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Slap a Story is a place for people like you and me: for people who like to read and write. Submit your original short story (heck, you can do it anonymously) for everyone to read and discuss. As well as vote and comment on stories submitted by others.

So go ahead, start writing and let your creative juices flow.

Abstract Stories

All In The Mind

Abstract
Frantastic
16 comments
12 votes

In that small singular windowed room the harsh afternoon sun blazed in, making the air as thick as it was warm. The door had closed with a bang, like the sealing of a coffin. My palms sweated though it was not due to the heat, my heart hammered in my ears and my throat was incredibly dry. Fear was dancing round my body with renewed energy. There was a table and chairs but I knew sitting down would...

The Man who called Hope "A dying art".

Abstract
El Cid
3 comments
8 votes

Walking is an abstract thing; a projection of purpose and desire -a multi-layered portrait of the human condition. It's the troubled man's soul mate. I'm walking right now -aimlessly albeit; but there is a modernist beauty in 'f*ck all'- away from the repercussions of my handiwork -with a wry smile on my face, a shriek shocking my bones and an ironic twist the spokesperson of my countenance. Welco...

Untitled

Crime, Mystery and Abstract
lovetowrite
5 comments
6 votes

You think when the jury says " We find the defendent guilty" you will feel better. You think you will feel releif that he is locked away. Later, when the judge sentences him the death penalty, you think you will feel happy. You think you will finally be able to sleep through the night or go five minutes without thinking about him and what he has done. But you can't and you don't. Instead, your sto...

Reflections Of A Mouse

Fable and Abstract
Frantastic
11 comments
6 votes

My whiskers twitched whilst I watched from the hole in the wall. Carefully hidden beside the pink-coloured set of drawers my small beady eyes twinkled in the wakening sunlight. Yet there was a change that dawn. I'd never beheld Death this closely before. I’d seen what was left in its wake but now I saw it not a metre away from my home. The long black cloak slithered across the floor, filling...

Dublin

Abstract
lovetowrite
5 comments
6 votes

It was nearing midnight when he entered the local 24-hour supermarket. He was in the mood for ice cream so he shifted into autopilot mode. He arrived at the endless row of freezers containing every single flavor of ice cream imaginable. What kind of ice cream was he in the mood for? He was older–deep-set wrinkles, thinning gray hair, bad eyesight, and stiff joints–so he wasn’t w...

Genesis

Fantasy, Science Fiction, Humour and Abstract
sakuragirl
3 comments
6 votes

In the beginning there was The Smile. And The Smile was as happy and serene as any smile before him would have been, had there been any smile before The Smile. But there had never been another smile before The Smile, there had never been anything at all before The Smile, yet The Smile knew The Smile was supposed to be happy and serene.But The Smile was all alone and though indeed self sufficient, ...

Hell of a Life!

Abstract
El Cid
7 comments
5 votes

5 years ago, I vowed to leave my gang after my sister was stabbed in a knife attack so I could start a new life. FAIL! 4 years ago, broke and run-of-the-mill, we entered thievery. Things were good so I married Penny my high-school sweetheart. 3 years ago, like deer in front of headlights, we were caught. We escaped and I vowed to stop. FAIL! 2 years ago, I became a dad. It frustrated me. I was fl...

The silent saga

Abstract, Non-Fiction and Poem
saket13
0 comments
6 votes

Silent Saga, My Conscience says, I am growing Coming up to the silent patch while rowing Silence is deep like ocean's trench Enchanting wisdom from ancient sageThe journey was rough but worth the peace I reached.From the road of broken dreams Entangled in troubled mind it seemsDarkness creeps in, and shadows grewIts was a long battle I fought and only few kn...

[sic] The Futility of Misery.

Abstract
El Cid
4 comments
5 votes

Aargh! Where is my mind?!?I've tended to lose grip of actuality; I'm inclined to allowing the accusations fly. I'm okay with the insults' attempts at personification; I'm ready now, I'm set, but where is my mind. Huh?!? Where is my mind!?!Doctor, don't talk to me in that tone. We've done the RHETI test -it says that I'm the Reformer; the ...

What i did wrong

Crime and Abstract
AE_harisbet
3 comments
5 votes

Surging through my soul a cold over comes like a dive into the ocean at midnight. I felt the blood spilling on me fresh from your open wounds warming my numb frozen body. That night I saw myself stabbing you in the dark without missing a slash and oh what a feeling. Every bit of this action exhilerating and each moment surpased the next. Your death never crossed my minds and your muffled screams d...

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