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A London underground station The last train had departed. All the customers had left. The station had completed its timetable. It now was closing time. The station master had left the office and locked up. He was glad to have finished another long day at work and that he could go home and get some rest. Having made sure that all staff and travellers had left, he was heading towards the gate ready to lock up. Before he reached it, he noticed a man sleeping on the floor. The man was lying in a sleeping bag. He knew straight away that the man...
Weekly Contest #137
Everytime I look at pictures of her, I cant help but look back on the past. They bring back good memories of her. But they also bring back sad ones to. My name is Augustijin Dom. During my teenage years, I was fortunate, or rather unfortunate, to have experienced the second World War. It was a frightful experience I can tell you that, as well as other youngsters who had to bare witness to it all. One good thing about it is that I was not old enough to have legally fought in it, which is a relief as I heard about the horrors of men that di...
Weekly Contest #97
My name is Matt. And at this present moment, I am trying to solve a mystery here. It’s a rather unusual one at that as well. For the past hour, I have noticed something rather peculiar in our home… The window has been shattered. How did this happen? Why did this happen? Did we have a break in in our home? I mean the window is broken alright, but I don’t see anything that the person who broke in taking anything at all. I’ve already search the entire house. Money, TV, etc. They didn’t take anything! Least of all, my porno mags! Thank god t...
Weekly Contest #92
This is it. I have completed it. The final stage. At this moment, I have fallen asleep for what will almost certainly be the last time ever. This time I will truly be asleep. Forever Upon saying these words I have completed an eventful journey. One that has been most remarkable. Over the last few months I have not been well and have been told that I have an incurable illness and that the end was evitable. I would be dead before long. Well the sad thing is we all have to die someday. I know its terrifying for us all to know about that the...
Weekly Contest #88
Bella was a princess. She was the daughter of the king of Aristroconima. It was a kingdom which was a magical kingdom with skies that were always beautiful in the morning with birds singing in the air, lovely buildings in the city which were of multi colours and happy go lucky townsfolk who were always in good moods however poor they were and always keen and kind to happy strangers. Bella's father was the king of the land and was very wise and intelligent and unlike most monarchs he always listened to peoples ideas and was not a king who wa...
Weekly Contest #80
Date: November 22nd 1963 Location: Dallas, Texas “Is he here yet?” I ask my mother with impatience. “Not yet sweetie” she replies. “When, will he be here”, I ask. “Well he’s due to arrive soon so just hold in the excitement until it happens”. My name is Paul. I am an eight year old boy and my family is here for a special event. Today me and all the whole in Dallas are gathered here because someone very special is going to be coming here. Probably the most famous person in the whole of America. Who would that be you ask? Well from what my...
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