Summer Creative Contest #1 - Summer Short Story

[Shade]

Hey guys!

You all are aware of the Summer Olympics, right? Well the Review Team has thrown together the first of several writing events to help contribute, and here it is.

Speaking of summer, most of us love it, don't we? A break from school for students, a nice time to be outside and enjoy the weather, going on vacation, lots of stuff can happen! I bet you have something that you would like to share with us about one of your summers, maybe something that happened, something that annoyed you, etc.

Then this is the thread for you.

In this Creative Contest, we want you to write a short story about anything that involves something that happened during your summer.



Who May Enter?

• You must have 50 posts to enter.

Requirements

• Your short story must be no longer than 1000 words.
• It must be about something that happened during your summer.
• It must be original. Plagiarism has never been allowed and disquailification will result from this, and possibly further action.

Rules

• Campaigning (asking for votes) is not allowed. This will result in immediate disqualification.
• Images are not recommended unless they help bring something out in the story. The limit for images is one.
• Review Team members are NOT allowed to enter, but entrants may come to them for assistance.
• If you are going to enter, at least TRY to write a good story. Nonsense stories will be deleted.
• Foul language/content is NOT allowed. Any story containing foul language will be deleted.
• Lastly, have fun. This is a chance to show off your writing skills, so take advantage of it!

Entry/Voting Periods

• Entry Period: July 12th - July 18th
• Voting Period: July 19th - July 25th

Awards

• The winner of this Creative Contest will win the Stellar Article award.

If you have any questions or concerns, click here to send me a PM or here to send me a profile comment. I'll help to the best of my ability.

Once again, have fun and let your creative juices flow!

[Fame]

This is lies. Good luck to all.

[Crazy]

I'll try this. So anything that happened in your summer? Anything?

[Shade]

Anything that happened in your summer.

Previous summers count, too.

[Fyree the Spirit God]

"My Summer Vacation"

by Fyree the Spirit God

Well, as usual every year, we went on vacation to the Oregon Coast.
After getting up early enough to beat the traffic, but not too early, we left our house in Portland, OR.

This year started out like ANY other vacation, we went to one of our usual stops, the "FORT HILL" Restaurant.
After ordering and eating out lunch, we headed back on the freeway heading to Lincoln County, OR.

After driving for a little more than an hour, we arrived at our destination, beautiful coastal Oregon, and Lincold City, where would be staying in a Motel.

As usual for the beach, regardless of WHAT time of year, the weather was foggy, a bit cool, but just about right--especially when compared with the 80's and 90's we were having in Portland.

We arrived at our Motel, paid for a couple nights, and made our way to the room.
After unloading the car of all our "odds and ends", we sat around discussing where to go for dinner, and if we wanted to hit some of the local souvenir shops, and maybe head to the beach to enjoy the sunset, and watch the tide roll out.

So after we had our dinner, at the "World famous" Mo's(of which I HIGHLY recommend for any Clam Chowder aficionados), we headed to some of the nearby shops.

After acquiring some local knick-knacks made by local craftspeople, we went into a local Candy shop, and got some tasty Salt-Water Taffy(my fave is licorice, and rootbeer).

Then we decided to head to the beach, and rest on the sand while.

Watching the kites fly in the wind, and the seagulls flutter about has always been very peaceful.

As soon as the sun had mostly set, we headed back to our Motel.

Getting out of the car, with our bags of "goodies" in hand, we re-entered our Room, and enjoyed a nice quiet night of playing cards, or a board game our two, before heading to bed...

I was already anticipating the next day's adventure.

[leezy97]

The worst day of my life.
By leezy97.

It was the worst day of my life. Feb 07 2009; Black Saturday. Before I start, I must tell you that I have a fear of fire, so this may not seem as bad to you as it did to me.

