Welcome to Your Story

This website is a free device for you to share your story with lots of others. Do you have an interesting life story? Did something weird happen to you today on your way to the bus stop? Are there characters chatting in your head and you just need to publish the scene somewhere? Well look no further. You can publish your story here for free and anonymously.

To get started, have a story and "Post a Story" to the right. No need to log in!

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-No SPAM or Link-whoring (<a> tag is disabled for anonymous users)
-No gratuitously, offensive content or language
-No copyrighted or published work to which you don't own the rights
- Creating an account gives you post-publishing editing/deleting capabilities

Tell your friends and have fun!

(Stories start below)

Nelsprite wasn't far, only about our half hour ride with a shared taxi. Sun came through the window roasting me like a sunstroke mongoloid as I listen to music from an MP3 player, watching South Africa pass by. The road was lined with an endless stream of bicyclers riding in the middle of the road with supplies on the back of there retro rusted cycles, women carrying loads of laundry, and sacks of rice on their heads.