the scenes. I snorted softly. “This is ridiculous.” I refined the search and tried again. The same nonsense stared back at me. I felt a strange chill crawl up my spine, not fear exactly, but irritation mixed with disbelief. “No,” I said aloud. “That’s not possible. Those things don’t exist.” I dropped the phone onto the desk harder than necessary.

One of the things that makes life such a shitty game, is the random set of rules that are almost always unpredictable. When you're at your usual state of tolerable misery, and something comes to add to the turbulence, you have no choice but to throw the towel. "Pa—pardon me," the troubling turbulence walks in. "Is this the Aid Club..?"

“I see! That’s why it’s fine when we switch spots! “Oh, and there’s another strange thing. I—” Javier was speechless. “Why have you experienced so many strange occurrences? Things like pooping blood and erectile dysfunction have nothing to do with energy balance. Don’t you drag them into this!” How awkward…Wilson chuckled dryly. “No, no, it’s related to the construction site too.”

Everyone jerked their heads toward the sound with flummoxed and surprised expressions. They all couldn't help but look dubiously at the intruder before them. Strange things were happening concurrently. First, the most powerful seal that had been placed around the camp for millenniums was suddenly broken, now without anyone touching the trees, they just came crashing down, these happening all in one day because of this mysterious, uninvited person that seemed to have formed from thin air.

‘’I have this feeling that something great might happen today’’Alexander said to me when we were still having our breakfast. ‘’Really?. What sort of great things could possibly happen today? Don’t tell me that you are living your life full of guesswork?’’I asked him. To me, nothing good or strange would happen, that hasn’t happened before. This means that it’s not the first time for any possible new thing to happen. In fact, I wasn’t pleased or expecting anything. And if at all I was in any expectation or the other, it wouldn’t definitely be about my father. ‘’No, actually. I just got this strange feeling today. It rarely comes, anyway, and thus, whenever it comes, it simply means that somet

I'm just here for a quick fun. I began to type in some of my interests that I'd always type in. My usual interests which are New York, food, gummy worms, green tea, cherub, books, art, and the last part was something I've never typed before, I typed in Gage Stockholm. Yes I typed in Gage Stockholm and I don't know why. You're chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You both like books Stranger: do u like books about sex? You have disconnected.

I sighed, "Yeah sure. Wait! No. That's cheating, you can't steal my dialogue. Make one for yourself." He thought for a few minutes, unconsciously still kicking that pebble. "How about this? We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we unite with them and fall in a mutual weirdness and call it love."

Such a sad fate. "You seem to have a lot on your mind, mate. Me too though. How about we do this, I tell you all of my problems and you tell me yours. After that, we agree never to meet again." Plain absurdity. He stared in disbelief at this man whose weirdness seemed to increase as time went by. Why would you want to tell your problems t a random person? "No, I don't want to do that." He replied shortly after he tried to measure the ludicrousness of the situation. It was immense.

At first, when I noticed there was something off, I didn’t think much about it until I suddenly started feeling weird, and it got worse to the point that I didn’t remember doing anything. Like I didn’t remember changing my clothes but when I got myself back, I was in an all-black fit and I typed things on my laptop that I didn’t even remember doing. I found it odd, of course I did but I didn’t do anything and spent the whole of yesterday locked up in my room trying to figure out what was wrong with me.