Memoirs of Dreamers



The Bickford County Watermelon Seed Spitting Contest

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December 20th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Romantic Love , Tragedy  |  Author: geedda  |  979 views

The Bickford County Watermelon Seed Spitting Contest… Evan Goodjohn Mabel Frost, the only girl entered in the Bickford County Seed Spitting Contest, sat eating a slice of fresh cut, juicy watermelon on a picnic table on the fairgrounds periphery. Mabel was a pretty girl with two braided pigtails hanging precariously over her slender shoulders. Her freckles, blemishes she abhorred, covered her face giving her the appearance of a young Doris Day. The boys entered in the contest liked Mabel, thought the girl was, well, cute, but Mabel wasn’t ready for …

 

The Book

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December 17th 2013  |  1  |  Category: Fairy tales  |  Author: Krepsie3  |  576 views

“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close to the end, and that was a while ago.” I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal. You begin to ask me something. “Don’t ask me how i know. I just do. Things just feel really final …

 

Be positive

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December 15th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Romantic Love  |  Author: Girdhar Mishra  |  974 views

SHRIHARI ‘B +VE’ The stomach ache of Krissh was not as painful as his boredom was. He was admitted in hospital due to infection in his stomach and there was no one around to cheer him up as he was living in a hostel away from his home…and he did not inform to his family as he didn’t want to let them bother about his sickness. Krissh was staring a fan from his bed on that boring evening….. When a girl was carried and laid on a bed just next …

 

‘To Sweden, bar love.’ Part 3

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December 12th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Other  |  Author: Daryl  |  657 views

Blue, green and red neon lights pulsated above, mingling in a Technicolor dream. The dancers ranged in age from “Too-young-to-know-better” to those obviously trying to get their ‘groove back’. Smoke machines cast the scene in a thick white blanket, hiding the feverish, sweaty couples from the prying eyes of their immediate neighbours. The music boomed, shaking the floor with its bass. I had her hand in mine and another on her hip. She was facing away, but I could tell she was enjoying herself. We were participating in that age-old courtship ritual …

 

the seashore ***** bowhead to mom

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December 12th 2013  |  0  |  Category: True Stories  |  Author: Girdhar Mishra  |  665 views

Shri hari The Seashore The wind near seashore is totally different from the ordinary wind flow in our northern plains. I was enjoying this wind, near Mahalaxmi temple which is situated in Chennai on seashore of Indian ocean. Sea was spraying little salty drops of water on my face and i was trying to measure the dimensions of sea through my little eyes…and sea was teaching me lessons of being broad, energetic and motivated. “Can you order tea for us…my son?” My mom asked me, sitting on a nearby bench. …

 

The Arrogant Girl

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December 3rd 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: Girdhar Mishra  |  2600 views

SHRIHARI ‘THE ARROGANT GIRL’ “I was planning not to talk to you whole of my journey…. As I felt you are arrogant enough to be left all alone….” Jack started the conversation when only three stations and only two travelers were left for journey…in that train-coach running from Bhopal to Kalka… “Ok… then what turned you on???” Ribbon asked him raising her eye brows. “It may be my curiosity…” He answered. “I think …It is your flirting habit…” She mocked him looking outside from the window with a firm on …

 

The valley of death

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November 25th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Horror , Philosophical , Suspense , Thriller  |  Author: shainur ullah  |  984 views

Valley of death A failed writer, poet and a depressed human being walks into a café, he orders a coffee and sits down with every other guy in the cafe which life had let down. He looks into his coffee, trying to figure out what he is going to do and where his future is going. An old man then comes into the coffee and asks the writer if he can sit down next to him. The old man ask the writer his name, the writer replies “writer just the …

 

A Blessed Event?

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November 10th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Tragedy  |  Author: geedda  |  1774 views

The Blessed Event Hello, my name is Horace Whitmore; I am a bachelor with no immediate plans to marry in the very near future, though I have a lady friend I see on occasion; we live in two different cities, making it hard to meet more often. We also have different lifestyles; she smokes, drinks alcohol and tends to overindulge in fatty, high cholesterol foods; while I, on the other hand, eat regular meals; half a plate of vegetables, a quarter a plate of protein, and a quarter of good …