Lady's Short Stories!

OK, I'm making a place for me to write short stories. Why write short stories when you can write stories? Because, usually stories just POP into my head, and in a day i'm not interested anymore.

Day 1: OOO, I should write a story *writes prologue*

Day 2: Why's that guy asking me for another chapter? This story is like, so one day ago.

Yeah. So I'm going to be writing short stories, that pop into my head. AND if I'm interested enough in the stories I write, I might make them into full-length stories.

I don't have any ideas for now, but I'm always going to post my latest story right here.

Short Story #1: 'Amnesia'

This is all I remember: waking up here. A dog in a white suit and a stephescope around her neck smiles and says, "You have visitors, Miss Bella."
Bella? Who's Bella? Is that my name?
A green dog comes up to me. She has a long-sleeved pink shirt on, and she has a long skirt, down to her feet on. "How are you feeling?"
"Numb," I answer. "I can't remember anything."
"Do you know who I am?" She asks.
"No." I pause, and then dare to ask, "who are you?"
She sighs. "My name is Juniper, Juniper Jones. I'm a friend."
Should I trust her...? I don't know. She doesn't look like a criminal to me. She looks like a kid-no, more like a teenager. I wonder how old I am.
"What else do I need to know? I mean, about me, and you...?" I ask weakly. The nurse gives me a shot.
"You hit your head," she sighs. "That might've caused amnesia. Severe amnesia. There might be more to it-either strange abilities, or more problems."
"Hmmm," I say. "I wonder, if maybe I do have some 'special abilities,' that would be quite interesting."
We never found out, but I was happy anyway-I started a new life. Maybe one day, I'll discover a talent I didn't have before.

Awesome! Good idea!!!! Can't wait for some :)

Short Story #1: 'Amnesia'

This is all I remember: waking up here. A dog in a white suit and a stephescope around her neck smiles and says, "You have visitors, Miss Bella."
Bella? Who's Bella? Is that my name?
A green dog comes up to me. She has a long-sleeved pink shirt on, and she has a long skirt, down to her feet on. "How are you feeling?"
"Numb," I answer. "I can't remember anything."
"Do you know who I am?" She asks.
"No." I pause, and then dare to ask, "who are you?"
She sighs. "My name is Juniper, Juniper Jones. I'm a friend."
Should I trust her...? I don't know. She doesn't look like a criminal to me. She looks like a kid-no, more like a teenager. I wonder how old I am.
"What else do I need to know? I mean, about me, and you...?" I ask weakly. The nurse gives me a shot.
"You hit your head," she sighs. "That might've caused amnesia. Severe amnesia. There might be more to it-either strange abilities, or more problems."
"Hmmm," I say. "I wonder, if maybe I do have some 'special abilities,' that would be quite interesting."
We never found out, but I was happy anyway-I started a new life. Maybe one day, I'll discover a talent I didn't have before.

NIce one!!!