The cars roared down the street as Emmett raced for his life. he was in way more trouble than he could have ever imagine. “How did I get into this?!” He thought aloud.

He heard gunshots from behind. His back window shattered, the cold night air rushed in. He frantically reached back grabbing the briefcase of paper closing it. When he turned around a road block lay ahead and a fruit cart to the right.

He tried slam on the brakes, bur of course they didn’t work. “I’ve stolen yet another junker!” He thought to himself. The road block, just feet in front of him at this point seemed like the end of a rave. “Back to the slammer”

He thought. But just as he approached at metal bending speeds he saw a gap between the bridge and the road block. Making a split

he swerved and lost the cars chasing him.

Once out of immediate danger he rested a moment. “Well, looks like I have to fake my own death… again”

Emmett pulled the small oxygen tank from his briefcase, bracing himself for impact. The car hit, Emmet stayed under swimming away. On his face a smug grin, “Got away no strings attached. Another perfect crime.”

On a cold winters day, the portly leprechaun looked at his pot of gold and smiled. He though to himself…
…I need more gold, this is not enough. He hopped on his mini bike in search for more gold. As he turned a sharp corner he saw a rainbow that looked as though it ended behind the mountains. With his yellow tooth grin he put his foot on the…
…edge of the snowboard and jumped down the snow covered hill hoping to catch the end of the rainbow before it disappeared in the sun. Just then an ogre escaped from a hidden cave, now in pursuit of the little green thing he considered a treat.
It did not take long for the ogre to catch the tiny leprechaun and the ogre quickly snatched him up into his giant hands and smushed the bones in his tiny body and ate him for a snack. “Best leprechaun I’ve had in a long time,” exclaimed the ogre.
Just as the ogre was satisfied with his meal, he looked up over his shoulder. Above him he saw the largest dragon he had ever seen. Before the ogre could react, the dragon snatched him in its jaws, crunched through his bones, and ate him whole. Just as fast as the ogre had eaten the leprechaun, the dragon ate the ogre.
As the leprechaun and ogre lay in the belly of the beast, bones and body parts all heading toward the digestive tract, they devised a plan. And with a tip of his cap, the leprechaun busted out in freestyle, “Yo yo I like to rap, please don’t turn us into dragon…” and the dragon exploded. Leaving the leprechaun and ogre fully intact. Amen.

Krystal has kissed many frogs hoping one of them would turn into a prince…but after the 10th wart she soon lost all hope and decided to see if she could get in the Guiness Book of World records for the most warts on a humans face.this was no easy task as she lived in Egypt 1000 miles away from the nearest frog that was interested. Many servants honor her, and fight until death for the empire. It was coming that a war was proclaimed by the enemies. The expected war of Man vs. Frog. This war has been talked about before the dinosaurs were created. If a girl ever tried to kiss a frog like in the movies, there would be an all out war. Frog eye salad was the prize for the men who were brave enough to seek the forbidden recipe. That recipe included the secret to slaying frogs, and winning a womans heart.Little did the men know that the secret to slaying frogs was not a list of tangible objects. The men didn’t get it, so they gave up. Krystal and her frog moved closer together & lived happily ever after,.
~The end

On the highest peak, of the tallest mountain range, stood a woman with flowing golden hair. She was looking down upon a small village wondering, “Could I really do such a thing? How could I have killed those people’s brothers and sisters all over a little argument? I don’t know if I can live with myself.” she thought. But suddenly, she got a glimpse of her beautiful golden hair in a pond and thought, “I am way too good looking to die.” The world would not be able to fathom this if she jumped, but at the same time, the consequences of her actions were far too much to bear and would be incomprehensible by too many others. So she jumped and landed in a dumpster, still too beautiful to be left there alone a vampire came and buried her using a ritual in hopes to make her the leader of the new army. After the vampire concluded the ritual she arose. She was the most beautiful vampire the world had ever known, and all the other vampires agreed. They had never before seen such beautiful golden hair. When they saw it it was unanimous, she was their new leader. She would lead them to victory. They would now take over the world.

