StoryFest 2019

His eyes lift from the silver knife polished to a mirror. Can he see my love reflected? You brought a gift, I say...

Mr. Smithers is always telling me to stay on topic, focus. You know, the kind of things teachers always say. But that’s the thing. I wasn’t paying attention when Missy pulled the fire alarm...

Never tell anyone your real name. That’s the first rule of the Continental Operatives...

You are a small rover on a distant planet.
You powered down a long time ago and lost the best of your timekeeping ability. You do not know how much time has passed now...

I’m a bored, ten-year-old Tomboy, playing with that self-pitching contraption you bought my brother, who spends most of his time in his room reading comic books...

‘Oh you poor little thing,’ she bent down, bags and all, at the filthy corner of her new neighbourhood in front of the haggard kitten. ‘Wanna adopt me?’...

So many lights. Too many. How am I supposed to concentrate with all these distractions?

(recommended by Marian Allen)

Hell was full. It had taken all the souls it could possibly take, filled every space. But every day, every hour, the souls kept on coming in.

“Excuse me,” I spoke to the two customers just standing around, “If you're not planning on buying that you need to put it back on the shelf.”

“It shouldn’t take too long to get this done. Is it not just attaching a few wires?"

(recommended by Em)

I look up from my magazine and notice the news anchor. She wears perkiness like a pair of earrings...

It was the early part of spring; the first few weeks where the world could just as easily slip back into winter as turn green and sprout flowers...

(recommended by Tess)

I am using my log to record both current and past events that have put me here. Here, is Cyborg Unit Z, and while it appears quite innocent and unassuming...

Hitting was his style of showing that he was in control...

I wanted to paint his hair from the second he sat down across from me...

It was by pure luck that I stumbled upon that mysterious room. The one deepest into the castle, buried underground by several layers of trickery...

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What Is StoryFest

Welcome to our annual showcase of some of the stories people wrote during StoryADay May this year.

You’ll fin, here, tiny tales to touch your heart, brighten your day, and expand your horizons. All in a few moments.

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