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me life of trying to be pro

i cant wait to turn pro but i have a few problems, my friends they dont believe i can do it but you must try and you'll get truth about yourself and thats what i'm goind to do. If i do this, they could realy know who i am, even though i have a long way to go does not mean anything I still can do it I have trust and faith in my and my board (world industies) i know i can thjis even if its the last thing i do. I will not stop no matter what no person can stop me from fullfilling my dream, so if this is what i'm going to do for the rest of my life no matter what happens just remeber 1 thing YOU CAN DO IT ! Don't let nothing get in your way from doing what you do best or from fullfilling your dream so get out there and try, do your best, give it your all you have this could be your life 1 day it can help you reach your goal.


p.s. do your best don't let any body or wall get in your way.

By: z.8

4/1/2006 | 44 views
Majorly Horible Crush

Majorly Horrible Crush

My name is Emily white I go to South Ville High School. I hate it high school. Well you might not hate it, but see im not the most popular girl, and I‘m not the biggest nerd either. I may come close. Yeah that kinda sucks, but I’m not the girl with no friends I have one or two but that’s it. If your not in high school try your hardest to hurry up and get there so you can go through it fast. Well this last year went by really slow so it was horrible. I had to set by Pete way the whole time. Oh Yeah I for got to tell you Pete is like the biggest nerd in the whole school. He is so weird and dresses so ugly I mean... ewe. Who could like something so nasty. I know how embarrassing. I use to be real good friends with him in Elementary School and Middle but then I guess we quit talking the summer before school started last year. Oh well I am better off wit out him all he is, is a humiliation.

Well I hate to say this but he doesn’t like anyone but me. It shouldn’t matter because I don’t like him, I’m in love. Christopher Bay!! He's the hottest guy in school. He's my boy friend he just don’t know it yet. Every year I have this big plan to dress up for school so well that I will attract him. Every time I do, he misses school and Pete seems to fall in love with me even more.

Well now I’m off for school in my clothes that I whore last year that I got at a second hand store but no one has to know. Well there is Brenda, who notices everything. I’ve whore all my new clothes already and there in the wash. Oh Yeah Brenda I forgot to tell you about her. She is the biggest brat in the whole school yet all the guys are in love with her I don’t know how she’s so mean and preppie. Never mind I know how she where's all them mini skirts and tub tops. It's against school rules but all the teachers don’t care. Especially the Princable he is all about the girls wearing stuff like that. Don’t ask why cause I don’t want to say why.

Well hmm who have I forgot? Oh Yeah my friends. Megan and John, there twins in the same grade. They have all there classes with me. It's pretty cool since there my only friends well not my only but just the ones I trust. They think that I should go out with Pete and forget about Christopher and I said...NO. I didn’t know that he was standing right behind me When I said it either. He kinda walked away like he didn’t care but I saw him crying in math class. He said it was because of his cousin coming in town but I didn’t believe him till the next week.

See I was walking to school until a moving truck popped up out of no where. A boy walked out of the house next door to Pete which is next door to me. He was HOT, I mean I have never seen someone so HOT. And he started to walk to school. See we don’t live that far. It's my house, Petes, then HOT guys. Oh then the school. Well as I was admiring the hot guy Pete ran up to me and said hey. I tried to not notice him but it don’t work. Then all of a sudden the HOT guy ran up. I turned around and stopped. Pete rolled his eye's. Hotei smiled then spoke "hey Pete buddy oh pall. Who is this? Is this that girl Your obsessed with? The one you drew a picture of. That was a really good picture, by the way Emily im Matt. He stuck out his hand and I freaked.

"Oh sorry. Hi but what about this picture or portrait or whatever it is?" I said shaking his really soft smooth hand.

"Oh my bad you didn’t know that oops I catch you all later He said running after someone. I didn’t know who he was running after. I was way to busy checking out his butt. Wait now I see who it is. It’s Megan. How could he like Meggy I look so much better than her. She always gets the cute ones. Me not knowing it every word I thought was said. Oops.

"Pete. Don’t even try to walk away. This what I just said never leaves my mouth or yours. Soo... How do you know him and why do you have a portrait of me?" I Sounded like my mother.

"I wont tell anyone." He paused, "Ok you caught me I have a portrait of you in my room. Do you remember that day in art class when I set at the table in front of you and I was facing you? Well it was free day and I wanted to draw a picture of you so if I ever move I could remember you. Happy?"