Everyone stared at the car wrapped around the telephone pole. Smoke billowing from the engine. Suddenly they heard a rustle in the bushes nearby as a man ran the opposite direction, blood dripping from his hands. The axe he had left lying on the ground next to the car. The gorilla lay there motionless from the impact. Sirens were heard from a far, yet no one around the car had so much as blinked. When the sirens approached everyone came to their senses. They ran to the gorilla and tried to give it cpr but it was no use. As the detective arrived on the scene he just couldn’t figure out how a man bludgeoned a car around a telephone pole with an axe. Truly this man was a “superhero” should he be arrested or given a metal for trying to save nature/ just then someone suggest that they pursue him, they followed the blood for days and finally found an old man in a cottage however his hands weren’t bleeding no damage at all could be seen. They assumed this must’ve been one of his powers. They arrested him for the destruction of property and drove off, as the sirens got further and further away a man popped out some floor boards and kept walking blood dripping from his fingertips. He smirked as he thought to himself that he had gotten away with kidnapping and killing the zoo’s gorilla, he was no hero at all he was a villain.

The trick-or-treaters ran speadily down the sidewalk, nearly spilling their candy as they raced to the next house.
“I wonder what this house will have?” Said a mummy child.
“I hope something other than dantal floss,” said a fairy princess.

As the door creaked open there stood the scariest man dressed as Uncle Fester from the Addams family. He stood in the doorway glaring at us as if he wasn’t sure what we were there for or that it was Halloween.

“So what do you kids want a ‘trick’ or a ‘treat?’
the little ones were doubting which one.
“We usually get candy,” one of them said.
The other said “we should get a treat since

we are so sweet.”
The old man glared back, “Well come into my lair, so I can get you some candy.”
It’s never a good sign when someone invites you into their lair. Being naive children, they entered taking the bait.

But this isn’t another kidnapping-horror story. There really was a ton of candy, apparently it was Mr Wonka’s Halloween coustume as Uncle Fester. they ate gummy bears,

gummy worms, and every kind of gummy chocolate thing they could want.
“Should we go to another house?’ Said the mummy and fariy princess almost in unison.
“Nah,” I replied, “What could be better than this?” My only worry is where shoud we put all our candy, my sack is full and nearly falling apart.

A puff of fog floated over the yellow lit stage. A beam of light reflected the silhouette of a warlock turned to the audience.
“You shall never reach the level of magic that I have reached!” The warlock yelled. Three men appeared to the left side of the stage. They wore police officer uniforms from the town the show had visited.
“Come to steal my magic,” he said menicingly. I am far more powerful than you. In another puff of fog, this time an aqua-ish coler he was gone leaving the officers and the audience to wonder just what they had witnessed. As the smoke cleared, the officers noticed a trap door on the stage with some smoke machines hooked up to give the illusion of a disappearing act. “Powerful magic huh?” the cops jested. The warlock is good at what he does and can convince you to see whatever he wants, “Ha Ha” the warlock said I have fooled those officers. I can do what it is I want. And What I want is a sandwich. I am hungry. With his secretive magical abilities, he tried to produce a sandwich from a grain of sand, but instead he accidentally produced a box of krispy kreme donuts, the familiar scent instantly gave his position away to the police officers. They smelled the glazed wonders through the cracks in the floorboards.

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Jack and Jill went down to K-mart to find an object they had heard about in the news. They got in their car and started down the street. Suddenly Jack slammed on the brakes. Viewing the chaos infront of him he exclaimed”WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST!!!!” Jill hunder her breath said “dang those foreign vehicles, when are people going to learn to drive American?” All we wanted was a friggen toaster. The taoser she was talking about was actually a Cylon Raider. this Cylon Raider was named Scar. He was the one who took the lives of so many nuggets. He had been turned into a toast making fiend who’s only goal was to heat up that bread as fast as Cylony possible. Jack in his wisdom, demanded American cars as they are all ten years behind in style and function. They exclaimed” who can help this people?” They stopped to think about the problem. So they went to their house with hope that they will find out a solution. Jack and Jill didn’t want affordability of a great car that would last forever and about all, they didn’t want to fuel the global domination of China. They did the patriotic thing about bought a Honda.

