Yellow everyone, I am Elizabee and I like to write for fun as a hobby. This year I have challenged myself to write a short story every single day. I would love for you to join me as I share this writing adventure with you all :)
The Underwater Train The train flies by on the tracks, breaking through the water as it goes on its underwater route. Not many travel on the underwater train, most scared by the thought of it, but not once has the interior of the train leaked, or any disaster occurred. Years and years the train has run this route, and still people are wary. The small few consistent riders of the underwater train benefit greatly from its speed. Being underwater, the train is able to take a more direct route, getting passengers where they want to go faster than the normal land trains. The look of the train is what scares people the most, it does not look like it is meant to go underwater. On the outside, it is a normal, standard train that would be seen passing by a normal road. But the outside is deceiving as the inside is sealed airtight, not allowing any water inside the cabin. It is quite a surreal experience riding the underwater train. The route starts on land like normal then veers off onto ...
Thief of the Night Princess Ardwina had everything. She lived in a giant castle, had all the ball gowns, dresses, and jewelry she could ever desire, and her family was always close by. She never needed to work as everything was done for her. Her life was basically perfect. Just not for her. Spoiled as she may be, she knew that everything had been handed to her all her life. She did nothing to earn her place, her riches. She wanted to make something of her life, like the commoners of the villages, she wanted to do something, get her own gold and riches, something she had earned. As a princess she was not allowed to work like the people of the village. Her place was in the castle, tending to the formalities of a princesses life. No matter how deep her desire to be normal like her people she never could. So she found another way, a way to make her own money, a way to obtain riches that weren’t simply handed to her on a silver platter. Thievery. During the day her royal dutie...
The Floor is Lava “Mommy, why is that cloud so dark?” She quickly grabs her young daughter, eyes peeled to the darkness above, “That isn’t a cloud Lyla.” Her pace quickens with her daughter secured in her arms, bouncing up and down as she runs. Overhead a large cloudlike figure begins to cover the entire sky. Everyone under the dark cloud panics, running for cover, all knowing the pain that is about to come. The dark cloud stops as all the light is squeezed out of sight. “What’s happening mommy?” the little girl says with tears in her eyes. “I love you Lyla,” her mother says, squeezing her tight as they hide inside a nearby building. A loud thundering noise comes from outside followed by loud thuds on the ground, tearing the roads to pieces. Heavy metal rods descend swiftly from the dark cloud above, plunging deep into the earth. Giant cracks begin to form all over the earth, lava slowly seeping through them. The mother covers her daughters ears to try and...
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