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Original Prose Short Stories

Here are the top Original Prose short stories, fanfiction, poetry, and posts on Commaful, including topics like "horror", "thriller", and more.
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children’s war paint
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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this is what we gird ourselves with when we face our past. when we face our demons, our memories, our selves. when we face what we have done. what kind of legacy is this that we must fight to make a b...

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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It’s shaped like a flower, but hangs derelict in the dark, larger than the Home Planet. As a moon swings in place, a small sliver of silver light grows upon the station, giving it shape and texture. A...

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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People are annoying. Nieces most of all. This little one grew up on her parents’ smartphones and she runs up to me every time she sees me using the computer. Every time she shows up, she has just the ...

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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On Monday, I wondered if maybe he was punching the boy to the rhythm of the train’s syncopated beat. The boy always wore dark clothes, so I called him the crow. He was a bit of a fat crow. And on that...

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anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
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Someone in the city is about to end their life, and I’m riding a motorcycle to their home to stop them from breaking the law. It says so right there in the book. Attempt to suicide? Five years. Plus f...

children’s war paint
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
this is what we gird ourselves with when we face our past. when we face our demons, our memories, our selves. when we face what we have done. what kind of legacy is this that we must fight to make a b...

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
It’s shaped like a flower, but hangs derelict in the dark, larger than the Home Planet. As a moon swings in place, a small sliver of silver light grows upon the station, giving it shape and texture. A...

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
People are annoying. Nieces most of all. This little one grew up on her parents’ smartphones and she runs up to me every time she sees me using the computer. Every time she shows up, she has just the ...

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
On Monday, I wondered if maybe he was punching the boy to the rhythm of the train’s syncopated beat. The boy always wore dark clothes, so I called him the crow. He was a bit of a fat crow. And on that...

Untitled
anon Gifted Writer
7 years ago
0
0
Someone in the city is about to end their life, and I’m riding a motorcycle to their home to stop them from breaking the law. It says so right there in the book. Attempt to suicide? Five years. Plus f...