He’d been there at the bar for hours, his tab was up to at least 100$. Crystal nudged the old man, “Hey, haven’t you been here long enough? don’t you have to get home soon?” she asked. The old man slowly turned and grinned a toothy grin. As he did so Crystal could see the man was homeless and had not a penny to his name, let alone 100$. As she wondered how to have the old hobo pay her back, she remembered that across the street some guys were gathering to watch and bet on the cock fighting. “He ought to be able to beat up, or at least find a way to pay her back. Just then a fight broke out and the old man sprung into action saving the life of a very wealthy business man. “If i can repay you I’ll gladly give you whatever you want” he said. “I want 1000$ and your car. The business man obliged, wrote a check and handed his keys over. I waited anxiously to see how the old man would react. He headed back to the bar, and yelled to Crystal, “Thanks for the drinks, here’s 10 dollars!.” “But your tab was over a hundred dollars!,” she screamed. He grumbled, “Here are the keys to that red Corvette outside, I have no clue how to drive, but I’m keeping the cash.”

Opening the door the young driver exclaimed “Whoa! That was awesome!” It was Ricky’s first time driving an automobile and the thrill Peter said “it is my time now to feel the race on my veins.” Pete took control of the car and he ask to his friend “Are you ready to fly?” Wings bursted out of the side doors! “Here we go!” yelled Peter. Little did they know, the secret phrase to make the car actually fly was “Are you ready to fly?” Rocketing upward, the vehicle spinning violently out of control, the two almost fainted. Thankfully, after taking a 5-hour energy drink they just managed to take control of the flying vehicle. But wait… the gas tank is empty and were over the sea. “How are we going to float?. ” Little did they know that “How are we going to float” turned the flying car into the titanic. And they were there to witness the awesomeness that was the wreakage of this once great ship. Leornardo said his goodbye’s and everyone went back to their trailers. “This was the weirdest day of my life.” Ricky fell asleep never to wake up again.

Jimbo stood upon the precipice wondering if what he had trained to do would help him with his newfound power of flight. He strived to remember the emergency procedures just in case of failure.
Some seemed a bit cloudy but the general procedures- tuck, roll, standup, seemed easy enough. One, Two, Three- Off he went soaring above the treetops. It’s so amazing out or rather up here he thought, “I wonder where I should go first?”
Just as he thought he would head south, he noticed a group of black clouds off in the distance. “A thunderstorm, headed this way?” he wondered. As he headed off the clouds appeared to be getting worse and since he wanted to test his ability he went as fast as he could to go through the black, stormy, thunderous clouds. He went through them and found that he was able to control the atmosphere around him to do whatever it is he wanted. He conquered the storm by clearing the dense clouds but as soon as the smog cleared he was only 100 feet away from the most rigid mountain in Africa. Using his super atmosphere changing abilities he pushed off hard against the ground from the wind generated by his atmospheric powers to slow himself. He stood at the pinnacle of the mountain, having landed and thought, “That’s right, I can fly!” He then proceeded to his home in Gotham; Batman has got nothing on him.

