Category: Labels4Kids Short Story contest

Because there’s a cure for everything Ava MacKinnon “Loser ” is just another one of the name’s I was called every day It’s up there with “nerd” and “fat”. But out of all my many labels. Worst one had to be loser. I guess I thought that I was kinda used to it. But not really every time I fell down, I would try to push myself back up. But I just would keep tripping over my own feet. That’s when it would get bad. At first, I heard nothing I was crawling around the floor trying to find my glasses. But then all of a sudden I would hear snickers behind me. Then came the giggling. Then the full...

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Max and Jane were out for their morning walk along the beach when Max found a bit of old paper. Jane took it off him to see what it was. She did not know what it said. There were a lot of big words on it that she had never heard before. She put it in her pocket and she and Max went home. Jane forgot all about the paper she had found until her mum pulled it out her pocket when she was putting her clothes in the washing machine. Jane's mum used to work in a science laboratory and she saw that the label was from a very dangerous type of chemical. She phoned the local chemical company...

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Once upon a time there was a mad doctor genius who decided to make a label come to life. It was hours of work but it was all worth it as the label was a super hero. It wasn’t a day and it had already started fighting crime but the mad doctor was already working on his new experiment that went terribly wrong and it became a super villain. And a couple of months later they met face to face and since that day they became arch- nemesis, the label continued to fight crime and the villain continued to create crime. The label was very very good but one thing we did know that if the evil villain got a...

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There was a man called Peter Deville, he had brown hair with big glasses and he was very tall. When he was a young boy he got bullied all the time. He wanted revenge, he wanted to rule the world and make the boys who bullied him bow before him. He created a machine that would help him rule the world. It was called the ‘Control the world machine.’ STOP but …..But he put the wrong label on the machine. It said control when he was about to try it out and BOOM!!! A super hero appeared and stopped him from activating the machine. The hero was called STOP!!! He wore a red outfit and a red cape but …...

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"What kind of moron hangs confetti and streamers everywhere in a work zone?" Harlowe complained as we walked into what, according to the previous team's last broadcast, was the facility's control room. He made a beeline for the big, glowing red button in the center of the main console. I barely managed to slap his hand away before he could press it, getting an angry glare in response. "The kind who believes in making things as idiot-proof as possible," I retorted, pointing with my free hand at the strip of white paper above the button. For extra emphasis, I read it aloud. "Self-Destruct. Do. NOT. Push." "And how was I supposed to know that, Taurien?" I ignored racial jab. I...

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Among the tossing waves off Port-au-Prince, the marauding vessel slumbered in the dusky calm. Few men littered the moon-washed decks, most slept soundly below. The sea had been smooth all day, but had begun to turn rough and choppy. Alone, the Captain lay awake listening for the tappings, the scratchings, and the scrapings which had disrupted his nights and haunted his mind for nearly a fortnight. Initially dismissing the disturbances as noisy rodents beneath, he had come to realize that the sounds came from without, the terrible clawing accompanied by the occasional splash and lurch of the great ship. Rising silently from his bed, the Captain slipped from his cabin and made his way to the quarterdeck, taking care not...

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Alex ran. He ran from the beast that chased him. He didn’t know what it was; he didn’t have time to look. Alex ran through the forest from monster that wanted to rip him apart. Ancient Greek creatures had been chasing him ever since he had been labelled as a demigod, as a hero. Alex Granger, prior to these events, had been a normal 14 year old boy, slightly more athletic than most, with light brown hair always combed over perfectly and stormy grey eyes. He was top in every class at school, achieving high marks in every examination, as his dad liked to tell people. For as long as Alex had lived, it had always been just him and...

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