I was amazed so much that I couldn’t say any thing. Before he walked away I stopped him. "Wait I didn’t ask you to leave. Why would you want to remember me I have only treated you like crap the past year?" I looked very confused.

"Because I remember you for who you where in middle school and elementary. Your good years. That all your old friends remember you by, but I an finish this convo later. I’m gonna miss my first class so catch you later." Man oh man no one has talked to me like that before. It hurt but it also made a change inside of me, so it also felt good. Man I cant wait till I get to class.

Well I had to go to breakfast so I had to pass the preps area in the cafeteria. Im always happy to walk by, but today I’m not for some reason. I know you cant be over Christopher already I’ve only been in love with him for 2 years. Man I wish my angel and demon would quit fighting. But my thoughts aren’t on him there on what Pete said for some reason. I wish I knew what it was about what he said but I don’t know. "Hey, Emily. You alright? I just saw Pete and he said he talked to you just a minute ago and I was wondering what was going on. Are you feeling ok?" Megan stumbled as she approached me amazed because I wasn’t staring at Christopher.

"Uhhh Um... Yeah I’m ok. You?" I just started to walk away with out an answer. I was still trying to make since of it all. Starting to feel a little sick. So I went to the nurse. I was sent home. They called my house but my mom wouldn’t pick up. I just told them that I would walk home.

Walking home I saw that the street was empty just like my life. It least its only been empty for 2 years, instead of my whole life. Pete was right I have changed. I finally reached my front door. I sat on the porch for a few minutes and then I went in. When I got in the house my mom asked why I was home so early. I just ignored her and went up to my room knowing that was a mistake. She came up to my room and asked me all kinds of questions. "Hey honey why did you come home so early was your tummy hurting? Or did Christopher show his true self?" She giggled. I rolled over and put my face in the pillow farthest away from my mom. The question that popped out, out of all of them was "Why didn’t Pete walk you home? When you were in middle school I remember he use to carry you home from school every time you got sick and he would always offer on the days you weren’t sick. So why didn’t he?" I just laid there not saying anything just flashing back."By the way What happened with you two being best friends" My mom turned me over to face here I rolled my eyes.

"High School mom that’s what happened High School. But it doesn’t matter because he wont even look at me any more." Her mouth dropped open, "Don’t act like your shocked because I know your not. See I talked to him today at school. He told Me about how pathetic I am. He may of had a reason to but I don’t care. He should feel real good about making me feel like crap." Wait that was a little selfish. "Mom what do I do at a time like this? I could go to house and apologize to him when he gets home. Mom can I go to Petes house when he gets home from school. Even though I came home early?" I was waiting for an answer.

"Wow I thought you would never ask. Of course. So are things back to normal? "

"Well mom I don’t think that he's gonna forgive me that quick. But I hope they are. It least soon."

"Good" She screamed. I spent the next two hours sleeping When I woke up I saw a nice hot bowl of chicken noodle soup, crackers and a sprite. I don’t know why my mom went over budget but she sure did enjoy it. I heard her singing down stairs with her Boy friend from out of town he works in the coal mines. He has a son that’s my age so he should be here to. I heard the toilet flush in my bathroom. I looked up and it was Heath my moms boyfriends son.

"I'm sorry did I wake you up? If I did im sorry. I heard you were sick so I came up here to see if you where alright. Then I really had to pee and I couldn’t make it down the stairs."

"Oh you didn’t wake me up you dads horrible singing did. hahaha. Why are you so dressed up?"

"It was picture day at my school and I thought I was gonna get my picture made but my dad pulled me out of school and said that I had to come up here so you would have someone to hang with since you not really sick. It least that’s what your mom said. So I really don’t know why I came up here to check on you"

"I’m not sick I was just tired so I took a nap. Gosh I still have 4 hours till Pete gets out of school. What am I gonna do for 4 hours?"

"I guess hang out with me, if you want to." He smiled. I was bored so I got different clothes on and we went to the mall and grabbed something to eat. I got a manicure and he got his hair cut. It was fun but I had ten minutes to get home. So we hurried home. I changed once again to look better I put my comfortable clothes on that I use to where to Petes. My Blue jeans that had Pete wrote all over them he bought them for me at a second hand store down the street. He said they needed something so he put his name all over them to make them creative. I think he did it in every single language. I wore a blue jersey I stole from him in 8th grade.

