Stories by The Wall, by newest first

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  • A Retrospective
    They have been exported here by some exwedrpf was soryy to yyou aaso dtheawo this is a plea out to the correct eggman can meand sally are taken what wonderfuldolls, boom thrown into a river eats the i flood. ande wae wake in
    by The Wall 300 words, 2 comments, on Oct 8 10:47 PM
  • Wiring
    I deserve this. Don’t I? I did terrible things and I deserve to be punished to the full extent of the law. My lawyer has the bored look of defeat on his face, mindlessly spinning his pen between his fingers. The judge looks l
    by The Wall 1600 words, 1 comment, on Apr 22 5:16 PM
  • Crumbling Bars of Mexico
    Oh, the blurring lights spped down the freeway of my mind,1
    by The Wall 100 words, 5 comments, on Sep 9 8:53 PM 2008. In , Poetry
  • Skinny Love
    You know what’s nice? When you’re that special kind of drunk, where you are still functional, but it feels like your watching what you’re seeing through a movie theater screen. Where you’re happy because for the rest of the
    by The Wall 300 words, 9 comments, on Aug 9 12:27 AM 2008
  • Clouds
    The car is now brimming with smoke. The hot midday sun is searing through the tinted windows of my jeep. I take a long drag on the joint and burst into a fit of coughing and laughing. 1
    by The Wall 600 words, on Aug 8 12:09 AM 2008
  • Freak
    I am at least fifteen pounds over weight.1 / I am an average student.2 / I am an average writer.3 / I am an average musician.
    by The Wall 100 words, 3 comments, on Jul 1 12:23 AM 2008. In
  • Playhouses
    Well I just about swear I been sittin’ out here for six years and I think I got barely thirty dollars.1 / Yessir, just ‘bout thirty two dollars and eleven cents.2 /
    by The Wall 500 words, 15 comments, on Jun 29 11:04 PM 2008
  • Singing Vultures
    The drink burned all the way down my throat. My I fixed my top hat, letting it rest just on the top of my head. John, my agent, patted me o
    by The Wall 2500 words, 2 comments, on Jun 28 11:05 PM 2008
  • The Clinic
    I walk into the clinic and see everybody I see every Friday. All the same faces plus a few new ones. Our group leader, some high school kid
    by The Wall 300 words, 4 comments, on Jun 19 12:22 AM 2008
  • Segment of Grey Goose Blue (For Contest)
    There is nothing lonelier than drinking vodka straight from the bottle in the back of a truck in the middle of the night.1 / The drink felt like it was on fire, searing its way down my throat, an
    by The Wall 700 words, 3 comments, on Jun 19 12:17 AM 2008
  • Reserved
    I'm feeling ambitious, give me both!
    by The Wall <100 words, 3 comments, on Jun 16 9:07 AM 2008
  • [ (E with g minor pull offs) ]
    (E with g minor pull offs) / Well I'm so tired / I can't get no rest / It's three in the morning / I can't get no rest1 / (A7) / I'm cryin' baby / Where's a man to go?
    by The Wall <100 words, on Jun 15 6:22 PM 2008
  • Grey Goose Blue
    There is nothing lonelier than drinking vodka straight from the bottle in the back of a truck in the middle of the night.1 / The drink felt
    by The Wall 2300 words, 17 comments, on Apr 3 12:09 AM 2008
  • Oh, Great Reverend
    The loud speaker turns on, and The Reverend tells us to report for a meeting.1 / I stand up and walk to my Reverend.2 / My cousins and I walk like sheep to the meeti
    by The Wall 500 words, 6 comments, on Mar 27 8:50 PM 2008
  • We are Precise Calculations
    The man said he liked my suit. Well that's always a plus.
    by The Wall 2000 words, 5 comments, on Feb 13 9:20 PM 2008. In Depression, Trippy
  • In A Blaze Of Glory
    Gregory the Great's last show.
    by The Wall 400 words, 6 comments, on Nov 20 9:14 PM 2007. In Death, Magician, Preformance
  • Recitar
    His gloved hands fiddled through the bag. He was calm and collected, pulling out a small knife, shinning even in the darkness of the wine cellar. He was dressed in a black shirt, and torn brown cloth pants. His long hair dang
    by The Wall 600 words, 2 comments, on Oct 7 8:46 PM 2007. In Dark, Love, Murder
  • If you find a way out.
