Read & Write Comedy Stories

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As I exhaled the laughter from my lungs, I look at you. We share a glance for what feels like a lifetime. I feel blood rush to my cheeks and I see yours do the same. While the world goes on, I can't help but feel stuck in your eyes. Everyone else's laughter fades to the background. The only thing I can see is you. It isn't

until someone shakes me back into reality that I remember where I was.
In my half-dazed state, I laughed, "I'm sorry, can you repeat that?". " I said, are you okay? You've been watching your phone for a real long time. To distract from my embarrassment, I laugh loudly, "of course, I was watching a great show". My friend, Ludwig, rolls his eyes, "whatever d...

Rays of weakened sunlight bleed upon the left edge of the desk. Car motors toil away only to be muted against wall, a sheet of glass, and plastic shutters.
A brightness shines at the corner of his vision, as he slowly claws toward the base of his glass of water, just his left. He summons the energy to drag the glass toward his chin, the sound grating

his ears until the glass slows against the edge of the pile of papers, bending the edge of the papers. He tips the cup just enough to allow a stream of warmth to run down his tongue. The taste is stale as he ceases his hand from the base of the cup. The cup achieves its balance after a touch of water climbs to the rim and drips down the glass. Kwadjo groans...

"Okay, here's how we do it ..."

A week ago I never thought I would sit here and have a normal conversation with my arch enemy. A week ago we were still trying to kill each other. You might think it is an exaggeration, but you should have seen us during the football games. We are both team captains for the only two teams at our school and they have never

been friends, never. But now that we are going to compete in a bigger competition, we have to bring our teams together to a large one to have the right number of players. I can't understand why the teachers thought this was a good idea....

Have you ever wondered what happens when you die? Phillip wondered that when his grandfather died, he wondered that when his mother died and he wondered that when his wife died. When he took his last breath, he wondered if his daughter was asking the same thing. But explaining this complex system is not that easy. When Philip arrives, he has to fill out a

questionnaire about how he felt his life worked. Yes, so they know how to do next time you go down....

Lucy Badura had a psychic ability as a small child. She could see things that no one else could. When she was five years old she saw a young Victorian girl with long black hair came out of the wall to talk to her for a while. She senses know that this is her spirit guide. There was framed black butterflies on the wall and she could of sworn they came alive

and there wings started flapping. This could of been more than her imagination. Sometimes at night she could see tiny figure's running backward and forwards in her bedroom. A tiny space ship with monkeys stepping out. Animals such as an elephant and a giraffe. Also a tiny house that when on flames. Lucy had forgotten all about it when she grew up but rememb...

I always liked to walking alone in the woods. It helped me connect with the nature. As always after the hectic day I went to the walk in the evening. The smell of the wet grass, the whistling of wind as it chased the leaves was enough to refresh any soul. As I covered nearly half way of my track I felt like someone or something was chasing me. I looked back

but it was nothing. Probably the after affect of the horror movie from last night. Thinking I should not watch these movies.. "Hey miss you... Yea you.. You dropped your snack behind.." What? I looked back with a shock. No one was there. Walking a few steps back. I saw the snack lying on the track. Near the snack was a small monkey staring at me with sparkl...

Nail art and nail care is a beautiful skill. Most of us would love to do nail art, nail design, nail colors like nail polish or gel polish, etc. Many people will love to do nail designs in very different ways. Some of us want to design or do art on nails, some of us want to do different types of colors on nails and some of the others want to do designs with

acrylic. Anyway, this is a passion for many people and many of us enjoying and finding something satisfactory on it.
There will be people who try different things every day and there will be some of us who have a certain nail style to keep. This nail art or nail coloring is a beautiful thing but it is also a little expensive even if we want to do simple na...

I’m Elizabeth (Lizzie), and on the surface I’m an average 8th grade school girl, but really that couldn’t be farther than true. I guess you could say I’m surrounded by crazy people and my boyfriend ,David, is no exception. “Lizzie.” A sturdy palm connects with my back. “Ah!” I gasp as my back tenses up. “Heh, you got me.” I sighed

relieved that it was only David. “You know it!” He exclaimed flirtatiously. “I-I don’t even know what to do with you…” I muster too far gone to even expect anything less from him. “Have you seen my search history?” He got me, using such a powerful move against me? How can I fight back?
More people fill the hall as I start my walk to the cafe...

