Stories by masked-face, by newest first

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  • Drowning
    He pushed me to the hard ground as the other two held my arms down. I squirmed as their grip tightened and stopped the blood circulation. He got the thick chain attached to a weight and pad lock from the corner of the room th
    by masked-face 400 words, 4 comments, on Jun 26 1:26 PM. In Dark, Death, Drama, Pain, Short story
  • The Stone of Tarna
    We were sprinting through the hallway, Merandon and me. We knew we were late yet again because of over sleeping. We raced into the cluttere
    by masked-face 3500 words, 2 comments, on Apr 22 8:52 AM. In Adventure, Fantasy, Unfinished
  • The Goodbye
    She looked blankly at him.1
    by masked-face 300 words, 1 comment, on Mar 3 1:45 PM
  • mum?
    “What” I said “You’re, you’re my mum?”1
    by masked-face 500 words, 1 comment, on Feb 1 8:07 AM. In Life, Running away
  • The Raid
    I put my gun against the back of his neck and my arm around his head, and pushed forward to make him walk again.1
    by masked-face 1100 words, 1 comment, on Jan 8 10:07 AM
  • Am i scum?
    They don’t know anything about me so why should they say those things. The way they think there so cool and in with it just makes them even
    by masked-face 200 words, on Nov 29 11:00 AM 2008
  • The Cell
    She lay there and heard the screaming of the girl next door.1
    by masked-face 400 words, 2 comments, on Nov 26 1:55 PM 2008. In Drama, Locked away, Unfinished
  • Writers block
    by masked-face 100 words, on Nov 24 4:10 PM 2008
  • Emmi
    Mark called after her.1
    by masked-face 300 words, on Nov 24 1:55 PM 2008. In Dark, Depression
  • Untitled ( the raid maybe?) - part 1
    I put my gun against the back of his neck and my arm round his head, and pushed forward to make him walk again.
    “Crazy bitch!” he snarled
    by masked-face 1100 words, 1 comment, on Nov 20 2:28 PM 2008. In Action, Fantasy, Fiction, Unfinished
  • lonesome wonderer (intro)
    Everything you have seen, I have seen a thousand times. I’ve seen everything, everyone. I make friends, then watch them leave. I’ve fallen
    by masked-face 100 words, 1 comment, on Nov 13 11:28 AM 2008. In Dark, Depression, Fantasy
  • The Dead Rich Victorian Mans Grave Myth
    I remember last year, I was out with my mates on Halloween night and felt like having a bit of a laugh. There was this rumour that if you stood by this grave stone of a Victorian rich man, and place a knife in the ground, 10
    by masked-face 200 words, on Nov 3 2:50 PM 2008
  • is it weird to......
    Is it weird to be hungry but not have an appetite?1
    by masked-face 200 words, 2 comments, on Nov 3 7:14 AM 2008. In Depression
  • misery
    She could never go back now. All alone and sitting on a cold park bench, in the cold wind and rain. Thinking that god must hate her or she must be a mistake, being alive..1
    by masked-face 500 words, 2 comments, on Nov 3 6:58 AM 2008. In Depression, Short story
  • the truth seeker
    They were walking together in a group, a loud, boisterous group. They looked around to find there victim and found it. The quiet girl from
    by masked-face 800 words, 2 comments, on Nov 2 4:17 PM 2008. In Fantasy, Fiction
  • the voice from all around- chapter one
    by masked-face 1400 words, on Nov 2 12:47 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Horror, Tragedy, Unfinished
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