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If there was one thing that James hated about himself, it would be the uncontrollable impulse to open every single letter he got in the mail, regardless of whom it was from. So long as his name was on it he would open it. All stemmed from the day in which he received what he thought was spam mail but turned out to contain a winning lottery ticket. He had no idea as to where the letter came from but winning over ten grand was more than enough reason as to not question it. This time however, things were a little different. Turns out that he had indeed won something, an invite to a party. However he didn't know it was such an invite until he ope

Gag. "Dart! Here!" James yelled, standing up and pointing at his feet. The speckled greyhound looked up, his ears perked up and his head turned to James. He quickly spun around and trotted over to James, panting and wagging his tail happily as James crouched down and smiled, rubbing the dog's face. "Good boyyyy~" James said happily as the greyhound dropped down in a play stance and made a half bark. Scott smirked and looked up to James. "He's really well trained, James," he said, "How'd ya do it?" "Got him as a pup and raised him, not much to it," James said, hurling the frisbee in his hand and watching Dart chase after it, run past it and t

Cage. "James...for the love of god please stop staring at me like that," Scott said. Even 20 feet underwater and through a diving helmet, there was no shaking the death glare that was coming from his close friend standing next to him, though said friendship was most likely being questioned. The shimmering sunlight from the surface waves would showcase the unbroken, fixed stare from James. "When I said," James began, his voice direct and feeling a little more chilling through the radio, "That we were going out on open water on your uncle's boat, you neglected to mention us being in a shark cage being under said open water." "I thought you'd

    Thomas stretched a little as he tried to adjust himself so that he wouldn't end up dropping his phone on his face like he normally did when lying on his back and watching videos. His parents had been gone for hours, or at least it felt like hours. The boredom was starting to set in now, he hated that. He'd done everything he thought possible to keep himself amused but to a 12-year-old, entertainment doesn't last long when the overhanging feeling of loneliness rears its ugly face. Thomas wished that face was real so he could throw something at it, cheer himself up. From downstairs he could hear the door opening and then slamming shut, he l

My Soul Mate Came from Hell James was stirred from his sleep by the loud banging on his door. He pushed himself and grabbed the Mossberg 590 Shockwave from behind the nightstand and pumped it. Nick woke up next to him, gasping slightly in panic, James quickly slid out of the bed. He knew that she was thinking the same thing he was, the cultists were here. “The revolver is under my pillow,” he said, the darkness hiding the determination on his face. The banging on the bedroom door continued, James gritted his teeth and looked at the clock, the time on it read fifteen minutes past three AM. He pressed the grip of the shotgun to hi

Backyard Dragons. My brief and peaceful sleep was cut short when I hear my mother loudly knocking on my  bedroom door. I groan and sit up, rubbing my eyes so that my vision would focus. My bed was the first thing I saw, the covers consisting of bright and colorful cartoon characters all with cheerful expressions. It made me sick. I was eleven years old, just about to turn twelve and I had been stuck with the same bedspread for the last eight years, then again my parents barely changed anything. I toss the covers off my legs and sigh. “Scott, baby Scott are you awake?” I hear my mother’s voice drift through the door, the s

Chronicles of the U.K.A. Tenacity of Warfare: Relocation. CHAPTER 1: PAGE 1 PANEL 1 Out in the depths of space, where there are thousands of stars dotting around the black void and the occasional nebula, sits several starships. These ships are a dull gray and look as if they have received moderate battle damage, but they are flying unhindered through the stars as if they are looking for something. The lead starship looks like an elongated rectangle with a smaller rectangle protruding from its bow, similar to a Halcyon class Cruisier from HALO, there are several large double barreled cannons attached to the sides and a few smaller single b

Planet names: Alpha. Beta. Gamma. Planet types: Type-A habitable (Earth like characteristics). Distance to nearest star: 1.2 AU (Approximant distance) Population of each world (as of the year 2570); Alpha: 18.6 Billion. Beta: 20.1 Billion. Gamma: 12.5 Billion. Radi per planet: Alpha: 5,341 miles. Beta: 6,193 miles. Gamma: 4,464 Miles. Number of Moons: 6 (two per planet). Moon names(labeled from largest to smallest): Sigmus. Neltrina. Acropsa. Eilipsis. Xeon. Pfalksun. Distance from Earth: Approx 40 light years. History of the three planets. Planets Alpha, Beta and Gamma were terrestrial worlds originally discovered by the Kids Next D