Read & Write Comedy Stories

If the vast amounts of stories shared through songs and texts of old truly exemplified the nature of tragedy and destiny, one would be forced to conclude that all great adventure begins a cold, dark, stormy night. The severity of the weather, of course, would ominously prophesize the chaos to be unleashed, wrecking the right amount of surrounding structures

to strike any observer with the appropriate amount of apprehension.

A mysterious character would unearth a cryptic prophecy to precisely the WRONG people, leaving the night to invariably end with a terse promise of bloodshed. Cold, frightened, and terribly hopeful, the meek people overhearing their future salvation would silently await their golden hero t...

You are an alien who just landed on Earth. You have no food, no house, no money, and 2 humans looking down on you with a smile. They claim to be your parents but you know that you came from outer-space.

Years passed and you notice that the other aliens are experiencing what you do. Your spaceship is waiting for you to destroy humanity, your parents are

at home watching TV, and your girlfriend is cheating on you. ...

Hello,i am Nina and i am 22 years old.This is my story.
As i am finishing college life, i have to choose what the next chapter of my life is going to be and it has been very uncertain for me,because unlike my other friends i don't know what i want to become. Other's have chosen their paths,but me,so i feel odd....

Ms. West led her to a black van with a sun like the one on her shirt and on the side, it said Laketown treatment center. Ms. West took her bag and placed it in the back seat and gestured for her to get in the passenger side seat.
On the ride to the center, Haper just looked out the window and watched the cars whiz by. They looked like they were going 100

miles a minute. She turns her head and sees that Ms.West keeps glancing at her. She looks and her and says,
“ What?” Ms.West looks at her and smiles,
“ You are going to love the girl that you are sharing a room with, She is super nice and pretty far into treatment so she will be a good person to talk to,” Harper rolled her eyes and looked back out ...

“ I don’t know, I just forget to eat sometimes,” Harper said, still looking at the ceiling. Dr. Matt handed her a paper, the top of the paper said ‘ED DETECTION TEST’. Harper looked at the doctor and laughed a little.
“ Really, an eating disorder test? What do you think I am? The poster tumbled an anorexic girl?” She said,
“ Just fill it

out, please. Oh and please be honest, we are just trying to help and see why you fainted,” Dr. Matt said. Harper looked at him and he held out a pen for her. She looked at the questions and didn’t see anything odd. Yes I count calories, yes I exercise a lot, yes I avoid certain foods. What’s wrong with that? She handed the paperback and he looked over.
...

Harper finds a light flowy lavender wrap dress.
She takes it to the dressing room and locks the door. She slowly pulls down her romper and looks at her boney body. She takes her hands and with the thumb and middle finger she puts them around her thigh. They touch and Harper smiles, she likes this feeling of control.
She picks up the dress and unties it.

She wraps it around her body and ties it. Even when she ties it to the tightest it is still a little big for her. Harper pops her head out the door and calls a worker over.
“ Hi, could you get me an extra small one in this dress?” Harper askes. The man nods his head and walks away. She closes the door and brushes the hair out of her face.
A few minute...

The blinding light shines through the curtains waking Harper up. She rolls over and opens her eyes. She looks around her room and then to her alarm clock. 7: 26am. She rolls back over and lets out a groan. It’s the first week of summer break in early June and Harper is still waking up at her school time. She sits up and pushes the hair out of her

face.
She gets out of bed and walks to the mirror. Harper lifts up her baggy sweatshirt and looks at her stomach. She examines every inch of it then pulls it back down.
“ It’s bigger than yesterday,” she thinks to herself. She pulls it back down and goes to her closet.
“ Ok, I have a girl's day with Olivia and Kayla today than Ben's birthday party at 6.�...

and looked at Kayla. She nodded her head and she pulled something out of her purse.
“ I have a fake ID so we could score some cheap beer and booze,” Kayla said, holding it up so the girls could see. Harper shook her head and fronded. Olivia grabs at the ID but Kayla pulls it away.
“ How did you get this?” Olivia asks.
“Like I’m telling

you!” Kayla said. Harper pulled into the cafe’s parking lot and parked in a spot close to the door. Olivia and Kayla got out of the car and started walking towards the door. Olivia turned around and tapped on the window. Harper rolled it down.
“ Are you sure you don’t want anything?” She said, Harper nodded and Olivia ran to catch up with Kayla.
Harpe...

I think online school was a mess for everyone. It felt as if each day was the same. Wake up, stumble through my classes, Try and do homework, and lay around. I barely felt like I was even really learning anything, just doing busy work. I missed actually knowing my teachers and having a relationship with them. Same with my classmates, who I knew so well

before seemed like strangers.
And that’s how life felt until we started to work on our internships. While looking for possible internships I either wanted to do something where I could work from home, or find an opportunity in a medical field. After digging up nothing from my searches. I was desperate for really anything, that’s when my girlfrie...

There was another dead body in my doorstep today. Its blood drenched the wood on the front steps of my house and stained the carpet that covered them. Carpets are impossible to clean. Mom always used to say bad words when she had to scrub spills off of it. Now it's covered in blood. I don't mind much except Micheal freaks out at the smell of blood and won't

shut up about it all night and won't let me sleep with his yowling and whimpering. Micheal can be such a spoiled brat.

Mom used to call me a spoiled brat when I cried. She said I was difficult and selfish and only worried about what I wanted and not about others and that I had to think about how others felt as well. Well Micheal doesn't. He never does. An...

I never knew this journey would be so beautiful,
But I always knew it would be wonderful.
I never knew this journey would be so joyful,
But I always knew it would be blissful.
I never knew this journey would be so artful,
But I always knew it would be funful.

Now when I see those days,
I miss those days.
Now when I see those photos,
I miss those

alluring epochs.
Now when I see those smiles,
I miss those glorious times.

Thank you, mama,
For welcoming me.
Thank you dadda,
For accepting me
Thank you frenemy
For being by me.
Thank you broie,
For supporting and loving me.

...

The teacher was once again lecturing us, what for? I have no idea, but then again, I don't care either. I just continued to listen to my music. The bell finally rang, but before I could leave, the teacher asks for me and some pigtailed freshie to stay after class. After a few minutes, the room was empty. " I asked you two to stay because you were the only

ones to pass Monday's quiz." Shocker, I pass every quiz and test. "Okay so, I always pass" "Well, you see the quiz was on things that I haven't taught yet" "Is that all," I say, heading towards the door. "No actually, It's not" I stop and turn to face him. "I'm not sure if you two know but the school's academic team needs one more person to compete..." "Let me...

" I can do anything to prove my love for you"

" Well, by anything.. you can do anything??"

"Yes Yes Yes... anything, you just have to command me and it will be done in a snap"

"Well.. then" he said looking around the busy road and in a matter of second, the dumbfounded expression was replaced by a deadly smirk which held a ruthless

intention

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In this story you all are goin' to witness the craziest, greatest and the most tragic love story of this Z Generation...

Well, at least I think it that way..

Warning!!
Y'all have to give your mind a little workout, so, it doesn't stops functioning because of the twists..

And yes don't forget your tissues as said already..... Tragic Content

Ahead

I have done my work

I have warned you already, now the rest is your choice...

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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...