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ShallowHouse

We are all different people all through our lives and that's okay, that's good you've got to keep moving so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.

Shortbread Short Stories

Don't make fun of my height.
  • The Sun and The Moon

    The story of someone who I've never met.

    • Short Story
    • Dramatic · Realistic
    3 min read
  • I. L.O.V.E. Y.O.U.

    A late-night, same-night experimental story about a hopeless romantic and an impulse purchase.

    • Short Story
    • Science Fiction · Romantic
    3 min read
  • The Train to Heaven

    A story of a mother and her child.

    • Short Story
    • Realistic · Narrative
    5 min read
  • The Child in the Cave

    A sad tale of a boy alone in a cave under a seemingly unending downpour.

    • Short Story
    • Dramatic · Realistic
    3 min read
  • Are you happy?

    Would you say these words when you're ready?

    • Short Story
    • Realistic · Narrative
    2 min read


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien