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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.

Non-Fiction Stories

His Life time in a box!

Non-Fiction
melodee8
0 comments
7 votes

No one usually thinks about what happens to our earthly possessions when we depart. Those things that once brought Chrsitmas smiles to our faces, the items picked out with such care for our birthdays that the giver knew we would smile ear to ear. We don't think about that mohair coat we took 2 pay checks to pay for and looked so stylish in would show no value to others.The neon sign of our Footba...

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...

The Dancing Monk

Abstract and Non-Fiction
saket13
1 comments
5 votes

The Dancing Monk "The dawn tears the cloud bladder On orange tray, the Ash scatters. The mystic aura, the enigmatic chants, Feel like Heaven on this holy land. On the banks of river lied an aged monk, Draped with saffron, wearing a red gown. Grey eyebrows and white bear showed age Wrinkled face an...

A Christmas Never Forgotten

Non-Fiction
JIrvin5
2 comments
3 votes

"It's Christmas!!!" I jumped up in my bed yelling. "Mom Dad wake up it's Christmas.""Okay, Okay." Dad said not wanting to get up out of bed."I wonder what I got for Christmas." I ran to the presents wanting to find out."Richard, we aren't going to open the presents until dad gets home from work." Mom said putting her slippers on."When's that?&...

10.55

Non-Fiction and Poem
lianne
2 comments
4 votes

10.55The door of my room is openDownstairs my father plays an old song on his turntableOutside a cat is moaningI imagine it's probably moaning from copulationLet the needle scratch out the windAs well as my dirty mind ...

A Cowboys Day

Western and Non-Fiction
mbsbca1950
1 comments
3 votes

The morning stillness and the rays of sunlight breaking over the mountain, sets in motion another day at the ranch. It was just breaking dawn when I went to the barn to grab my saddle for the day's work ahead. It is spring according to the calendar, but the fresh blanket of snow would cause one to question that and argue that spring should be a time when meadows are covered with flowers and gree...

A Simple Life

Western and Non-Fiction
mbsbca1950
1 comments
3 votes

The wind was blowing hard and cutting through my clothes like a knife through butter. It was late December and Old Man winter was here, this day. The day had barely begun and I was already wishing it was over. Most people associate California with beaches, sunshine, wine and surfboards, but they have never spent a winter in the mountains of the San Joaquin. I tried thinking of warm beaches, but i...

FOUND AND LOST

Humour, Abstract, Thriller and Non-Fiction
deepaksehrawat
0 comments
3 votes

"so,what are we gonna eat today?"asked sharma,"its your turn na?""yes"replied pulkit,as they approached canteen."lets see what they have for us today. hope its not macaroni,i hate it.""good for me,i'l have the full plate for myself.anyway,somehow i feel today is my lucky day"said nikhil cheerfully,"i wanna sing banda ye bindaas hai....."&...

The Mark He Left, the One I'll Leave

Non-Fiction
roslynbeekolbe
8 comments
3 votes

Pulled from a sound sleep, I grudgingly get out of bed, because I know there is no chance of gaining back that thoughtless unconsciousness, that escape that comes with slumber. My spirit's already growing exponentially darker as I sit on the edge of my bed and gaze at the maps and posters that litter my walls. As I get up and look in the small mirror on my bedroom wall, I can't even put my long da...

Mi vida

Non-Fiction
Rakel98
2 comments
2 votes

Ya se que esta web esta en ingles pero me gustaria contaros un poco de mi vida para desahogarme. Dedesde pequeña me an tratado mal,insultado,dejado sola, eso hacen mis "amigos". Pero hay gente a la que quiero un chico que siempre me ayuda y eso pero no es que me guste en ese sentido si no que es mi mejor amigo. Tambien esta mi otro amigo que no estoy segura de si me gusta es un ro...

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