I got out of bed at 9:00 AM, like any other day. I walked into the lounge-room, and pulled the curtains open to let the beautiful sunlight in. But as I was looking out of the window, I noticed black smoke rising not long past my home town. I heard the rest of my family getting up, so as soon as they walked through the door, I informed them of it. They had a look and told me that it was probably just a minor fire, and that I shouldn't worry about it, but I knew that I wasn't the only one worried. I checked on the smoke from time to time, and told myself that the fire wouldn't spread to where we lived, even though I knew it was possible. As the day went on, the sky grew red and the smoke smothered our house. My Dad got in the car and drove down to where the fires were to have a look, and when he came back, I recall him saying that fires were surrounding us from left, right and centre, and that we should pack our stuff, just to be on the safe side. Being only 11, this was quite a lot for me to take in, and as soon as he said it, I immediately started crying. My Mum helped me and my sister pack, and after I had packed all my important possessions, I went to have a bath to calm down. I started sobbing quietly to myself, and after a few minutes, my Mum came in and told me that there was a sudden wind change and that the fire was being pushed the other way. I knew that the wind could easily change again and that we still weren't completely safe, but I felt better. Friends and family rang to ask how we were doing and to tell us that if things got bad, we could come to their place, so I knew I was in safe hands. As the day got dark, the wind got quite ferocious, but the fires were still being pushed further away from us. By the end of the day, the fires had disappeared out of sight, and I went to bed knowing that everything would be fine, but ever since, I have dreaded summer.

[Jima]

It was just another day in the outback of Australia.
Birds chirping, dogs barking and people sweating so bad that it could fill a swimming pool.

I get up, wipe the sweat from my forehead and walk down to the nice cold refreshing air that my new air conditioner blew. Sucking in all the cold air I could before stepping out into the boiling hot heatwave that would soon strike me. I open the door slowly and as soon as the door opened a wave of heat blasted through the room and once again, I was dripping with sweat. There wasn't much I could do on a day like this, the ground I stepped on outside was extremely hot it burnt the soles of my feet.

Lying there, relaxing in the nice cold room was great.
Until it got so hot that the air conditioner stopped working; thats when it got horrendous.

I had no choice but to either lie there in a pool of my own sweat, or travel to the nearest store and suck up their cold refreshing air. Obviously I take the second choice and get up to start my journey to the local store. I now knew what people meant by "walking across hot coals", the concrete I stepped on was extremely hot, making me want to get to the store even faster.

I finally reach the store, and all that was between me and a cold refreshing room was a sign that stated CLOSED. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Walking down the row of stores, all of them stated "closed".

I faint, lying there in a pool of sweat waiting for something to happen; nothing happens.

A man comes up to me and asks what I am doing; I moan my answer back and all he can do is stare. He offers me his hand to get up; I take it. I don't know why I am walking with a stranger, but maybe, just maybe he can help me stay cool and survive this gruesome heat.

He takes me down some streets, through some alleyways and I find myself facing a dark brown door, he knocks on the door and a large man opens it. They talk for a while and the large man soon lets us inside. It wasn't extremely hot in here, but it was rather warm. He leads us down some passage ways and stops at a light green door, which has no door handle but a keypad. He types in some random numbers that I didn't see and leads us through.

When entering, a wave of cold icy air bursts through, it completely refreshes me. The man that took me that just stood there and smiled as I run towards the air conditioner on which all the cold air was coming out off.

I turn around to thank the man that took me to this wonderful place, but he is gone. The man that led me into the room is also gone, the only things that were in the room were myself and the air conditioner. The door that we entered in was also gone and things were getting strange. The lights turned off and I stood in complete darkness. I was now getting worried that I wouldn't survive.

The lights flick back on and the air conditioner was gone and I was the only thing that was left in the room. Because the air conditioner was gone, the hot Summer air slowly started to heat the room up, leaving me to overheat again. All I can see is darkness, once more but this time the darkness has a glowing light in it. Hopefully that light can get me out of this room and save me from this torture the heat is giving me. I touch the light.

