STACH Short Story Contest #31: 199 words, 5 winners, 15SB prize pool!
Hello Everyone, @kingst here with the announcement for the STACH Short Story Contest #31.
What is a Short Story.
A short story is a story with a fully developed theme but significantly shorter and less elaborate than a novel. It makes use of plot, resonance, and other dynamic components to a far greater degree than is typical of an anecdote. You can read it in less than 90 seconds.
Contest Rules:
• Write a Short Story based on the topic that will be given every week.
• Write an Original Short Story (Plagiarism will be flagged and reported).
• You MUST RESTEEM THIS POST
• The Story must contain no more than 199 words.
• One entry per user.
• Story should be pasted in the comment section below, no links.
• Contestants are permitted to post their stories in an article on their blog, so they also get upvotes from the @stach trail.
Winners Selection.
Winners will be selected based on the topic, story plot, number of words and delivery as determined by the selected Judge. One word above 199, disqualifies the entry.
Contest Topic.
Write a 199 words story based on THE CHILD WHO CRIED WOLF.
Prize.
FIVE winners will be selected for a share of the 15SBD.
First Prize: ----------------------4SBD
Second Prize: ------------------3.5SBD
Third Prize: ---------------------3SBD
Fourth Prize: -------------------2.5SBD
Fifth Prize: ----------------------2SBD
Good luck guys!
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the child who cried wolf
Once upon a time, in the village of Umuike,
a lovely couples gave birth to a bouncing baby boy, unfortunately for Mr and Mrs akanmu, a chimpanzee ran away with their baby four months after he was given birth to and he spent years in the forest with the animals, the baby grew to be very strong and all the animals enjoy his company but unfortunately for the animals a hunter found him and brought him home but all he could utter was wolf! Wolf!
THE CHILD WHO CRIED WOLF
Boy dials 911
Response: 911, what is your emergency?
Boy: (stuttering in panic) There is an intruder in the house, i think he has a gun.
911: Dispatch team is on the way, just hang on
(Dispatch team arrives)
Boy:(starts laughing) i was just kidding, i was bored and decided to play a prank on you guys.
(Officers leaves the house in utter shock)
(Next week - Boy dials 911)
Response: 911, whats your emergency?
Boy: (talking in fear) I think i’m about to be abducted by four men and…(phone hangs up)
Officers speedily dispatched, gets to the house and meets the boy having lunch
Boy: Hey officers, come and join me, i’m having lunch.
Officers leaves angrily.
The boy tried the same stunt again, the dispatch team got the call and decided to have burger for lunch ignoring his call. Unfortunately, this time, a serial killer was on rampage, and caught the boy, slit his throat and this time, the wolf was for real and he died.
End of story.
THE BOY WHO CRIED WOLF
The creature had fur and very long fangs, it’s breath was bad and it needed a bath. He was itchy due to flea and mosquito wrath.
The child was lonely no friends in sight. No one to play with during the day or at night. Much time on his own he took to the woods, looking for treasures makes it all good.
Their meeting came by chance that cool autumn day, along the creek side where the boy would often play. Startled by the size of the hairy beast, the boy was afraid he would become a feast.
The creature had no intention of making the boy food. Human meat is not a favorite, its much to crude. It was his fingers he was interested in, to scratch his back. There was no reason to fear an attack.
The boy and the beast became very good friends and they would romp and play in the wildness till days end. The boy bathed the creature in the deep of the creek. The monster was so dirty it took close to a week.
Overcome with happiness that he finally had a friend, tears welled in his eyes as he cried WOLF..
Thomas was a spoiled teenager. His father Josef was a man who became rich by trading cattle, but in his childhood and adolescence he had many needs. His family was very poor and humble but full of values and love.
Josef realized that having pampered Thomas so much had turned him into a selfish and liar child capable of saying anything to achieve his goal.
