Posts Tagged ‘short story’

Jun 18, 2014

You Son of a Fu Manchu: A Short Story

You Son of a Fu Manchu
By Chongchen Saelee

My name is Jerry Wu. I am 17 years old. My mother is Hilary Johnson Stantham. My father is Thomas Lei Wu, but you probably know him best as Fu Manchu. I am the biracial son of America’s most controversial political power-couple. You see, I will recall for you, the time my mother and father both ran for office, the highest office, the President of the United States. (more…)

May 20, 2014

Jackpot Bloom: A Child’s Nightmare – Prequel Short Story

By Chongchen Saelee

I remember a story my father told me when I was a young boy. I must have been 8… 9, 10 years old? Anyway, he would tell me this story about brave warriors fighting off dark demons. It was a strange story to tell a boy before he’d go to sleep. It would induce strange dreams. But over the years, I had forgotten the story. Remnants of that dream, however, still come back to me every now and then. It only takes a single moment in my day, something like looking up at the happy yellow sun, and the smell of green grass to conjure up the images from my father’s story. (more…)

Mar 30, 2014

Three Days To Kill Edward Snowden: A Short Story

By Chongchen Saelee

Alrighty, boys and girls, here’s an April’s Fool treat for ya! Enjoy!

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No one knew who Edward Snowden was until he put on the mask. At least, he got quite the kick from making a reference about himself to the villainous Bane from the film The Dark Knight Rises. Snowden thought himself quite the showman and freedom fighter. He enjoyed the media spotlight the most.

However, his fifteen minutes of fame would end displayed in a wooden box for the world to see. (more…)

Oct 28, 2013

The Cave – A Halloween Short Story

The Cave – A Halloween Short Story
By Chongchen Saelee

There is much debate about the color of man in the modern age. With a man’s skin color implies his social status, education, influence. And right now, as history has shown, the white man is the dominate force. But it hasn’t always been. The first man was black. (more…)

Dec 9, 2012

The Blue Man: An Agent S Short Story

No one knew who the blue man was, but his eyes were as dead as they were sharp, a pair of blue stars floating in the high grass. (more…)

Oct 7, 2012

Chasing Ghosts: A Halloween Short Story

What are ghosts? (more…)