"I'm ready to see my best friend." I walked out the door not expecting to see him walking from school but to nock on his door but here he came down the street. He tried as hard as he could not to look at me but he looked at me straight in the eye's. "Im sorry for all the things I’ve done to you in the past two years. I'm sorry for not calling you and for ignoring you at school."

"Wow you might wont to go change clothes before someone sees you. I mean after all you aren’t even gonna talk to me any more you might get sick. It least that’s what Megan told everybody."

"I don’t care what other people think anymore. You made me realize what a brat I’ve been the past two years and how stupid I was, I stopped him from going into his door with my hand, look at me I’m sorry. I mean it to if I have to I’ll go on one of those friends date wearing these pant and you can wear that shirt from when you and me where going out in 8th grade. The one where you had that picture of me and you kissing in the 8th grade hallway. I don’t care what you where as long as you don’t wear the clothes you where to school. Please Say something

"Wow I should of said that to you a long time ago. Hehehe. Well why don’t we just go hang out in my room. Does that sound good?"

"Yeah that sounds real good. But can you please change your clothes.?"

"Yeah I guess, come on in. I have to tell my mom you’re here. You can come with me, Me and Pete walked all over his house and we finally found her. "Mom me and Emily are going to my room."

"Who? Did you say Emily?" Before she could even finish her sentence we were running up the stairs. I fell at the top it was funny. Pete said the cheesy line he always says before he picks me up. Well the only way to be a nice man is to carry you, and well once a man always a man. I kept saying no but he picked me up any way. He opened the door. His room was the same way it was the last time I was in there. Except there was a portrait on the wall of me from this year.

He dropped me on the bed as he went on his knees. He was very silent for a minute. So was I. The reason is well The first time he did that we kissed and it seemed like the perfect moment but he turned away. I felt like a huge idiot but I just had to add on and say something. "I'm sorry. I know it was to fast."

"No its just that..... I don’t want The same thing to happen again. Do you understand? I 'm sorry it's my fault not yours." He kept pacing around the room. I got up and pulled him over to the bed and sat him down.

"It's not you r fault its mine I knew if I came over here I would be tempted to kiss you but I understand. But if that was the only reason I am gonna change for you, me and everyone else around us. So...well, before I could finish what I was saying he kissed me. Not just a kiss, a french kiss. that was the best moment of my life. "Well Wow that was the best kiss you have ever gave me." His eye's lit up then he smiled. I started to laugh he asked what was so funny and all I could say was how the two years I was lost that one kiss brought my life right back to me.

Well that night me and him went on a date. Not a friends date but a boyfriend and girlfriend date and well it was awesome that was the best Pizza I had ever had. See how you could loose your life one minute and get it back with one kiss. Well it may not be a kiss with you but it was with me. After Pizza and a movie he kissed me good night and I went into my room passing my mom not listening to a word she said but she got all the answers with the huge smile on my face.

The next morning I woke up to seeing Petes face and it scared the crap out of me, he smiled real big and said "Coffee?" I didn’t say anything I just took The cup out of his hand. "Black with four tee spoons of sugar the way you like it. I think it least that’s what I remember. You are so beautiful. Did you know that? If you didn’t now you do." I stood up looking in the mirror I looked like crap but oh well. I turned my head and saw that my clothes were laid out. But it was a new pair one I didn’t pick out. Wait they look like my old clothes from 8th grade.

"What’s this?" I turned to Pete confused.

"Well before you say anything id like to say that this is our first day as a couple and well you told me yesterday You didn’t care what other people thought so I went though every drawer and that’s what I found and look at me do you remember these sexy pants you picked out in eighth grade well you might not but let me show you something. hold your pants up to mine now read what the butt says."

"Emily &/ Pete 4/ Eva I barley remember these well I guess I’ll ware them."

We were on our way to school and well we were the most noticed after all seeing us to together was a hard to believe thing I mean heck I hated him yesterday morning and to see me the next day with me holding his hand was shocking. We were just about to pass the preps but Pete stopped and asked if we wanted to go the other way but I said no. "Oh my gosh look at the two Biggest Geeks in school holding hands how grosimly cute." Kate said

I stopped and turned to her and got in her face "You know what Kate 1st your breathe stinks and oh Yeah Shove it, I pushed her off the prep table. "what ever" is all she could say.

