Sun Shone. Opposite where he was standing was the sun high in the sky. Tom had a dramatic feeling in his gut. He had to get a cheque cashed. To do that [pause for dramatic pause/effect], he had to go to town. Tom, that’s the hero of this story. I was going to call him protaggonnnistt at first, but I messed up the spelling.

Tom passed people.

“Cash the cheque, or I’m doomed,” Tom said to the person in the bank whose responsibility was to cash cheques.

“Is it open or crossed?”

Tom was confused. You could tell that by the confused expression on his visage.

“Cash the cheque!”

Tom was a man of few words. He was rare.

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Note to Readers

This is the unedited version coming in at 119 words. Before submitting, I cut all words with the letter “s.” For me, it’s more experimental.

Note to self: I should have thought about that a bit more. My word has an "s."

Group 25: Suspense/Thriller

Action: Putting a message in a bottle

Word: cook

Lucy landed her spaceship on Mars. She did so without even crashing it. 

Excited to be there, she almost forgot to put on her astronaut helmet, but luckily remembered it before stepping out of the spaceship. Or she would have died. 

She stepped out onto Mars and proceeded to see an alien first thing. He seemed sweet, maybe a bit young. It was hard to tell since he was an alien. 

She introduced herself and he pulled her hair. Later they went for a bike ride around the planet. Lucy decided she liked it here. Maybe she would stay forever. 

Jeremy was horrified when the seagull pooped on his favourite hoodie. In front of his date, on their first date no less!

He swore so loudly spittle landed on his date’s face. He’s so flustered he fumbled his oar and a strong current pushed it out of his grasp. He looked at it floating away wanly. There goes the deposit, he thought. I need the money back for lunch later!

In a desperate attempt to save the date, he leapt off the boat to try to get to the oar. Little did he know the Kraken’s waiting hungrily for him.

Drama/light a candle/track

“Getting in shape”

I’m so out of shape. 

“You have to do something,” I say to myself.

I’ll exercise but only when no one can see me.

There’s a track near my house. I’ll run around it. But only at night when no one can see me.

When I get to the track, it’s really dark. 

My inner voice screams“ You should’ve brought a light.”

That’s stupid because running with an extension cord won’t work.

I go home and get a candle. Back at the track, I light the candle and run. The candle blows out. Every time.

I’ll never get in shape. 

I turn off the light and it’s so dark and scary. I don’t need a reason to turn the light back on, so I do. 

The moon is really bright outside which means there are a lot of shadows to make me scared. I hope there’s not a ghost in here but there probably is or else I wouldn’t be so scared. 

I leave the house and buy some tacos so I don’t have to be in the spooky house. 

That night when I get home I sleep with the lights on and think about how scared I was earlier.

As he wheezes, I rage angrily. I am upset with him because I told him this was a bad idea. We’re in outer space, and we’re both dying. He’s just doing it faster. We don’t know where we are and we are stranded. We tried to steal a super cool space rock because we are broke, like Oliver from the musical, Oliver, was, broke. We needed funds. We didn’t steal the rock because we were caught and thrown into outer space, where we are. I only see stars and I feel lonely, like he does. I forgive him. He’s dead.

"Don't buy that house," they said. "It's haunted."

I bought it anyway because I first saw the house on a day that I found a penny and picked it up. You know, "Find a penny, pick it up, all day long you'll have good luck." Frenchie said that on Grease. That's where I heard it.

Anyhoo...

I bought the house and I walked through it. I opened the kitchen closet door and a ghost was inside.

"Boo," it said.

A magic spark flashed between us. "How you doin'?" I said. 

I'm totally glad I found that lucky penny.

The Coupon of Love

Oh, to be in love again!

(But, soft! This is a sci-fi story. My bad.)

Oh, to be in love again! On Mars.

If I could buy my love’s love, I would clip out any coupon, no matter how much it cost.

My love’s name is Jenny. She is lovely. She does not reek.

But, soft! I AM actually clipping out a coupon right now to buy stuff for Jenny, my nonreeking love.

I boughtxxx buy her a ring. She says nice stuff to me with lots of feels. 

We build a nice Mars house, complete with children and nice

Hist Fic/Studying/Brim

Title: The Year of 1969 When This Event Took Place, Somewhere on a Far Away Astronomical Body, [Is That Enough of a Hint for the Judges to Get it? Maybe Not], it’s the MOON, the moon: in 1969 is when Someone Went for a Walk on the Moon (allegedly) and This is What this Story is About

Buzz started to walk down the little ladder on Apollo 11’s side. He stopped to study the beautiful moonlit sky. He was brimming with happiness.

Neil climbed down over him and got to the ground faster. He was the first man to ever walk on the moon.

Buzz swore and bounced after him, and punched his helmet’s little window thing. But it was too late. Neil was the first man to ever walk on the moon, and it would be on Wikipedia forever.