Category: Short Stories
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No-Clipped
It was a Friday afternoon; Wall and Bob were sprawled on the worn, comfortable couch in Shunk’s living room, their eyes glued to the vibrant screen of the old Nintendo 64 as Bob maneuvered Mario through the colourful, pixelated world of Super Mario 64. The room was filled with the familiar sound of cheerful chimes…
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The Brief Conversation
Chuck was lonely, but that wasn’t unusual. He was always lonely. He didn’t have a family, to speak of. Why would he? That was the first thing he knew, as he popped into existence. He looked about, and found he had all the knowledge in the world. It was an interesting feeling. F E E…
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The Silhouetted Ball – Ch. 2
“What? Why?” My eyebrows furrow. “Just do it! It’ll be easier to outrun them!” It feels awkward, but I do it anyway. And then he starts running again. If we weren’t in a life-or-death situation right now, this would be kind of fun. I resist the urge to laugh, the adrenaline and fear…
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The Karma Police
. “What do we do with this one, Mr Todd?” I ask my boss. “What did he do?” he replies. “He punched someone, but they were being homophobic to his sister”, I summarised what I had seen on my screen. “Hmm. Just make him trip on the way home or something. Not too extreme.” “Okay.” I tap the trip…
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Forevermore
I watched as dust filled his lungs; he was coughing the last air he had out. Still conscious, his large, emerald-green eyes shot around, looking at me desperately. I watched helplessly as he took his last breaths, tears falling as I desperately try to find a way into the room. I tried to scream but…
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My Once Vibrant World
My heart was pounding so hard I could feel its rhythm in my feet, my eyes were cloudy, andmy head was light, there was no getting myself out this time. This was the end.I shot upright in my bed, sweat dripping down my face, in a complete daze.“PERCY”… My heartrate was reaching dangerous speeds as…
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Fires for the Forsaken
CHAPTER 1: {An Unforgiving World} Silence, introspection. The world around him was black, like an empty void. As if time in of itself was at a stand-still, the silence was almost deafening. He tried to calculate an answer to why this could be but to no avail. However, he was able to conclude one thing:…
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The Silhouetted Ball – Ch. 1
I spin around as sirens sound overhead. “Mum?” I breathe, running over to her. She grabs my hands. “We need to be quiet, my beautiful girl. Follow me.” She guides me through our house. I’m so confused I follow her blindly. “What’s going on?” I whisper. Red lights flash all around our…
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The Island and the Men
The boat pulled up to the rocky beach of the island. It was a clear, warm-but-not-too-hot day. The waves sloshed against the boat’s wooden hull. The men in the boat stepped out and stood on the shore. They decided to hike inland a bit. After about an hour, they became quite thirsty and presently found…
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The Investor
Miles Rodenberry was a property investor. He bought houses, kept them for a couple of years, and sold them on for three times the amount of money he’d acquired them for. He lived richly and happily. So, imagine his surprise when scrolling through a real estate website, he found a listing that read as follows:…
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The Crooked Tree
A fable based on a fable. When I was a boy, there was a forest on the edge of my suburb in the far west of Geelong – a young forest, just like me, with baby trees that had sprung up after a bushfire. Life was confusing for little me; I felt out of step…