by Scott Harper
Shyla started to glance over at Bernard, but the sight before them drew her attention fully again before she could look at the man by her side. “It’s worse than we thought,” she whispered, keeping her voice low, though she knew there was no chance of being overheard due the noise the multitude below was making.
Bernard flinched at the sound of her voice. When he didn’t answer, she finally looked at him, repeating her words. His pale green eyes wide with horror. He only nodded.
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My father was a very wealthy man. My mother had died years ago and I was the only child. My father bought a vacation home out in the countryside of South Dakota. We had been visiting there for many years, always in December. Each year we came, I wanted to explore the forest that surrounded our countryside home. I had asked my father many times if we could go into the woods just once. He always replied with an "I'm to busy today" or "maybe some other time". I felt so let down when I heard those words. I always thought he bought a vacation home so he could relax. We came to the cabin every Christmas, but this Christmas I wanted to go in the woods. I was determined. It felt like something was pulling me toward the Forrest. Little did I know my life was about to change drastically, forever. Let the lesson of my story stay in your mind; always...Never go venturing in the forest at night alone. Or for that matter-anywhere, you never know what might happen.
I was sitting in front of the fireplace having a warm cup of tea, when I discovered that I could leave to explore the Forrest and be back before my dear father even found out! A huge grin fell upon my face as I pulled my cup of tea closer. My chair felt so cozy this year. It was a soft, fluffy, red chair. I snuggled close to it and took a nap because I knew my father wouldn't fall asleep until the early morning hours. I awoke to a burnt out fire and covers draped over my body. I thought to myself, father must have gone to bed. Once again the satisfying smirk came across my face. I slowly and carefully got up, making sure not to awaken my father. I peeked out of the window and much to my surprise, snow was coming down! I could feel the look of frustration overcome my face. "No matter, I'm still going" I said to myself.
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By Conner LaMontagne
Category: Short story / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 167 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 167
BE THIS TALE'S TOP
and see your name on this scroll
As soon I stepped a foot in my dorm, my phone rang loudly. I was so tired I don’t even bother to look at the caller ID. “What?”I said, throwing myself to the bed. “Is that how you talk to your best friend?”a female voice said teasingly. “First of all, I’m not you best friend ‘cause we only met two days ago. Second, I’m really, really tired. Can you just tell me what you want?”
I just know she’s making faces right now. Now, I’ve wished I’ve looked at the caller ID. When she didn’t say anything, “Carmel I-“Is it true you were asked to become a knight?”
Category: Novel / Cumulative Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 29 / Month's Earnings: $0.00 Rank: 29
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