Old Glory
I…I’m dying. Heh, life does flash before your eyes. How about that. Mom and Dad…life sure was good back in New York. Hey--this is my earliest memory! My…
I just watched the movie _Mississippi Burning_ and decided to make this challenge. Build a story with at least one of these quotes: "Somethings are worth dying for." "Somethings are worth killing for." Let your imagination run free.
I…I’m dying. Heh, life does flash before your eyes. How about that. Mom and Dad…life sure was good back in New York. Hey--this is my earliest memory! My…
The door to the cottage was open, but without any sign of a forced entry. He stepped lightly down the overgrown garden path to the front door, and called out…
He could hear only her labored breath over his pounding pulse, he could see only her swollen face through his hot tears. “I’ll kill him.” His speech struggled…
Bullets came down like hail. It was a live or die situation and I didn’t know which way fate would take me. I tried to see my German enemy through the snow…
Saving her breath, Layla started away from the dweeb standing in front of her locker. The past few months, Seth had been following her and she had tried her…
Derick stared at me with his piercing grey eyes. “You wouldnt...” I whispered. “Oh, Marissa, my sister, my lovely, lovely, sister...of course I would.” “Why…
The ultimate sacrifice is dying for a purpose. This one is for the people that fight for a cause. Their death’s aren’t in vain, because the people who loved…
The mages stood at a table, examining an object. That’s all two of them could say - it shimmered in vague translucent outlines. It might be a cube - but…
The Head of the Less Clan of Edo Japan, gazed out the window of the head retainer’s mansion watching his daughter fight with the boys in the courtyard. She…
I ran, the tree branches smacking against my face. I ran until my chest hurt. I ran till I almost couldn’t breathe. I ran until I felt like I needed to vomit…
I ran, the tree branches smacking against my face. I ran until my chest hurt. I ran till I almost couldn’t breathe. I ran until I felt like I needed to vomit…
I ran, the tree branches smacking against my face. I ran until my chest hurt. I ran till I almost couldn’t breathe. I ran until I felt like I needed to vomit…
I ran, the tree branches smacking against my face. I ran until my chest hurt. I ran till I almost couldn’t breathe. I ran until I felt like I needed to vomit…
I ran, the tree branches smacking against my face. I ran until my chest hurt. I ran till I almost couldn’t breathe. I ran until I felt like I needed to vomit…
I ran, the tree branches smacking against my face. I ran until my chest hurt. I ran till I almost couldn’t breathe. I ran until I felt like I needed to vomit…
I ran, the tree branches smacking against my face. I ran until my chest hurt. I ran till I almost couldn’t breathe. I ran until I felt like I needed to vomit…
The room was pitch black, but the cold metal on the table was definitely a gun. The voice was also definitely a voice, clear and soft on some invisible…