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STORY STARTER
Write a story about a thief, which encourages the reader to side with, and like, this criminal.
Maybe they are charming and witty, maybe they steal for the right reasons, maybe they share their wealth; make us want to be the thief's friend!
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I’m not like Robin Hood. I don’t steal from the greedy rich just to give to the helpless poor. I stole from a modest florist with zero remorse. But I stole for my daughter. I stole because she was dying.
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“Daddy?” Tessie called from her place on the straw mattress in our shack. Her voice was so weak, so small. It made my heart ache. She was only nine, still a little girl. How I wished I could ...
*Jumps through a window*
Ouch, that hurt.
Aaaaaahh!!!!
No no no, don’t worry I am just here momentarily until I’m in the clear.
In the clear for what. ARE A CRIMINAL!!!
I don’t really like that term. I prefer borrower of things I just don’t give back.
What did you still to have the royal guardians chasing you.
I may have stolen a gem or two, or all of them.
OUT NOW!!!
Wait wait, I stole t...
Nico had always been known as a troublemaker in his small town. But as I got to know him, I realized there was more to him than met the eye. He had a tough childhood, growing up in poverty and facing hardships that most of us couldn't imagine. And despite his rough exterior, he had a kind heart and was always willing to help those in need. Mainly because there was no one to help him or save him un...
Hi! Before I start, I'd just like to say that this is using one of my original characters' backstories, so a few things may not make complete sense here but they probably will in the book featuring this character, if I ever get around to writing it. lmao im 17 and have too many things to do. Also i know 'The Corporation' is a very boring name for an evil company. Im working on it ok
That night,...
In the quaint seaside town of Willowby, nestled on the edge of the rugged cliffs overlooking the North Sea, there lived a thief named Lila. She was an enigma, cloaked in the charm of a small-town girl, but with a spirit as wild and unpredictable as the ocean winds. Lila didn't steal for greed; she stole to survive and to support the orphanage that had once been her sanctuary and home.
Willowby was...
In the shadowed alleyways of the bustling city of Valmere, a thief named Eli moved like a whisper on the wind. His targets were never the poor or the powerless; instead, he aimed his talents at the corrupt magnates and untouchable elites who lined their pockets at the expense of the downtrodden.
Eli had grown up on these grimy streets, an orphan with nothing but a sharp mind and quicker fingers. H...
Daria‘s life was a whirlwind of challenges and heartache . For the last year, she had been an absolute train wreck. Ever since her boyfriend, Carter, had passed away in a car crash unexpectedly, leaving her to navigate through single motherhood alone in a world of grief and uncertainty.
Daria was in her early twenties, with a spirit that once burned bright but now flickered in the shadows of de...
I’m always on the run. No matter what, I’m not welcomed. To many, I’m as good as dead.
No one ever gives me anything, so I’m forced to be resourceful.
I have learned if I stay in the shadows and wear a mask on my face, I get less rocks thrown at me.
Oh, and the knives strapped to my leg and the sword hanging from my waist is totally self defense. Totally.
And the worst parr is that no one will eve...
hi there! i know you don't know me. and i don't know you! but i have this little problem. you see, my daughter Amber is really REALLY sick. she needs important medicine, which we do not have access to. i love her so much with all my heart, but i can't save her without your help. she's my precious little daughter and i can't imagine the world without her. so what do you say? you'll help? oh thank y...
Dear Diary,
Ugh where do I start. It’s been awhile since I’ve sat with myself, and wrote my feelings down. I’ve been caught up in the most intimate passionate season of my life. I won’t name his name, but the way I just melt into his arms. He made me feel safe, he was my journal. He was calm, and patient. He observed my emotions and understood my reactions. He taught me how to love uncontrollab...
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