Josef devised a plan to teach his son a lesson, took him to the forest and left him alone. He told him he should go home on his own. Thomas thought he was very intelligent and accepted the challenge, but he knew nothing about how to survive in the forest and return home. Scared spent the night in the forest with cold and hunger. He thought of all the times he lied to his parents just to scare them and get attention.
At dawn his father returned to the camp. Josef told him that he never left and that he observed him all the time hidden in the jungle. Thomas learned that the family was his shield and that without them he was nobody. He promised to behave well and make his family proud.
The Monster I Call Papa
It has been two years since Mama married Papa. My real father died three years ago. From the moment I saw him, I knew something was wrong. I told Mama he was a criminal but she didn't believe me. I told Mama he always brings Indian hemp to the house but because she neither smelt nor found anything, she didn't believe me. As far as Mama was concerned, I was carrying out my threat to make the life of anyone who tried to take my father's place miserable.
Yes, I made the threat but I was only a grieving 6 years old girl. Now, I'm serious. Only this morning, Papa walked into the bathroom and said he wanted to help me with my bath. I refused but he wouldn't let me be. He fumbled with my body and then tied my face with a towel before inserting something long, fat and warm into my mouth and commanded I suck on it. I want to tell mother about it but I know she won't believe me.
I have to live with the monster I must call Papa because, to mum, I'm only a child who cries wolf.
After having spent Friday and Saturday sharing as a family, they decided to leave on Sunday for Caseria, the youngest son and his father, as there were many deer in the area; At midnight, everything became very dark, they heard the various sounds of various animals, yet they continued to wait for a deer; At three o'clock in the morning something terrible happened, five wolves surrounded the tree where they were and when the father saw from afar that the long-awaited deer was coming, his son began to shout wolves! Wolves! Dad, the wolves are coming, they're going to eat us.
His father wisely told him to be quiet; They stayed there for two hours until the wolves left, they left the tree and quickly returned to the camp with the rest of the family, they embraced and thanked God for protecting their lives, returning to Cantaura an hour later very happy.
https://steemit.com/contest/@rypo01/stach-short-story-contest-31-freed-from-the-wolves-by-rypo01AND SHE CRIED WOLF
Watching the pagent preparation from a distance. It seemed like her world was crumbling; she had cried Wolf too much for anyone to take her serious.
Adex, a pretty, young but extremely pampered girl sat in the attic thinking about how she had disappointed her dad. He would never believe her now. All her life, she waited for this moment and now it's gonna pass her by. Where was she going to get the money to pay??!!
She always lied to her dad to collect money for irrelevant things like partying, gadgets, and fancy boots (oh she was a shoe lover). He finally found out she lies to him and would never give her a dime now.
Its the beauty contest deadline day already and she hasn't paid the form fee. She wishes she hadn't requested for money so much without actually needing it. Now all she has to console herself was an ipod playing "it's too late to apologise".. With regrets, tears rolled down her eyes thinking SHE OBVIOUSLY CRIED WOLF FOR NOTHING.
Wolf Child's Poem
The mist of the forest formed the thicket, the icy gray tones mixed the environment, I remained leaning on the bark of a willow appreciating its longevity between the furrows. Then I walked stealthily in the humidity of the grass, wrapped in Lycanthropy, waiting for my child's cry.
Incredible pain trapped in my chest like a thousand souls locked in a dome, a thousand voices in one just about to spill its madness.
My childish silhouette receives a flash of light from the sky; my whole nocturnal being is slowly covered by the moon and its silver mantle; which indicates the moment, which makes my first tear spill.
That Moon invites me to delirium, proposes to me to fall on my knees, hits me on the ground a thousand times while it’s light is my misfortune.
I feel the hair grow behind my neck and my mouth are now jaws and my electric eyes like rubies trigger the supernatural instinct.
With my sharp senses and my sharp ears I couldn’t contain it anymore. And I cried Wolf, the trapped souls became my howls; and wolf I wept without consolation and the voice of the wild preserved my infinite world.
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