I jolt upwards out of my bed, I realize it was just a dream. With a sigh of relief, I get up, wipe the sweat from my forehead and walk down to the nice cold refreshing air that my new air conditioner blew. My air conditioner turns off for some strange reason and it leaves me lying there in a room that is like an oven.





It's pretty crappy .-.
I just made it up on the spot.

If we can edit them, I might edit some extra stuff in later ._.

[leezy97]

Originally Posted by Jima It was just another day in the outback of Australia. Birds chirping, dogs barking and people sweating so bad that it could fill a swimming pool. I get up, wipe the sweat from my forehead and walk down to the nice cold refreshing air that my new air conditioner blew. Sucking in all the cold air I could before stepping out into the boiling hot heatwave that would soon strike me. I open the door slowly and as soon as the door opened a wave of heat blasted through the room and once again, I was dripping with sweat. There wasn't much I could do on a day like this, the ground I stepped on outside was extremely hot it burnt the soles of my feet. Lying there, relaxing in the nice cold room was great. Until it got so hot that the air conditioner stopped working; thats when it got horrendous. I had no choice but to either lie there in a pool of my own sweat, or travel to the nearest store and suck up their cold refreshing air. Obviously I take the second choice and get up to start my journey to the local store. I now knew what people meant by "walking across hot coals", the concrete I stepped on was extremely hot, making me want to get to the store even faster. I finally reach the store, and all that was between me and a cold refreshing room was a sign that stated CLOSED. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Walking down the row of stores, all of them stated "closed". I faint, lying there in a pool of sweat waiting for something to happen; nothing happens. A man comes up to me and asks what I am doing; I moan my answer back and all he can do is stare. He offers me his hand to get up; I take it. I don't know why I am walking with a stranger, but maybe, just maybe he can help me stay cool and survive this gruesome heat. He takes me down some streets, through some alleyways and I find myself facing a dark brown door, he knocks on the door and a large man opens it. They talk for a while and the large man soon lets us inside. It wasn't extremely hot in here, but it was rather warm. He leads us down some passage ways and stops at a light green door, which has no door handle but a keypad. He types in some random numbers that I didn't see and leads us through. When entering, a wave of cold icy air bursts through, it completely refreshes me. The man that took me that just stood there and smiled as I run towards the air conditioner on which all the cold air was coming out off. I turn around to thank the man that took me to this wonderful place, but he is gone. The man that led me into the room is also gone, the only things that were in the room were myself and the air conditioner. The door that we entered in was also gone and things were getting strange. The lights turned off and I stood in complete darkness. I was now getting worried that I wouldn't survive. The lights flick back on and the air conditioner was gone and I was the only thing that was left in the room. Because the air conditioner was gone, the hot Summer air slowly started to heat the room up, leaving me to overheat again. All I can see is darkness, once more but this time the darkness has a glowing light in it. Hopefully that light can get me out of this room and save me from this torture the heat is giving me. I touch the light. I jolt upwards out of my bed, I realize it was just a dream. With a sigh of relief, I get up, wipe the sweat from my forehead and walk down to the nice cold refreshing air that my new air conditioner blew. My air conditioner turns off for some strange reason and it leaves me lying there in a room that is like an oven. It's pretty crappy .-. I just made it up on the spot. If we can edit them, I might edit some extra stuff in later ._.

That is an excellent story, but doesn't it have to be true?

[Jima]

I'm pretty sure it can be fiction

[leezy97]

Originally Posted by Jima I'm pretty sure it can be fiction

Okay then.

[Shade]

But that's the thing.

It has to be real.

Sorry Jima. Dx

[Manlyguy]

A little story I made regarding the feelings I go through whenever summer break arrives. I tried to remember about something interesting...but too bad, so sad. Now read my boring story.

Keep in mind that the motivation for this story was in fact boredom. It may be a bit depressing, but lol, I actually had fun typing this.

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Monotony Now: A Vicious Cycle

The final weeks of school always roll by, faster than usual, overwhelming me to the point where I just want to get out already.

