A Collection of WTF (Well That's Fantastic) Stories and Comix
1 The colors around me are gone. My voice is gone. My control is gone. Everything is gone. No, not everything. I am still here. I can hear, smell, and feel. I’ve just lost control of my body. “Yes ma’am, she can probably hear us. I need you to remember, she’s not dead, just in…
May we be parted by a wall, an ocean, another friend, or even death, we will still be friends, at least deep down inside we will. There is something that connects us, something that is fundamental and defining to the human race. It is a powerful link, that without, one wouldn’t be human. They would…
Last night, my late grandpa came to visit me. The few memories I had of him were fond, and were rekindled last night. He came, and told me how proud he was of me and that although he left, he was still there watching me from above. But he couldn’t stay, as nothing lasts forever.…
The water engulfed me, as I leaped into the pool. The clear blue water rushing around me, currents racing across the pool, and beams of light showering down on me. Suddenly, my lungs started burning. All the water around me crushing me, squeezing the air out of my lungs, squashing the life out of me.…
**OK, so before you read this story, I want you to know I didn’t write this. My good friend Hazen {yes, the typo buster} wrote this and requested for me to post it here. So, here it is! {GOOD JOB HAZEN! THIS IS AWESOME}** Once there was a rich man who played guitar. One night…
You are a fire spitter, dream catcher, and ruler of the sky. A true work of nature, you fly so high and glide so far. Your hot fire engulfing everything, leaving a deep black char on the once brown ground. The scales that encapsulate you are as strong as stone, protecting you from the weapons…
The group of boxes were being loaded into the truck. I had half an hour, before we left. We were moving across the country, and I had to leave everyone I knew. And I had to leave Tim, my best friend. We were friends since first grade, and were almost inseparable, almost. The time had…
She died, a peaceful death. The sky was a rich blue, with pure white clouds drifting upon it. A gentle breeze blew across the meadows, lightly stirring the green blades of grass. Nature’s music rang everywhere, creating a peace that no human could ever make. She walked away, slowly, and gracefully. The trees and sunlight…
If I cried, would you help me? Would you comfort me? Would you try and right all the wrongs? Would you look into my eyes and tell me everything is going to be alright? Would you do these things? Or would you leave me there to cry? If I cried, could I trust you? Would…
Fire, is a beautiful thing. It’s red arms and flickering ambiance. In some conditions, it can turn blue and other various colors, creating a display of the rainbow. It is one example of the beautiful art that nature supplies us with. Fire, is a powerful thing. It has fueled many ideas, and destroyed many homes.…