Creative Story: Lobito
.... never dares raise a bark at Pinto. But don't ever tell Pinto to go
outside the house, because as soon as Lobito hears the words “Pinto outside”,
hell breaks loose. Lobito will come tearing around the corner like if he heard
Puppy Chow was going to be on sale. He starts barking and yelping right behind
Pinto with an occasional nip at his tail. At the same time while this is all
going on he tends to give us a look that says how am I doing?
Well that's not the worst part, the worst part is when it comes to his
jealousy. It could be said that Lobito has this idea that he's number one, and
he's got this idea for everything t .....
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Creative Story: Lonely
.... around with
him? It was probably that pesky neighbor boy, James. He was always coming up
with something new and unusual to try out on his neighbors. "What the hell",
Keith said aloud. He then stood up and walked over to his mailbox and opened
it up. "Yep, another card", he said. The same small, black print on it too.
Except this card said something just a little different.
As Keith ran to his back yard where his dog house was, all he could
think of was what the card had said in his mailbox. "YOUR dog is DEAD". Keith
suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. He could see blood. The dog house, which
he had just painted a nice .....
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Creative Story: Lycanthrope
.... Lyle--"
"I'm an animal over here!" He hissed into the phone. "I can't tell you
any more. I don't dare. Please, Niles, don't tell anyone what happens when you
get here, or anything about this phone call. It means my life, Niles, and it
could mean my death."
I caught the nearest plane out to Africa. I was worried about my friend.
If I had to go to Africa to hear it, I knew it had to be important. I stopped
at his unreasonably small office in the city, but he wasn't there. This meant,
unfortunately, that I had to drive fifty miles out of the city to his house. I
was relieved when I saw his face answer the door. W .....
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Creative Story: Bathtub
.... of a half
dream of floating through warm liquid clouds.
Suddenly, Johnny felt very cold. Something was wrong. He was no longer tired,
but he couldn't tell why. As he opened his eyes, he became aware of the fact
that the temperature around him was much cooler than it had been a moment ago --
not cold, but not the perfect, dreamy bath he had gotten used to. As soon as he
started to look around, his mind absorbed exactly what was wrong. It had been
hours since he had closed his eyes. The bathtub had overflowed a long time ago
and the bathroom floor was flooded! The carpets were soggy, and the room had a
stuffy smell to it.
Somehow, .....
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Creative Story: My Golden Age
.... start out with school, since that is
very important to most people at my age. There are pretty much two things that
are important to kids around my age, the social aspect and the academic aspect.
I would not change my personality, but I would rather like to be friends and get
to know other people I don't know now. Maybe it would be neat to be the King my
senior year. Also, because I am turning sixteen real soon, I would have this
really neat car that not many other people had. Than the next thing I would do
would be to adjust my grades, so that I would graduate a valedictorian. Then
would probably wish to be an athletic star .....
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Creative Story: Neolithic Park
.... in our area. As you know, 2,000 people out of the
Sidney area's 10,000 are already employed by Cabela's. That number is, of course,
expected to rise in the months and years to come. The story we bring you
tonight concerns the last step in completion of the 400 acre store and
surrounding grounds. Today, over 700 stuffed animals arrived from an eminent
taxidermist in northern California, and crews were immediately sent to work
arranging 300 of the stuffed beasts in a brilliant display against the dividing
wall in the center of the store. They let me take a sneak preview of the
arrangement earlier, and it is incredible. Even if .....
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Creative Story: A Nineties Love Story
.... had to see and be with Marsha so he snuck out of his
apartment, stole a car and drove it to the neighborhood where Marsha lived. He
stood up by her room and threw rocks up at her bedroom window until she looked
out and said "boy how you trippin down there trying to through rocks up at this
window know in I is fast sleep" then she wiped the sleep from her eyes and saw
that the person throwing rocks at her window was Leroy. When she noticed that
the person she was yelling at was Leroy she yelled with excitement "hey, what
are you doing here, I'll be down in a second." She ran down the stairs and
right as she came through the f .....
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Creative Story: The Golden Sock
.... the people were only trying to find out if they were
friendly or hostile. The people were called the Takol Klan. They invited
Odysseus and his men for the verrano feast. The Takol Klan, that greeted them,
seemed to overly excited to Odysseus.
"Hey, do two of you want to come and help us set up for tomorrow's feast,"
Taboli said.
"Sure, Odysseus, Ankortipo and I are going to go with these friendly
hosts," said Amtiphorus.
"Go ahead, you two, but watch your back; we don't know these people, they
might have the holy, golden sock," said Odysseus.
Odysseus gathered all of his men, and told them, that their main task w .....
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Creative Story: One Sick Christmas
.... Santa coat and pants with him hopping they wouldn't fall
down and left the dressing room. Joe and Claire walked toward where Santa's hut
was while watching a crowd gather around it.
"Ya know Claire," Joe said, "I really hate my job."
"Really," replied Claire in a sarcastic tone, "Who doesn't hate little
brats crawling around on your lap."
Joe sat down in his special Santa chair and waited for the first child
to come forward.
The fist kid was about five yrs. old. Joe thought he was disgusting.
The child was wearing cuarteroy overalls with a white turtleneck underneath.
The cuarteroys had crusty stains of peanut butter al .....
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Creative Story: One Strange Trip
.... no way to eat them. I stayed here until morning trying to rig a
transport of some sort for it. I cut a tree down and made 4 wheels and
eventually a cart to support the machine and than to transport the machine to
the other. This was such a great task, I forgot about my hunger. By dusk I had
arrived back at the pop machine. As I set the candy machine next to the pop
machine, my hunger came back even stronger than before Once again, I knew I
could not break into the machine to eat, again my strong moral values. So I
went out again in search of food and water.
As my walk progressed I found a stream and I took a drink and .....
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Creative Story: Our Journey To Earth
.... happiness.
Another source of satisfaction for the humanoids are bottles of alcohol
which seem to bring smiles to dispirited individuals. This picture that I'm
looking at now has some type of amphibious creature saying the same word
"Budweiser". This small creature is in the middle of a large humanoid gathering,
where females are sitting on the laps of males, and everyone seems joyful.
Everyone has their forelimbs risen, holding drinks, and there appears to be
three females for every male. The location of the gathering is in a large
structure on the edge of a very large body of water. As I look through the
library, another ad cat .....
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Creative Story: Positraction
.... with smoke coming from the tires (and from under the hood). He caught
up with the Cougar and started hanging out the window trying to hit the car but
he couldn't hold the steering wheel and do bash the car at the same time. So he
got THE CLUB out from underneath his seat and put it on the steering wheel. So
he got the Baseball bat and started hanging out the window hitting the car. The
guy in the Cougar started swirved and Roger fell out of his car and flew
underneath the wheel of the Cougar while he was yelling "I'll kick your ass" and
crunched Roger leaving blood and guts all over the freeway. But Roger's skull
stuck into the .....
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