Laziness kicks in. Interest in any type of work is put to a minimum. The teachers warn of bad grades, but the students continue not to care.

With summer coming fast, I have always felt that I should fix any “wrong” that I’ve done to others, whether it’s mooching, borrowing money, insulting, or ignoring. I toss some jokes around, pull some strings, make some promises, and poof, they forgive, and I forget.

Then, as always, out of the blue comes the last day of school. It’s the same every year, from morning to noon. Loaf around in class, give hugs, sign yearbooks, eat junk food, loaf around some more, sign more yearbooks…but in reality, everyone just wants to go home.

It all leads up to the final minute when I enter the school bus’s sliding door, which is the cue for me to throw everything I’ve learned out the window, because, chances are, I’ll be learning the same exact thing in some review paper following summer break. Many do the same.

The thirty-minute bus ride home has always been a way for me to break from reality. The comfortable seats, the breeze blowing through the window onto my face, and the humming of the engine always help me relax. I try to plan my schedule for the summer while listening to some music to relieve the stress from school, but fail due to the fact that I love to procrastinate.

“I’ll just think of it later.”

The bus finally arrives at my stop, and I get off, waving at everyone inside the windows while I walk away. I open the front door…

And realize that it’s finally here! Summer break has never felt any better!

I go to my room, throw my backpack into the closet never to see the light of day again, and I collapse onto my bed, face-first. My parents are never home when I get there, but my sister is. Her very voice shattered the calm and peaceful atmosphere of my room.

“Why did you get here late?”

I respond.

“Bus left school a minute late. Not my fault.”

She says something again, but I already blocked her out of my head. I begin going through all the glorious moments of the school year.

The most exciting thing that happened was a beehive breaking near the lunchroom. A couple of people decided to be daredevils and run through the giant swarm of angry bees, causing them to be suspended for their stupidity. The bees were easily provoked, and many people were stung because of that.

That memory was enough to give me a chuckle since I find certain things funny at the price of others. My sister had left because I wasn’t conversing with her, and I did not even notice. It didn’t matter, anyways. I had plenty of memories to go through.

Memories.

That’s when it hit me. It’s summer break. I always get excited for it, but end up not doing anything special at all. It happens every year. I’d rather be making memories than going through them.

I immediately call my friends. First one says he’s going out of state. Second one never answers. Third one is going to summer school. Fourth one vanishes without a trace.

My parents work everyday. All of our relatives live in a different country. My house is in the middle of nowhere...and I had gone through every video game in my library, with no spare cash to buy any more.

I began to flood with desperation…I want something to do, something to see…but I also want it to fall right out of the sky, onto my lap. Motivation is a word I don’t know the meaning to, but at that exact moment, I began wishing I was still in school, doing some work. At least something happens there everyday. The amount of excitement in my house was as bad as watching a Goldfish sleep.

There was no way out. Days began grinding by, minute by minute. The patience in me for summer break to end began to wither away. I felt as though I could grab a clock and fast forward time, or punch a whole through the space and travel to the future.

Nothing to do, nothing to see.

My imagination got the best of me. I wanted to jump over mountains, surf on clouds, walk on the moon…arm wrestle a bear. I wanted to do something for the heck of doing it. But it wouldn't be enjoyable since it's no fun to do things alone and I had no one to do anything dumb with me...not even my sister.

My birthday comes by, but nothing happens. I stayed in my room for the whole summer, and school is only days away, something I looked forward to.

I begin preparing for it quickly. I grab my ancient backpack, empty out old schoolwork, refill my binder with paper, buy more pens and pencils, etc.


The day arrives, and I anticipate the moment when the bus arrives at school. I go to my new classes, meet my new teachers, and see my friends again. Everything is great again, and for a moment, I begin to like the fact that summer was finally over.

Then it hits me…again. I’m in school. What the...

I can’t wait for the weekend!

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Hope you enjoyed the irony.
Tried to make it longer, but putting up any more words will exceed the limit.