Opentointerpretation Stories

WARNING : THIS STORY IS OPEN TO INTERPRETATION. IT WILL END WITHOUT EXPLANATION THUS LEAVING YOU IN SUSPENSE. A mystery filled short story that will leave you keep guess...

A scrambled word soup that my phone's auto-recommended texts that is messy but kind of interesting. I did not write these.

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What happens when the two loveless romantics meet. . . . . Well it's been a while. Lowkey kinda uninstalled wattpad. But I'm back now sorta. I've got a few Ideas for dif...

Sirius and Remus fall asleep in front of the fireplace. Whether it's romantic or not is open to interpretation......

Describing a place of comfort-physical or metaphysical-and the thoughts that loom in O'Jenkin's head.

This is a spoken-word type poem, I guess. Reading it to yourself does not take anything away from the piece but I always imagined it being spoken. I would call it, "...

While on a hike in the forest, David stumbles into the discovery of an old music box. But when he plays it, he'll question how something small can lead to a big conseque...

One rule: SIX words per story. Disclaimer; most of these stories are NOT mine.

A short, as in tiny short, story about meeting Niall Horan. FYI its very cringy. Enjoy!

I try, Tina. I hope that where you are, you can see my life, you can see my happiness. I believe that you forgive me. You gave me this perfect word and went away to anot...

In that moment, that one fleeting moment everything was perfect. That flash of gold, when the sunlight scrapes at the burning ebony sky, banishing the shutter of darkne...

Logan is up late at night after Anxiety alerted Thomas that something was off. He wanders into the kitchen to find Remus and ends up engaging him in a coffee battle of t...

A loose collection of pleas, bargains, and beggings for forgiveness, from a place of selfish and honest intentions. In rule of three, obviously.

Some of my poems, they're a little different and a lot of them are kinda old so we're working on the whole revising situation.

A lone wanderer walks through a dead world, where only things that remain are sand and the stars in the night sky.

It's the end of the world and nobody new until it was too late. What would you do in your last hours?

Owen extends friendship to everyone who moves to Sandrock, including Justice's new deputy. Disclaimer - I don't own My Time At Sandrock. This is written for the monthly...