Sat perched upon his spot. His place. He thinks to himself, why? He doesn’t understand why his happened.
Did he do this? Did every step he take lead up to this? This isn’t my fault. He repeats this in his head.
Like a mantra. Over and over. Because he needs to remember the truth. His truth. He forgets a lot.
His mind tends to go from one thing to

another very fast. He didn’t see anything. Just heard the noise.
Who’s fault is this? He thinks. He must think harder. Go over the facts. Go through his memory of the actions leading unto this point. He has a small amount of time before they find him. He just wants to go over things in his head.
So when he does tell them he’ll say it in the right wa...

previously: a strange object flew down from the sky interrupting the 10 player smash with jenny wakeman, the masked kid from under hero, niko from oneshot, sash lilac, sans the skeleton, bob the garo, snatcher the soul stealing phantom, nights the nightmaronn, kayna the fire element singing monster, and the villainous crow. The thing that was flying in the

clouds was none other than the space ship of the villain from over the yonder: lord dominator.
"greetings" she said making everyone freeze in their tracks, "halt" said a spear welding fish monster known as undyne, "I know exactly who you are dominator, I won't let you hurt anyone here." dominator laughed and stated "if I wanted to hurt anyone I would have d...

I go down the stairs and see my mama making tortillas I smile at her while she makes them. The smell of the burning edges just the way I like them. No one else wants the edges burnt like I do. She turns and looks at me, and I can feel all her love feel my whole soul. She opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. I got her to touch her, and she fades

away into ashes.

“Mama, please don’t leave me. Mamá no me deje. ¡Por favor!” I scream out, crying. I hear a voice in the distant.

“Marco, Marco, wake up, Hijo, you’re dreaming.” The voice says I open my wet eyes up, and I’m lying the back seat of our SUV and look at the face of my father. He has his tears streaming down. “I miss mama ...

Every time when we were together in bed, he asked me what was our relationship. I wanted to say to him that I liked him very much and have fallen in love with him but I could not say, though once accidentally I spilled my secret. We met when he came to me asking whether we could compare our assignment, I was not done with the assignment so I replied I am not

done yet. Next time he came to me asking about the lecture that he was absent in, but look at the play of the time, I was also absent in the same class. I had a lot of things in my mind going on so when he asked for my number I was not bothered I just placed my cell phone in front of the table and started working on my laptop. At first impression, he looked...

the co workers for smash ultra were getting ready for the day, who were: frank the fox, a black fox who wore a blue hoodie, grey pants, and had blue spots on his head and had the tip of his tail blue, flowey, who was reborn as the firsy two souled monster (don't worry the human soul shaped like a flower was artificial and his monster soul grew back so he

could feel emotions) who look just like omega flowey except he had legs and a tail, and shadow riolu who was the guy no one liked. he was a dark blue cat who had a yellow collor with a pokeball on it and a g virus eye, frank got up and decided to get his friend flowey, "morning flowey" frank said.
"morning frank" flowey replied. "i was gonna go down stair a...

Scarlet's tears started to fall. She is staring at a couple happily eating at a restaurant. She started to walking toward them.

"W-who is she? Y-you said you cannot come to my apartment because you're too busy." She cannot stop her voice from trembling.

The couple looked at her with a shocked expression. The guy opened his mouth and close it again as

if he changed his mind. His forehead wrinkled and she was sure that he is thinking fast. Maybe he is thinking of a way out? She doesn't care anymore.

"You were so happy yesterday when I told you that I was pregnant and now this?" Scarlet said before the guy can think of somethink to say.

She saw when his expression changed from confusion to anger. She ...

Quin let out a breath, watching the smoke flow up and blend into the sky. Her blue-black hair swayed in the wind as her arms became riddled with goosebumps.

"Quin! Over here!" Quin's cold, brown eyes caught sight of Leah, her best friend since kindergarten, jogging towards her with her frail hand waving through the air. Quin let out a final breath of

smoke and slammed her cigarette into the ground.

When Leah slowed down, she bent down and placed her hands on her knees, her chest heaving.

"Leah," Quin waited till she had the red heads attention before she continued, "you're on the track team. How are you out of breath already?" There was a hint of a snicker in Quin's voice.

"Shut up," Leah g...

So, erm, yeah, hi. I've never written a diary before so I don't know where to start. I don't really want to begin by saying dear diary. That's too cliche. Besides, that implies that there's a reader at the other end of this and it would kill me if anybody found and read this. Ugh, I really don't want to do this. I'm no writer. The only reason I'm even doing

this is because Dora, my best friend since high school ( who is a constant diary writer) told me keeping a diary would help me figure my feelings out. If I'm anything right now, I'm confused about my feelings for Finn. I've tried everything and nothing has worked out so far. So why not give this a try? Again, it would kill me if anybody found out. I'm a very...