Short Stories I created using a plot generator

The Damp Torch (so random and makes no sense lol)

Laura Thomas looked at the damp torch in her hands and felt anxious.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her creepy surroundings. She had always hated dull abandoned mental hospital with its helpful, heavy hospital rooms. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel anxious.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Alex Connor. Alex was a stable friend with curvaceous lips and long hair.

Laura gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a grateful, brave, tea drinker with a pretty face and long hair. Her friends saw her as a gracious, sweet saint. Once, she had even revived a dying  woman.

But not even a grateful person who had once revived a dying woman, was prepared for what Alex had in store today.

The moon shone like walking bears, making Laura stressed.

As Laura stepped outside and Alex came closer, she could see the quickest glint in his eye.

Alex gazed with the affection of 4233 incredible bright bears. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you."

Laura looked back, even more stressed and still fingering the damp torch. "Alex, how many times do I have to say it," she replied.

They looked at each other with lonely feelings, like two bright, breezy bears running at a very hopeful party, which had pop music playing in the background and two witty uncles running to the beat.

Laura regarded Alex. "Alex, how many times do I have to say this.."

I feel the same way!" revealed Laura with a delighted grin.

Alex looked shocked at Laura's revelation.

Then Alex came inside for a nice cup of tea.

THE END