The Hulk is cooling off in the mountains alone. The Hulk just came away form beating up the villain Thanos. Watching a 2 ton boulder he accidentally knocked down the mountainside, until he realized… a young boy was hiking with his mother directly below the now crumbling hillside. As he leap to his feet and raced down the mountainside he thought to himself, “What is the meaning of my existence? I’m huge and green man with incredible strength and a vicious temper?” The woman and her child screamed almost as if in a single second he reached them and had the task of making them realize he was indeed the safer choice than the crumbling mountainside. “I can save you!” he proclaimed. A small hand reached out for his large green one, the child was safely in his grasp now. “My mom,” he whimpered … but it was too late. The boulder had crushed her and everything else in its path for that matter. The boy cried in anguish as he looked back to the place where the boulder was now. The boy looked to see where the boulder had crushed his mother. After the dust cloud had settled he looked to see where his mother’s body would have been and to his amazement, what he thought he saw was his not his mother but a tree that looked like the shape of his mother. The mother ran and jumped out of the way right before the boulder could have crushed her. The Hulk reunites mother and son and smiles and takes off again to be alone.

Bob and Tom were last seen running down the dimly lit street at shortly past 1am. The old lady on the corner saw the men frantically running away. The first thing she thought to herself was that something was terribly wrong. What were these grown men running from, as if they were being chased by dogs? Had they lost their favorite little kittens or were they meowing at home on the couch? The men looked at each other and laughed as they suddenly realized they didn’t even have kittens, they were allergic. The men were sleep walking like they did every night for the last 20 years. Their mom, whom they still lived with, went out to find them. She was getting worried, it didn’t usually take this long to find them. She looked in the normal spots. She looked at the zoo, where she finally found them at the golf course running out and stealing golf balls in the fair way. She grabbed them each by the ear and they started back home. Both men were screaming and crying for their mom to let go of them. They arrived home and their mom started screaming at them, that they need to stop sleep walking. “why do you sleep walk?” she asked. Bob responded, “I don’t know but I am curious why people are playing golf at 1am.”

A man seat on the sand of the ocean, he was looking at the Sunrise, and how the waves were filled with the blood of innocent dolphins. He taught to himself asking how could this happen? The war between mankind and dolphins had been a long and bloody one. Thinking of his sister who was being held captive by the evil dolphin king, he started out scuba gear in hand toured the blue abyss. He had only just remembered that he had left Aunt Mildred in the shower. She was already pruned though so he didn’t need to worry about that off to fetch his sister. All of the sudden “under the sea” was chick in his head… why couldn’t he get that laugh out of his mind? The glass shattered and a coved of 50,000 was standing there to greet him. “You made it” they exclaimed. So proud of him were that each one of those 50,000 gave him a kiss on each cheek. Everything turns to happiness and they live in peace forever and ever.

The race car engine started as the driver gripped with white knuckles at the wheel and prepared to race in the Daytona 500. The other racers had started their engines as well in full formation until an old lady on a moped started making her way over to the ice cream man across the street. What is she doing? Is she blind? How did she get on the race track with a moped? The gun was shot, the race began and to everyone’s surprise the old lady on the moped was in the lead. Apparently she no longer wanted ice cream, she wanted first place. That must be some sort of a miracle she hasn’t been caught by now. She had the moped floored and wasn’t looking back. She then hit an oil patch and the moped slid out from under her and almost in slow motion she fell on her side, skidding down the road until….Bubump! She was nearly ran over several times by race car drivers, but it was the final lap of the race and how the old lady was able to endure such a race against man made high horse power vehicles was incredible to see. She had skidded at the the right time to cross the finish line.

“Dude! That really hurt,” said Stewie as he rolled on the ground. Sarah Didn’t know whether to laugh or try to help him. “Ha, Ha, Ha!” Sarah then helped Stewie up as he struggled to regain his balance. Sarah then mentioned how the moment was priceless where Stewie had slipped and fallen on his rear. Next thing you know Sarah got stung by a wasp and fainted. Stewie left her there for laughing at him even though she started to swell. Her eyelids puffed and closed shut like Quaziemoto on The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Blind as a frantic bat she stumbled down the street looking for Stewie. Stewie wasn’t far away, and when he saw Sarah swollen up like a balloon he rushed her to the emergency room. All she needed was a shot. But while they were there Stewie tried to sit down but was in so much pain he couldn’t sit. So he stood by her side. As soon as she got the shot and he knew she would be okay, he let out the biggest laugh as payback was finally his. “Ha, Ha, Ha! You deserved all of that!”

