Nick Cutter
- The Deep
Luke turned to face the door again and started to crawl desperately. His fingernails and kneecaps scraped the cement, opening the skin up. The door galloped away in heart-clutching increments - he chased it the way a car pursues a heat shimmer on the highway: always tantalizingly close, but you never quite catch it.
Chuck Tingle
- 'Willow' Camp Damascus
Once more, I bask in the memories of Willow in all her glory. We're dancing in an apartment - her apartment - headphones on as she giggles at my awkward moves. She puts an arm around me to show me how it's done, and in this gesture our eyes lock. We stare at each other, our loving gazes somehow permeating time and space as I watch from my cage of the present.
skyjoos
- Typists in School
I have noticed that many of the self-written quotes on this website are done by high school students looking for anything to do that isn't their schoolwork. As a teacher, I'm not shocked. Take it one day at a time, kiddos. But you better not be one of my students!
skyjoos
- Answering a Fellow Typist
While practicing typing, I stumbled across a quote from a fellow typist who asked how old the users of this site are, and why we come here. I will soon be 23 years old. I come to this website to type because I have a lot of free time and enjoy typing my heart out when I have nothing better to do. Continue typing, typists!
