Someone Who Cares- the complete story


Chapter 1: A New Place
I'm John Finn. I was your typical mid-30s loser. I grew up in a poor city in a very poor neighborhood where we had to constantly get help from welfare to survive. If you are ever caught in the welfare net it is almost impossible to escape, if not for one fateful whim I would be still stuck in the slum.

Time on My Hands Chapter 45 - 361-362 CE: The End of Alpes Graiae Et Poeninae

Time on My Hands

Chapter 45: 361-362 CE: The End of Alpes Graiae Et Poeninae

"Not only do I learn human languages, I can speak with all animals," Raben explained. "I use ravens as my eyes, I can see what they see, I can hear what they hear. They scout for us. In return we see they are fed and sheltered and we attend to any wounds they might suffer."

Needless to say the natives were quite unnerved by what Raben told them but the ravens did seem to be talking to him. Raben stayed ashore that night. The next morning all but 1 ship set out to scout the other islands. The natives were amazed as Raben answered their every question and they answered most of his. Each day more natives arrived until by the end of the third day they had a representative from every village present.

Tommy - The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl? - Chapter 133


Tommy
The Trials and Tribulations of a Girl?

A Novel By Teddie S.

Copyright © 2018 Teddie S.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 133
Mr. Yazzie, a bracelet, and a Bonfire.
Mr. Yazzie where are you? ~o~O~o~ The Yei spirits. ~o~O~o~ A good bonfire! ~o~O~o~ Ajie felt the spirits?

Gabriel's Mistake

Gabriel was a stalker. He spent his days following the school's hot chicks, finding out where they lived so he could spy on them. He had a real talent for following girls without them knowing. They were always fooled into thinking he was just another pedestrian, walking home from school, not doing anything wrong. But they didn't know his habit of putting cameras outside the girls' windows to catch videos of them changing.

I’m PROUD of who I am!

I’m PROUD of who I am!

Taboo, Stigma, Prejudice - does hitting someone with those labels make YOU fell clever, smart or better. It kills some people. Zombifies others. Would YOU like it back at you? I can cope - I've gone past the hate.

We all know the situation, when the story just keeps going. So here’s one five-time escapee from the AP-500 bundle.

Who the hell am I? Book 2 Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Helen Smith's POV

“So you're telling me that I have to prove my relationship to Jesse and even then I would have to prove that I am a better guardian than her grandfather?” I said irately to Karen's lawyer, Sheila.

I had arrived in Adelaide two hours ago, getting here as quickly as I could. After my meeting with Karen and Sheila I was jumping into a limo to travel to Mildura. I wanted to meet my niece immediately and every delay was irritating me. I couldn't believe the nonsense I was hearing. There had to be a way to protect Jesse.

To Be or Not to Be, That is the Existential Question: Chapter 3

"To Be or Not to Be, That is the Existential Question" If given the power of a comic book superhero, is that person obligated to play the part for the greater good?

To Be or Not to Be, That is the Existential Question

Chapter 3: Who Am I to Be

Last Time:

"Fair enough Doc. My new name is Glenyth, Glenyth Aonani Larsen, and it's nice to meet you too.

The doctor says, "Good to know, now we can get your papers ready. It won't take too long. The results of the blood tests will take a couple of days to a week. But you can come back for that."

Jail Bait

Lately I had actually enjoyed going to school. It had started when a group of documentary filmers had chosen our school to do a documentary about every-day high school life. This would be their fifth week here. The first week everyone tried to get their attention. They strongly discouraged that. Their goal was to be as unnoticeable as possible. Blending in into the background while filming with their carefully disguised cameras, as well as some fixed cameras. By the fourth week they had succeeded quite well. The students didn’t take more notice of them than they did of the poster for the Chess club’s next game in the state championships. Quite a pity, I had spent quite a lot of time making that poster.

So given that the film team wasn’t interested in any drama queens why did my best friend Phil come to school dressed as a girl?

Anchors Aweigh – 3 Roberta Has Set Sails


Anchors Aweigh – 3
Roberta Has Set Sails



By Jessica C


Sandy looks to Kristyn, “One outfit will be for the holidays. Everyone thinks you’ll be cute in a holiday outfit. I even saw one earlier this week that I thought you’d be extra cute in.”

The Observers Group, Chapters 12, 13

Chapter 12.

Mason raised an eyebrow. "Third person? How'd you get a third person in this slasher film?"

Sarah nodded. "There were three people in this apartment at the time of the crime. There were a murderer and a couple. The couple was in bed together."

"That's a lot of guesses, Bishop."

Sarah shook her head and said, "No guesses, Mason. Two people spent a lot of time in this apartment together. One lived there full-time. The second person was a regular visitor."

Confessions of a Train Passenger

[This story is based upon a conversation I overheard the on the train to work in 2011].

“Hi Wendy. I’ve not seen you on this train for a while?”

“Oh, hi Kylie. Yeah, I’ve been at the branch in Slough for the past few months. I could drive there in twenty minutes from home. Now I’m working in Reading for the next six months. The assistant manager is off on maternity leave. So here I am on the commuter express that stops at every station!”

“How are your kids?”

“Davy is a real handful. All he wants to do is play football.”

Olivia and Saige vs. Miss Johnson, Part 10

Olivia pushed Miss Johnson aside and ran out of the cafeteria, with Bailey right on her heels. Yelling for vengeance, Miss Johnson followed right behind them. She chased Olivia and Bailey out of the front doors and towards the hotel.

Olivia had never ran harder in her life. Her arms were running like windmills, and her breasts were swinging around like mad. She wished she had a bra to give herself some support. But it hardly mattered. All that mattered was that Olivia and Bailey would lead Miss Johnson into their trap.

"I’ve done 25 – will I get to 26? Is it over."

"I’ve done 25 – will I get to 26? Is it over."

If these were lyrics they could be better – but I’m doing this My Way – or the highway – or the low way. And sorry – it may sound like this is going to be a suicide story – but – nope – not this time.

The 25th AP-500 story - and none has, yet ,been borrowed or adapted - come on, folks and folkesses,


Dancing to a New Beat 53

CHAPTER 53
It was an awkward time for a few days. It wasn’t that Elaine’s family made Blake and me feel unwelcome, though. Far from it: we were enfolded in their family like something out of a bad Star Trek film. Twm had returned much later than Eric, and Sarah simply ignored him when he claimed not to be hungry, making a small dent in our breakfast supplies. I conveyed the news to my own mother after Twm had played proud grandfather. He had been adamant.

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