One, Two-Sentence and 50-Word Stories

The following stories are by the students in the 2015-2016 Creative Writing class.

As the metal seeps into my body, I start to collapse. “How could my own hands betray me?”  — Carlo

 

The fumes openly pervade the air, intoxicating mankind’s noses. Meanwhile I must suppress my inner demons, for they are deemed offensive.  — Carlo

Pollution

When my best friend told me he was leaving, I didn’t realize he meant forever.  — Sam

After my family and I came back from the Vatican, my brother’s ex-girlfriend’s dog was no longer scared of my dad.  — Jade

She was always very quiet until one day a rapist forced her to cry for help, but no one ever heard her. — Destiny

quiet girl

Sometimes to be ridden of fear, you must die because of it. — Meghan

Here is the most dangerous animal in the world. His name is human. — Meghan

In this photo taken Monday Oct. 11, 2010, Kevin Richardson, a.k.a. the Lion Whisperer lays with two of his lions in their enclosure at the Kingdom of the White Lion park in Broederstroom, near Johannesburg South Africa. A new film opening in the United States on Friday about a rare white lion who escapes becoming a trophy on a wall is a rare happy ending in a country where more than 1,000 lions are killed legally each year.Kevin Richardson, the man behind the movie, calls himself an "ambassador of lions" and hopes the film will act as one too at a time when foreign tourists are willing to pay up to $40,000 to shoot a big cat.(AP Photo/Denis Farrell)

In this photo taken Monday Oct. 11, 2010, Kevin Richardson, a.k.a. the Lion Whisperer lays with two of his lions in their enclosure at the Kingdom of the White Lion park in Broederstroom, near Johannesburg South Africa. A new film opening in the United States on Friday about a rare white lion who escapes becoming a trophy on a wall is a rare happy ending in a country where more than 1,000 lions are killed legally each year.Kevin Richardson, the man behind the movie, calls himself an “ambassador of lions” and hopes the film will act as one too at a time when foreign tourists are willing to pay up to $40,000 to shoot a big cat.(AP Photo/Denis Farrell)

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Beautiful Woman

by Destiny

Dylan pulled me close. Those crystal eyes were shining as brightly as the stars. “I don’t feel like a woman,” I said sadly looking at my grass-stained dress. Men shouldn’t wear dresses, I thought.

Dylan whispered in my ear, “You are as much a woman to me as I am as much a man to you.”
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Please

by Alyssa

“You must!”  My voice sounds, fragile.

“We do,”  with an artificial assurance as she tightens my restraints.

I am trapped in a blank white room with the torture of my knowledge and people who will not listen to the truth.

The nurse steps back to admire her handiwork, murmuring, “You’re sick, Mona.  Rest your mind,” with a small, haunting smile.

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Don’t Go

by Sam

The wind howling makes him wish he had never left the house.

 “Don’t go,” he whispers, but the wind picks up almost like a child throwing a tantrum, a child he wishes he had.
 You say you have to go.  He knows it’s because you’re scared, which is funny because falling for you never scared him.
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Untitled

by Arooj

She walks around the basement alone. To my eyes, the chairs are empty.

But to her, the chairs are filled with people she wishes were there.

I watch as I crouch in the corner, unnoticed.

She sings and dances to music I cannot hear. She has finally found comfort.

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Silence

by Carlo

He paces across the alley end to end with constant chatter running through his head.

“Please…please go away,” the man begs.

“But we have nowhere to go,” a voice whispers.

“His weakness is talking again,” another voice appears.

“Do not worry.  It will all be over soon,” a third voice states.

“Will someone please shut them up?!” He screams as he drops to his knees in front of the empty vessel with a knife in his hands.
The only solace he could find was the silence of the darkness.

 

 

 

 

 

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