"Hey Emily like your clothes but wasn’t that from 8th grade?" Christopher and all his friends looked at me and started to laugh. Before I could say something Pete did.

"It least we can still fit in our eighth grade clothes." I turned away because Pete told me to. "Oh Yeah something I've wanted to do since 1st grade." He pulled his hand back and punched him in the face as hard as he could. Well lets me just put it this way we walked out of school that day being the most popular People in school. Or you could just say that we were the most popular couple.

               MAYBE HIGH SCHOOL ISN’T THAT BAD.
By: Christa B.

By: CIsMyName

3/28/2006 | 118 views
the mystery of the singing
one day, i was walking down the street and i heard singing. the singing was coming from behind me, but when i turned around,there wasn't anybody there.  so i continued to walk.  the singing grew lowder, so i looked again, there wasn't anyone there.i could hear what he was singing now, it was "do o diddy diddy dum diddy do."  So once again i turned around, still nothing.  then i felt something rub against my leg, (the singing seemed like it was coming form the sewer below me, inches away) i jumped.
By: tesla

3/9/2006 | 83 views
All bout' me!
My name is Shaniqua Jade Lanice CLayton.   I'm like in love with Eminem.   He is so fine.   I love to drink Bacardi Razz, Wisers Deluxe And Budwieser.   I smoke alot of weed when i'm drinking.  I watch South Beach and Trailer Park Boys.  Ricky is f*ckin' hilarious!
My hotmail is miss_shaniqua.jade420@hotmail.com
Holla back!
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By: miss_shaniqua.jade

3/9/2006 | 75 views
Who is he?

I am not one person, but two. One that I know, and the one you see. Who only notice my actions, you only notice my emotion you get a glimpse at. Still you ask yourself this, who is he?

 

He stepped upon my bus, the route I usually do. He stepped on quick and gave me a nod of acknowledgment. He sat in the middle of the back seat. It felt almost as if he wanted me to notice him. He only stared at the floor, bumped around a little bit, but his eyes remand upon the floor. He never rang the bell, but simply got off at the station that was close by. When I stopped the bus he jumped of quick, and said thanks. His voice was deep, yet still clear. I know I have seen him somewhere before. Who is he?

 

I was waiting for the train, and out of the corner of my eye I saw him. He walked with authority. He was slick, cool, and yet so weak. He looked like he had no confidence in his motion. His face was a simmer, clear and brisk. I never once knew that I have known him from somewhere. When the train came he was in the other car in front of me. I never saw him after. I’ve seen him before. Who is he?

 

Train stopped as it usually does at this spot. I had my arm around my girlfriend when he slowly but fiercely climbed aboard. The light hit his simmering fearful eyes hard. They were almost like glass. He looked for the empty seat that was closest to him.  Which was the seat across from me. When he sat down it was with a sudden thump. He put his hand in one pocket and started out the window. Didn’t seem to care to know that people were scooping him out. It took him awhile to get to his stop, but when it came he stood up long before hand and stood close to the door. I still looked deep at him, he only stood there and never moved until the train stopped and it seemed almost as quick as he entered the train, he left. Who is he?

 

I felt someone walking behind me. I didn’t want to look back at that time. To afraid that it might have been someone who could have hurt me. I kept walking, and he kept getting closer to me. I still never turned around. He then pasted me. He was tall, very tall, well no doubt taller then me. I caught a quick glimpse of his face. But it was so dark out I couldn’t really see. He moved by hands in his pockets, breathing hard. Sounded almost like he was running from someone, something. He coughed, smoker? Who knows? But still. Who is he?

 

I picked up a newspaper and read the article, front page. A twenty-year old, cold-blooded murder horrible sight. I was leaning up against light post, as I casually do, with my cigarette in one hand and the paper in the other. Taken in a drag from the cigarette, I pulled down the front page of the paper. There, right in front of me was him. The twenty-year old, walking in the coat that was the same as was in the picture of him. I saw him, he never saw me. Either he did, and chose not to look my way. I was stunned to see him. Continued to walk away from me, he strides away, and then just disappeared. I know who he is.

