Return to Paradise by Eliza Riley. Lisa gazed out over the Caribbean Sea, feeling the faint breeze against her face - eyes shut, the white sand warm between her bare toes.
The place was beautiful beyond belief, but it was still unable to ease the grief she felt as she remembered the last time she had been here. She had married James right here on this spot three years ago to the day. Dressed in a simple white shift dress, miniature white roses attempting to tame her long dark curls, Lisa had been happier than she had ever thought possible. James was even less formal but utterly irresistible in creased summer trousers and a loose white cotton shirt. His dark hair slightly ruffled and his eyes full of adoration as his looked at his bride to be. But that seemed such a long time ago now. Lisa let out a sigh that was filled with pain and regret. Short Story - Stories of the Short Type The Perfect Shot.
Whistles blow, the clock stops, and an eerie silence falls over the stadium as Coach rushes out to our fallen senior.
All hear her pain-filled cries as she is carried off the field of the tied state championship soccer game. She was our top scorer and center forward, but she could not continue due to the personal foul of the opposing team's center defender. Our hopes were crushed when she painfully, with tears in her eyes, said, "I can't play. " Five minutes remained on the clock as Coach tried to decide what to do. She tried to rearrange us giving us a chance to score, but it weakened the defense too greatly. "We can try and hold them off until we go into a shoot out," Coach offered. "But who will take the shots? Heads turned to me as we stood in the huddle. "She's right," Coach said. Short stories at east of the web. A game of Scrabble has serious consequences. - Length: 4 pages - Age Rating: PG - Genre: Crime, Humor A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger. - Length: 7 pages - Genre: Fiction, Humor Sandra performed her little charade in front of the mirror and morphed into the Gisela character on a whim.
. - Length: 20 pages. The Little Match Girl. By Hans Christian Andersen Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening-- the last evening of the year.
In this cold and darkness there went along the street a poor little girl, bareheaded, and with naked feet. When she left home she had slippers on, it is true; but what was the good of that? They were very large slippers, which her mother had hitherto worn; so large were they; and the poor little thing lost them as she scuffled away across the street, because of two carriages that rolled by dreadfully fast. One slipper was nowhere to be found; the other had been laid hold of by an urchin, and off he ran with it; he thought it would do capitally for a cradle when he some day or other should have children himself.
She crept along trembling with cold and hunger--a very picture of sorrow, the poor little thing! The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls around her neck; but of that, of course, she never once now thought. The Gift of the Magi. By O.
Henry Originally published on Dec 10, 1905 in The New York Sunday World as "Gifts of the Magi. " ONE DOLLAR AND EIGHTY-SEVEN CENTS. THAT WAS ALL. AND SIXTY CENTS of it was in pennies. There was clearly nothing left to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. In the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no letter would go, and an electric button from which no mortal finger could coax a ring. The "Dillingham" had been flung to the breeze during a former period of prosperity when its possessor was being paid $30 per week.
Della finished her cry and attended to her cheeks with the powder rag. There was a pier-glass between the windows of the room. Suddenly she whirled from the window and stood before the glass. Now, there were two possessions of the James Dillingham Youngs in which they both took a mighty pride. "Will you buy my hair? " New Feature!