Short Stories

	A Day in The Life of a Normal Bori The Bori was tagging along, trying to help. He had been doing a decent job, too, until they reached the Haunted Woods. by softlyfallingrain
	The First Day ...I smiled as I sat up and stretched. My life was perfect. by sinqua
	Darigan Diaries Presumably, because I'm Darigan, everyone would think I have no heart or something, that I'm just an emotionless statue – what a false accusation! by tanyawebber
	The Kiko Lake Vacation He had a perfect view of Kiko Lake - the small, round houses with windows shaped like portholes, the dark edges of the forest, and the glass bottom boats... by snokapfox
	Zor and the Angel Blob "Nothing's the matter," said the tiny Chia sullenly, ripping another piece off the grass. by yoyote
	Unbottled: The True Story of Balthazar Balthazar's real origins are not as history recorded... by alexmajor9
	Dear Auyura Our trip began in the treacherous jungle of my room. My energetic gallion, Keegan, helped me pack... by fieryangel40
	The Story of a Silent Prisoner My name is Daer Farill. At least, it once was, for now my new name is simply Clop. by dragonstorm_75
	The Little Things That Count I probably should have told him to let it go. I should have told him it was time to grow up... by teddybearofdeath
	Fooling Myself There was something about fleafs, though... maybe because they were so miniscule, maybe because as soon as you saw one it jumped – vanished – and then you had no idea where it was. by weaponstar
	My First Day in Neopia Today I entered the world of Neopia. No, I'm not a newly created pet or brand new item that's just been released. I'm a newbie, and this is my story. by averryyy
	Sasha's Paint Brush "Oh no," Sasha murmured, eyes in wide in apprehension. The small Usul trembled with uncertainty as she slowly approached the Rainbow Pool. by auntieziz

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"Unbottled: The True Story of Balthazar" by alexmajor9
His upbringing was never was an easy one, as his father left home while he was still a newborn cub, but Balthazar's mother would always make sure that Balthazar felt protected and safe; little did she know that this could not be the case for long. Because one day they would venture to the inner Haunted Woods, where Balthazar's story would begin, and a nightmare would plague...