 

So know you see how everybody notices you, in one way or another. Don’t think for a second that you need to be in the paper to be noticed. Set your goal, and when you reach it they will then ask. Who is he?
By: Bronx1989

3/8/2006 | 140 views
start finish

once apon a time the end

By: da_good_girl

3/8/2006 | 80 views
in my life

this is a story i did for english, it's not me!1

In my life

Thank you creator for our presence, life and joy on Earth ishwar aik hai.   We light the incense, kneel down and pray both palms flat on the floor.  No higher is my back then the elderly.  I am the youngest, only 15.  My traditions are remarkably different than that of my friends.  I have a strong culture, which was pressed on my childhood. Every gesture I make, the black in my hair, full and thick, is a reflection of me and my upbringing.  I am an Indian girl, but my birthplace would suggest otherwise. Akhila-aravati, my unique, different name excludes me from the rest in my grade.   

 

How can I begin to explain life as a child?  Not yet are those sly “go home, you don’t belong!” comments effective.  Everything is bliss.  Ignorance is bliss.  And I would go to school, come home and spend time with mum.  How I loved being with her, she “got” me…not like most parents, she really understood me, and well I thought I had something special.  When I’m with my family, my cousin, Shaila, the good times last.  I figured at the age of 13, that the reason for this was because we share the same background.  No other could do the things I love.

 

 I was always the odd ball, the random one.  Sometimes I would sing in class, not realising I was, and in a different language too.  The kids would point and laugh, chanting hymns of nothingness, trying to mock me.  Nothing sweet and innocent to say, or a question of what I was singing about, just comments from my friends “Akhila, don’t ever do that again!” and I didn’t, not at school anyway.

 

Everyone in life has a special plan, a gift to share; one person’s gift completes the next.  Losing two loved ones in life, my mother and husband was wounding, and it took three years to overcome it.  Whilst it did take one part of my life away, one who I couldn’t share my graduation with, and one that won’t be there to bless my kids on their journey to success, it filled another. 

 

The scent of curry is flowing through the window, I hunger for rice, “pick up the rice cooker, and tell Maggie that she’s welcome for dinner anytime” I say to my youngest.  She does and returns later with a glimpse of sadness “When’s pappi coming back ma, it’s already four” she asks.  Then in shock she goes to her room sulking. She misses daddy today and the fact she keeps failing to remember can’t cause me more pain.  I waited for her outside the schoolyard but her awkwardly neglecting glances cast over at me, and for a minute I thought she was embarrassed he wasn’t there.  She must have forgotten, dad never missed a soccer game…his presence is with us I keep pushing to Lithia.  He knew how much it meant to her; poor girl; I guess I saw disappointment for the first time through my daughter’s eyes since he was taken from us.

 

Loosing the ones I love most taught me a lot of lessons, but mostly it taught me to be strong, that people, can come and go out of life, and that one has to be independent.  I can’t rely on someone else to tell me whom I am.  You have it bad when you miss a day without your friend; your whole life is off track, know that you have it bad when you’re stuck in the house and you don’t want to have fun because all you think about.   

 

Lithia has gone through some rough times lately…the school bully keeps finding her. The manipulative girl makes me distressed.  Her words are empty and yet so very powerful.  To obtain such power at that age wouldn’t do any justice in the world.  Lithia has been questioning me, why do the girls at school call me weird mamma? I look at her, not a hint of sadness in my eyes.  Now you don’t listen, don’t ever adjust who you are.  We are a proud family, and you know that I care for you very much.  Her glazed eyes are, so big, two black diamonds staring at me.  Momma, I only feel happy at home.  The girls don’t like me there, the guys are bad but the girls are worse…they don’t know me, the real me! I want to let it out, the girl that’s inside but I can’t.  This took me down memory lane, I miss my mother she always filled my soul with happiness.  Would the same journey that I experienced become my daughters? Some people in life go through the wire, but people need this.  For ones suffering is another’s triumph.

 

Thank you creator for our presence, life and joy on earth ishwar aik hai I kneel down, back straight, while Lithia lights the incense.  Both palms flat on the ground she closes her eyes, shuffles her bottom down and pushes her back near to the ground , she is the youngest, only 13.      

By: lido_breezy16

3/6/2006 | 373 views
Me

My name is Latisha and I'm mix with black and germany. I love spongebob and purple everything in my room is spongebob. Il ove to go to the mall I like all kind of sports but Im girly.

By: tish56

2/24/2006 | 161 views

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