A hairy three eyed creature stared at the shiny coin on the ground, wondering if it was a cruel joke. he decided it was a joke laughed for a good ten minutes until he calmed down. he then picked up the coin and proceeded to write a letter to the editor of Seventeen magaizine. “Dear Editor” it began. “I find your lack of 3 eyed creatures in the magazine “Seventeen” to be short sighted, and extremely offensive. remedy the situation or face certain doom. Sincerely, Gary.” He felt pleased with his letter and decided to include the coin and wrote P.S. Here is some money for the trouble. He then walked ahead and mailed it but while in the mail station the chief editor of “Seventeen” magazine happened to be in the post office. “What perfect timing” thought the monster. ” I’ll now let him know how I truly feel.” The monster grabbed the man and began folding him into fourths. He then used his majic eye to desolve the man into utter nothingness, and began to weep at what he had done. he walked outside and discovered another coin, but passed it by this time.

It was halloween night and the haunted forest was jam packed with kids waiting anxiously to buy their tickets. The girls were ready in the ticket…line many snot nosed kids were sniffing their new fall sickness away and hoping that at the end there would be a candy bowl for them to grab from. The maze was now completely beaten down…with toilet paper and broken eggs. The snot nosed kids had completely destroyed the maze with their childish pranks, while hopped up on candy and adrenaline…However, this is not all that would be destroyed on this night. As the kids parents picked them up from the maze, all of the children bragged about how fun their night had been. To a child, what could have been better than all that candy? As the parents drove home, some of the kids…started to doze off as they pondered what madness had just ensued. As the parents tried to get more info on how the night had gone, they realized their plan had worked…The parents knew they would get an early bedtime if they exhausted their children at the maze. Now it was their turn to party! With the kids asleep upstairs, the parents gathered in the basement with friends, food, and silly halloween fun!

She lay on the couch, waiting for me to come scratch her back. After scratching her back, I started to scratch her stomach, which was her favorite….. She then stared up at me begging for more. I knew what she wanted. While the scratching was her favorite there was one thing that she loved even more. I didn’t want to do it….. But I loved her that much. I got up and began my dragon impersonation, I don’t know why but it’s more humiliating….. I don’t know why the dragon impersonation gets her going so much it drives her crazy. All I do is act like I’m breathing fire on her chest and stomach and she just falls in love with me all over again. She calls me Puff the Magic Dragon….. And then she grabs a sword and chases me around the house trying to slay me. “I don’t understand her sometimes” I thought as I ducked just under a swipe of her blade. “I will cut your….. hands off so you can’t scratch my stomach anymore,” she said. It was these types of jokes that made me wonder about her sanity. One minute she loves the scratching, the next she hates it. It was in this moment, humiliated from doing the dragon impersonation, that I decided we just weren’t meant to be.

Boom! Carlos heard the noise and ran as fast as he could to anywhere, but there was nothing to be found. “What was that noise?” Carlos thought, Especially on this deserted island. Juan Carlos was terrified. Carlos came to a hault as the last sound calmed down breathing heavily from running and then he turned around and looked behind him to see what may have caused the noise. he saw something in the distance and then, bam bam bam was the next sound then the earth caved into an avalanche. clentching a tree juan carlos climbing through the passing snow not only surviving but seeing the hunters who fired the gun “That is so bizarre that there are hunters, I thought I was on a deserted island” thought Juan Carlos. These guys didnt make that noise did they? “Yes they did” the hunters said. look we got what we were shooting at. Carlos ran over to look at what they had shot, and there it was an elephant! “

