mikepyro

(this piece was recently plagerized by CastlesInTheSky, a writer removed for several counts of plagerism filed against her. I have won story of the week on ABCtales well before she ...

It was a formal looking sign. Neat. Tasteful. Elegant. The kind of sign that says "Hey, look at me. I'm better than you" to all the lesser signs of the ...

(originally a three part piece. I've decided to put together into one) I am Bob (part 1) I am Bob. I am Bob. My name is Bob. Although yesterday it ...

1. Taylor “Have you ever tasted dirt? Have you ever felt your heart stop, if only for a minute? Have you ever smelled the sweet odor of wet earth, and ...

Warning: Contains explicit use of the word Awesome There once was a man who was awesome. Everywhere he went people would bow down before his awesomeness. "He's so awesome!" They'd ...

*knock on door* *Tom stands from table, crosses room and opens door* *a man stands in doorway, cloaked in all black, his black hair slicked back and shining, his eyes ...

My name is George Fuller. I am completely normal in every way. Exceptionally average. My qualities reflect my mindset, which in itself wreaks of "mid-rank". I live moderately well and ...

So this is how it happened. Listen and listen close, because I fucking hate questions. So I’m in North Bend Hospital cleaning out the bed pans of dilapidated grandmas and ...

Where does paradise lie?In the shadow of the swords. The remote is light, cheap plastic and wires, but it feels heavy in my hands. All around the shouts and whispers ...

I dreamt the other night I met Death. The room where I sat was cold and dark. I felt if I spoke my voice would echo. The desolate blackness, like ...

1. Literature and Bullshit: The Dynamic Duo Today I bullshat my way through AP English 4. I'm very good at it, bullshitting. In fact, you could almost say I'm an ...

He told me he was going to kill me. And he seemed very serious. At least I think he was, I really wasn't paying attention. I figured he was joking. ...

Dedicated to my Uncle and Aunt. --- The phone's ringing. What time is it? 3:00 AM. Who the hell's calling at 3:00 AM? "Hello?" "Mr. Krpec?" "Yes." "Mr. Krpec my ...

(borderline R rating) John pushed the end button on his white home phone and placed it in its cradle. It lay there, the soft buzz of static fading as it ...

What am I doing? I'm in the middle of a room. My House. Ok. That's the where. Now the why. I'm naked. Bottom half. Totally buffing it. Why am I ...

Deleted version. Please check the updates version on my profile. You'll love it! More a short story than script, I know. Appreciate all comments and advice received!

Spoiler! : Story of the yellow fever outbreak that took place in the late 1800s in new York city. So many died that when it rained the sheets used to ...

My father was buried today. It was a quiet affair. The build up to the ceremony wasn’t particularly suspenseful as we’d been expecting it some time. Not many people came. ...

Our fourth session. “Have you been drinking again, Mr. Barrow?” “A little.” “How much is a little?” “It's enough.” Eyes red. Shining. The crunch of leather as he sits, adjusting ...

Spoiler! : Not neccessarily a poem, more a prose story, but I feel it fits better under the poetry type due to the nature of the writing and words. And ...

I am Bob. I am Bob. My name is Bob. Although yesterday it was Harvey, and tomorrow it will be Randall, for now my name is Bob. Each day I ...

  Spoiler! : May be a tad long, but you will not regret it. I promise you. Split into eight acts. Four acts of revenge, three events leading to the ...

Alex pushed the end button on his battery-drained phone and placed it in its cradle. It laid there, the soft buzz of static fading as it powered down. He crossed ...

My name is George Fuller. This is my life.*** Sarah brought me the mail today. She carried the envelopes tucked squarely under her armpit despite the fact that both her ...

Spoiler! : A rewrite of an older piece I posted here, one that was ironically plaigerized by a writer here. This actually led me to joining this site. And yes, ...

What am I doing? I'm in the middle of a room. My house. Okay, that's the where, now the why. I'm naked, bottom half, totally buffing it. Why am I ...

Spoiler! : Be warned ahead of time there is strong violence and language in the first half of the piece, so know ahead of time and please don't complain about ...

Spoiler! : Dedicated to my cousin Branden and his patents, all they've gone through. Phone's ringing. What time is it? 3:00 am. Who the hell's calling at 3:00 am? "Hello?" ...

Spoiler! : A very old poem of mine from when I was 15, a tribute to the passage Song of Solomon, possibly the most breathtaking lines of prose within the ...

Spoiler! : Please, if you're reviewing this don't just say 'I found some grammar/typo errors (there are no typos) without stating what they are. I'm strict on grammar and I ...

It was a hot day, but it didn’t feel like it. Cool breeze swept through the park, sending leaves of twilight gold to shower the earth. The laughter and cries ...

So I’m in North Bend Hospital cleaning out the bed pans of dilapidated grandmas and dropping hunks of near frozen apple sauce into half-comatose patients when—wait, I should probably tell ...

I awoke to a blaze of white light. I'd been dreaming; I thought I still was. The clock beside me sat stuck at 11:11 am. The room was quaint, simple. ...

Spoiler! : Warning: Contains explicit use of the word ‘awesome’. There once was a man who was awesome.Everywhere he went people would bow down before his awesomeness."He's so awesome!" they'd ...

Spoiler! : Four stories about the attack. All but the first fictional. Separate pieces, seoerate tales. I've tried to avoid the overly sappy style so many of these pieces seem ...

Spoiler! : *Not really a script, I know, but as it's an all dialogue piece I felt it fit well in the category.* Wake up. “Hello?”Hello, Michael.“Who is this? Who ...

Oh my brothers,do you feel the hatred growin'?Do you hear the children screamin'?Do you hear the men a chantin'songs of fire, brimstone, and hell?Oh my brothers,do you see the signs ...

Oh my brothers,do you feel the hatred growing'?Do you hear the children screamin'?Do you hear the men a chantin'songs of fire, brimstone, and hell?Oh my brothers,do you see the signs ...