    I took the cigarette out of my pocket, while simultaneously sliding my finger down the flint of the lighter. The weak flame lit the tip, and I sat down next to a tree, sitting with my knees up. The dog encaged in the fence lo
    by The Wall 300 words, 2 comments, on Sep 14 11:35 PM 2007. In Depression, Other
  • Trailer Trash
    by The Wall 1400 words, 15 comments, on Jul 27 11:26 PM 2007. In Experimental, South, Violence
  • Casey Sal
    I gazed out at the endless pasture and corn. Such a nice little place the Catskills was, out of the big city and such. I gently brushed my
    by The Wall 3600 words, 12 comments, on Jun 25 11:46 AM 2007. In 60's, Death, Drugs, Woodstock
  • One For The Money, Two For The Show
    All the shame is gone, / All the people are wrong, / Fighting Wars and talkin 'bout peace, / We've got our freedom on a lease, / Nobody car
    by The Wall 100 words, 2 comments, on Jun 18 10:01 AM 2007. In , Protest, Song lyrics
  • Rusty, Crusty and Sam
    There once was three pirates. They were known across the land as the most vicious, blood thirsty, merciless pirates on the seven seas. Thei
    by The Wall 500 words, 4 comments, on May 31 9:29 PM 2007. In , Adventure, Humor, Pirates
  • The Island
    My fingers felt like they were on fire. I poured my soul into that song, god knows, every ounce of it. But they didn't care. Hell, I could of played that song completely wrong, they wouldn't care. All they care about is the hit. I was sick of touring, and
    by The Wall 400 words, 2 comments, on May 22 4:45 PM 2007. In Depression, Drugs, Music
  • Eclipse
    Flames trickle and dance about their dark background, / Smoke glides with the wind, bringing it's hot fog through the trees, / The glowing
    by The Wall 200 words, 8 comments, on May 18 10:18 PM 2007. In , Life, Nature, Poetry
  • The House and the Feild
    A story of a man going insane from an odd point of veiw.
    by The Wall 1300 words, 5 comments, on May 14 4:48 PM 2007. In Other, Sanity, Strange
  • Why'd you even bother
    by The Wall 100 words, 24 comments, on May 3 10:45 PM 2007. In Love, Song lyrics
  • Pale Blue Eyes
    by The Wall 1600 words, 5 comments, on May 3 5:40 PM 2007. In Depression, Romance
  • Kigali
    by The Wall 1200 words, 13 comments, on Mar 30 2:05 PM 2007. In Africa, Genocide
  • The Tragedy of Mr. Spaghettie
    (This diary was found in a bowl of spaghetti on February 12, 1978.) / / Entry 1: It's been a day (in spaghetti time) since we were deployed to the front lines. We were scooped up right out of the pot and placed on the table. God only knows what fate
    by The Wall 500 words, 8 comments, on Mar 29 8:41 PM 2007. In , Food, Humor, Weird
  • The Point
    "That was profound." She said, "But you wanna know what I think? Don't answer that, of course you wanna know what I think."
    by The Wall 1400 words, 8 comments, on Mar 20 6:37 PM 2007. In Death, Romance
  • The Blues
    The man walked down the dirty, trash filled road to the the corner pawn shop in downtown New York. His dark skin blended with the shadows a
    by The Wall 700 words, 23 comments, on Mar 13 8:31 PM 2007. In Music, Pain, Sad, Short story
  • Police Brutality
    by The Wall 600 words, 3 comments, on Mar 12 3:53 PM 2007. In Crime, Protest
  • In a dream Chapter 1
    by The Wall 600 words, 2 comments, on Mar 9 9:14 PM 2007. In Starting idea, Strange
  • The meaningless rantings of a mad man.
    by The Wall 300 words, 6 comments, on Mar 9 5:45 PM 2007. In , Strange, Weird
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