The wind was blowing like it always does this time of year. Carl tugs his coat closer as he sets of the laboratory for the big experiment. “Time travel.” Said Carl now in a big hurry. Upon arrival in the lab a time gate was open. “Let’s see where this goes.” Said Carl who took a swan dive into the gate. Gravity seemed to press every part of his body and pull on another. his eyes wouldn’t open. Carl felt as if he would pass out. Suddenly he felt cool air and opened his eyes. He was falling from high in the sky, his eyes noticed. “Oh crap.” he grumbled, quickly trying to grab ahold of the large pole that was next to him. He stretched out his arms just enough to grab hold of the pole as he started sliding down. Below him lie a huge bush, big enough to possibly slow his fall. bust it came closer he realized what appeared to be a large bush was in fact a giant bear. He landed on the giant bear with a thud. It happened to be the King of the Bears, and after a grueling three hour wrestling match Carl is now the King of the Bears. With this new office came the ability to make the wind stop blowing. Which he did promptly because hey, everyone hates the wind.

On a cold winters day, the portly leprechaun looked at his pot of gold and smiled. He though to himself…
…I need more gold, this is not enough.
He hopped on his mini bike in search for more gold. As he turned a sharp corner he saw a rainbow that looked as though it ended behind the mountains. With his yellow tooth grin he put his foot on the…
…edge of the snowboard and jumped down the snow covered hill hoping to catch the end of the rainbow before it disappeared in the sun. Just then an ogre escaped from a hidden cave, now in pursuit of the little green thing he considered a treat.
It did not take long for the ogre to catch the tiny leprechaun and the ogre quickly snatched him up into his giant hands and smushed the bones in his tiny body and ate him for a snack. “Best leprechaun I’ve had in a long time,” exclaimed the ogre.
Just as the ogre was satisfied with his meal, he looked up over his shoulder. Above him he saw the largest dragon he had ever seen. Before the ogre could react, the dragon snatched him in its jaws, crunched through his bones, and ate him whole. Just as fast as the ogre had eaten the leprechaun, the dragon ate the ogre.
As the leprechaun and ogre lay in the belly of the beast, bones and body parts all heading toward the digestive tract, they devised a plan. And with a tip of his cap, the leprechaun busted out in freestyle, “Yo yo I like to rap, please don’t turn us into dragon…” and the dragon exploded. Leaving the leprechaun and ogre fully intact. Amen.

Can’t go wrong with ending a short story with Amen.

My first attempt at snowboarding was a really bad one. This was back in 2008 at Sundance and as I remembered, my body suffered dearly…
I thought it was so easy and believed I could perform like a pro on my first try. I didn’t know what a “double black diamond” was but I decided I wanted to try it anyway.
As the chair-lift slowly continued up the mountain, I realized that the ride wasn’t going to stop for me to get off. I wanted off, but the thought of dropping 30 feet to the snow below…
Was more terrifying than the 20 feet cliff scattered on the hill side. After a brutal fall getting off the lift, I managed to strap my board on. I peeped over the steep run with terror. Then I thought,” You only live once. I got this.” Boy was I wrong…
Two minutes into my run I wanted to stop but couldn’t figure out how to do it. I noticed I was even going faster and was heading straight for the trees…

The little squirrel frolicked blissfully through the field of flowers and joy. He wanted some peanuts and there was a peanut stand on the other side of the road. There was a huge semi-truck coming down the road and the little squirrel luckily dodged the eight wheels, making it safely to the other side where he met the beautiful rabbit Glenda working at the peanut stand. He asked for a bag of roasted peanuts and her phone number. Glenda’s cheeks went rosy and she giggled and asked, “What size bag would you like? Small, medium, or large?” He responded, “Well that depends. Will you be sharing with me?” Glenda blushed an even deeper shade as a large, muscular raccoon suddenly came up from behind the little squirrel. “What’s going on here, baby?” “Just selling this little squirrel peanuts,” Glenda replied, not looking directly at the raccoon. “You better get out of here, you little turd,” growled the raccoon, looking the little squirrel dead in the eye. Needless to say, the little squirrel fled, forgetting to even grab his peanuts.