Hi! Post your 100-word stories here. Make sure to include at least two of the narrative strategies we've studied in your story. Enjoy!
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Mr Powell
10/26/2015 08:44:39 am
Hello Seniors. I am not sure why the comment box didn't work on Friday. Try to re-post tonight, if you'd like to submit your stories this way.
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Hayden Kilgore
10/26/2015 05:43:09 pm
He rose in the morning, sauntered out back to the stack of dried spruce, selected a round, and began to stoke his fire and fan the flames. He coerced the spark into being as he gently placed a
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Darcy
10/26/2015 07:18:57 pm
"You don't want this one," she said.
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Kaitlyn Caniglia
10/26/2015 10:18:00 pm
They blow right past me, immersed in their own little worlds. They care only for that next meeting, that next paycheck, that next smartphone upgrade, that next meal…they are so obsessed with what more they could have. They don’t realize all that they have to lose or all that they have to give. They could take a second to look down, only to be immediately repulsed by the sight of something so dirty, so lost, so hopeless in front of them. There are some with kind hearts, who look down on me with pity and a sense of remorse. Some even will drop a few coins on the ground for which the desperate creature inside of me lunges. This is what they see me for: another dirty, homeless, jobless, hopeless man on the street who ruined his own life. But, there is something that they don’t realize. I had been just like them. Just like the businessman whose whole world exists in the device in his hands. Just like the father who, with hasty glances, steers his wife and children away from the remnants of men that this world has left to beg for scraps. Just like the teenagers who believe that they have it all figured out, that life is perfect and that everything will go their way. When reality hits, it hits hard. We all have so much to lose.
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Axel Holm
10/27/2015 07:44:17 pm
The Year was 2525
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