Stories by xMomo, by newest first

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  • “Michael…I have great news…” I start to say, fidgeting with the dish towel in my hand. 1
    by xMomo 300 words, 1 comment, on Sep 20 10:26 PM 2008. In , Dark, Love, Other
  • Noah Evander – 20041
    by xMomo 400 words, 3 comments, on Sep 7 4:25 PM 2008. In Death, Family, Other
  • Charlie Evander – 1999
    “Mommy, why is the sky blue?” “Mommy, why doesn’t everyone look the same?” “Where do baby’s come from?”
    by xMomo 400 words, 3 comments, on Sep 7 12:57 AM 2008. In
  • umm...i think it got kind of bad around the ending sorry. Must have lost inspiration
    by xMomo 400 words, 7 comments, on Sep 5 9:11 PM 2008. In , Death
  • Patrice rang Gray's doorbell anxiously. In her grasp was a box wrapped in colorful birthday paper and tied with a blue ribbon. She waited p
    by xMomo 500 words, 1 comment, on Jul 14 2:57 AM 2008. In Love, Random
  • How terrifying and exhilarating it was to feel such hatred running through your veins. Dozens stood before me, watching, cheering. The feel
    by xMomo 500 words, 5 comments, on Mar 19 8:24 PM 2008. In
  • _flashback_1 / ‘I’d do more then die for you. I’d protect you from whatever, if it were animals…criminals…whatever. Any man who would try t
    by xMomo 700 words, 5 comments, on Feb 12 9:10 PM 2008. In Death, Flashbacks, Love
  • I sat on the bench, my head tilted down, eating my sandwich. It was Turkey on rye bread. I hated it but I didn’t complain. 1 / He got it fo
    by xMomo 700 words, 1 comment, on Feb 9 12:28 AM 2008
  • Momo&&_040307 says:1 / AHHH I'M GOING INSANE2 / Person says:3 / go on..4 / Momo&&_040307 says:
    by xMomo 300 words, 2 comments, on Feb 2 6:59 PM 2008
  • Okay this was it; I was going to talk to him without saying something stupid or tripping over myself. I checked my breath and pushed my hair out of my face.1 / I walked slowly toward him.
    by xMomo 300 words, 4 comments, on Feb 1 12:31 AM 2008
  • I lay there in the soft grass, staring at the cloudy sky. I saw no blue, no sun. It was dull and gray and I hated it. It was the blue sky I
    by xMomo 400 words, 2 comments, on Jan 31 11:50 PM 2008. In , Death, Love, Pain
  • “Take my hand.” He ordered.1 / I stared up at him. Hanging off this bridge didn’t seem so bad. At least I didn’t have to feel his soft touch or look into his piercing eyes.2
    by xMomo 600 words, 2 comments, on Jan 31 12:01 AM 2008
  • I looked out the window of the café. I only saw blurry images for it was raining buckets. The water flowed down the window fast. One person
    by xMomo 700 words, 2 comments, on Jan 14 10:42 PM 2008
  • “Don’t try to grow up too fast. Keep your innocence and your childhood as long as you’re able to, because when it’s gone you can never get
    by xMomo 600 words, 1 comment, on Dec 27 7:17 PM 2007. In Love
  • They ran down the shadowy street, hands clasped. The tears were already streaming down her face. They ducked into a dark ally. He pushed me
    by xMomo 500 words, 4 comments, on Dec 27 4:35 PM 2007. In , Love, Pain
  • We ran down the shadowy street, hands clasped. The tears were already streaming down my face. We ducked into a dark ally. Her pushed me aga
    by xMomo 300 words, 5 comments, on Dec 26 11:43 PM 2007. In , Death, Love, Pain
  • by xMomo 1000 words, 2 comments, on Dec 26 5:25 PM 2007. In Life, Love, Third person, Young adult
  • Her mother was killed by a vampire. Her life force drained. Years later Paige still remembers and wants revenge. Vampires had become her ob
    by xMomo 900 words, 4 comments, on Dec 23 8:30 PM 2007. In Darkish, Other, Romance, Vampires
  • Raven sat by the fire place, glaring at it and sipping hot chocolate. She seemed mad but on the inside she was dying. The only person in the world she loved was leaving her forever. Right at that moment he was most likely ent
    by xMomo 300 words, 1 comment, on Dec 14 3:25 PM 2007. In A little humor, Love
  • by xMomo 400 words, 6 comments, on Dec 7 3:31 PM 2007. In Family, Pain, Young adult
  • Usually I could tell this stuff was coming. I would see it in my dreams. I mean, I knew i was going to die but I didn't think it would be s
    by xMomo <100 words, 1 comment, on Nov 23 2:57 PM 2007. In
  • The father wanted his daughter dead.
    He blamed her for his wife's death.
    He strongly hated the one she loved and couldn't stand her bein
    by xMomo 300 words, 2 comments, on Nov 19 6:05 PM 2007. In , Death, Love, Sad
  • "STOP!Make it stop!" she pleaded, tears fallling down her red cheeks. / Some turned to look at her but none came to her aide. A man came up
    by xMomo 400 words, 1 comment, on Sep 21 5:39 PM 2007. In , Life(kinda), Love, Sad
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