Hello everyone. @ejemai here for STACH with the announcement for the First STACH Short Story Contest.
This is going to be a weekly contest that will be increased in Prize and winners as we proceed.
What is a short story?
According to Wikipedia
A short story is a piece of prose fiction that can be read in one sitting. Emerging from earlier oral storytelling traditions in the 17th century, the short story has grown to encompass a body of work so diverse as to defy easy characterization. At its most prototypical the short story features a small cast of named characters, and focuses on a self-contained incident with the intent of evoking a "single effect" or mood.
Short stories make use of plot, resonance, and other dynamic components to a far greater degree than is typical of an anecdote, yet to a far lesser degree than a novel. While the short story is largely distinct from the novel, authors of both generally draw from a common pool of literary techniques.
In other word, it is a story with a fully developed theme but significantly shorter and less elaborate than a novel. Source
Contest Rules:
- Write a Short Story based on the topic that will be given every week.
- Write an Original Short Story (Plagiarism will be flagged and reported).
- The Story must contain no longer than 199 words.
- One entry per user.
- Submit your entry in the comment section.
Winner selection.
The Winner will be selected based on the substance/quality of the post, (which can be judged too based on the interactions the post generates.) @ejemai will be judging this week's contest.
Prize.
For this first contest, we will be selecting ONE winner and the Prize is $5SBD.
Contest Topic:
ADVENTURE
So sharpen your writing skills and throw in some short inspiring stories.
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Hey my friend. I have this entry for you:
morning
it's a hot day as usual in Rio,
birds are flying, tiger are running
went to get some water.
Uh lu lu, a monkey told me
then suddenly I was spinning in a whirl of colors and tried to swim away from the flying cows but I couldn't
I felt like falling
it was just a simple delicious dream.
Lucas
Malabarize-se
Here is my short story for your contest!
I have to say, it was a real challenge to use only 199 words!
The wind is howling like a wolf in the night while I run into the darkness of the woods. My heart racing in my chest and my long black hair dances on my bare shoulders. The night is cold but I only feel the heat burning on my cheeks.
"Here I come!" The voice echoes through the trees when I kneel down behind the biggest tree I could find. I close my eyes and inhale deeply trying not to make any sounds. I can hear his heavy foot steps coming closer. I know he spotted me when I passed him on my way here. I wait, I count in my head. 1, 2, 3... I jump up and wrap my fingers around the red cloth hanging from his jeans. Before he can say a word or even blink his eyes I speed off into the darkness again.
Just a few more steps and I am back on base! I open my mouth to scream that we have the flag when I get tackled from my left side and end up on the wet grass with empty hands. I see her speed off into woods while the rain starts to kiss my skin.
The thought of not moving forward never crossed his mind. This was no race. This was an opportunity to prove to himself that nothing will stand in his way.
Jason was a strong but once fragile man. One that would never take chances or even show any drive to become someone. He now was in the crossroads of life's choices. Standing in the middle of nowhere, with no one to help him.
He knew the outcomes of taking the journey ahead of him. Aware that to become that better person he had to move on.
Without a second thought, Jason stood up tall, took a deep breath and pushed on. Taking one step forward at a time, he slowly but confidently began to climb.
He fought his inner demons to hold back. Thoughts of the old him started talking to him, but Jason knew not to listen and keep on moving.
Struggling in his last few strides, he looked up and saw the top of the climb. As he searched for last rock to grip, a hand came into his sight. Wanting to take it, Jason found his grip.
Pulling himself up, an indescribable feeling came over him.
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Hello friends. Here's my short story.
The little girl and Goliat
I am Pipo, a short man who lives near the beach. I was walking along the beach when a strong wind took my favorite hat. I ran behind it all the way to the shore until he stopped on the belly of a giant and muscular man who slept on the sand. I tried to take the hat off without awakening him, but he woke up annoyed and without waiting for my explanation, he wanted to hit me. I ran, running away from that man. I pushed people who came walking, I threw the giant a ball and its owner, a 6 year old girl shouted "bring me my ball". The giant came with the ball ready to hit me when the girl is in front of him and says "that's my ball, give it back". And she hit him hard the little toe of his foot with her little foot. The giant screamed in pain and left.
And so ends the story of how a girl saved me from a giant.
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Suzette died 3 times already from heroin overdoses. This was her fourth overdose. She was attended to when her heart stopped and her cohorts always went into a panic. Getting out the Narcan rescue drug for treatment of her overdosing. They drew straws to see whom out of the three Justin, Ashley, and Ryan. Would start the cpr on the lifeless body of Suzette. It was Ryan and he jumped pressing his face to Suzettes gray lips. Giving her his breath once again. Then pushing her breast to massage her quiet heart. Cough cough Suzette's body quaking reaching for life giving breath. "Shoot the Narcan up her nose", Ryan ordered to Ashley. Squeezing the Narcan tube up her nose caused an instant awakening of Suzettes sleeping consciousness. She smiled and exclaimed."Lets get this party started."
Balogun lay on the ground with his back resting on a boulder. His breathing was heavily as his bloodstained nostrils worked overtime to service his lungs. His opponent lay slain before.
The war was over and he had deliver the vanquishing blow to the enemy general. Long ago a young boy had set off in search of adventure with nothing but the garments on his back and the prayers his mother offered to Orunmila for his safety.
With their rivals vanquished he became the first General of the newly formed Ijebu kingdom. He lived a quiet life afterwards, the blood and carnage of his adventure and robbed it of its taste. He was weary of battle after his victory at the bank of the Osan river.
He never killed another man again.
Today was the most embarrassing day of my life.
My crush asked me to go with him for a night party; I had never been to a night party in my life but I have also never been asked by my crush.
I looked into his light brown eyes and at his spotless fair skin and I found myself nodding ever so coyly.
He picked me in his white 2016 Toyota Camry in front of my hostel and sped to the night party like someone who was high and would never come down.
Anyways, we got down and I was feeling like a slay queen with my hot shorts.
Then it all ended; my crush offered me alcohol, I knew I had never tasted it before or anything but you needed to see me nodding vigorously like I had been expecting it all night.
One gulp, two, three and I kept going until I felt like I needed the mercy of the toilet but I was hardly coherent and could not communicate my needs at all. Suddenly my bladder was tired of my stupidity and down the yellow liquid came pouring on my sweet crush, that just wasn't enough, I had to decorate his fair skin with some watery plus food filled goo from my gullet.
You needn't ask how my first party adventure ended, it was over faster than it started.
Here is my entry for the contest