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The Void

The entire cast of know-it-all, know nothing so-called leaders of the free world, are all aboard an all expenses gladfully paid for, at the taxpayers expense, a non-returnable flight, on the spaceship emptiness. It is heading straight on into the void, and will never be heard from again.

Not Exactly – A Short Story

the middle-age couple, go at it, day and night. always arguing. talking very loud, loud enough to be heard at least a block away. the police have made numerous visits, and have warned them many a time, to cool their jets, or else they will get their asses hauled off to the precinct house. most of the time, they will obey the cops, and keep it down, yet…a day doesn’t go by that the couple erupts into another explosion, of an explosion of screaming and hollering. they’re not exactly the junes and wards cleavers of the world.

Short Story

She knew the weather is bad, but she was determined to venture out to the bodega, to get milk, as she had none left. Bundled up, she encountered white out conditions, and soon enough, she got disoriented, and didn’t know where she was.

The next morning her son woke up, and his mother was not home. He called his aunt to see if she was there, and she said no.

An hour later, there was a knock on the door. It was the police notifying him, that a man out walking his dog. found her face down on a snowbank, and apparently froze to death.

Short Story

he awoke around 2:00 am and he couldn’t get back to sleep he decided to thrown on some clothes and take a walk the air was warm and it made him feel good ambling on down the street he sees two women in black heels totally naked standing at the corner as he approached they said that he was welcome to join them if he was in his forties sorry i’m in my sixties oh well he said thanks anyways for the invite off he went further down the street he came upon two men also in their 40s and they asked him if he wanted to join them nope i’m in my 60s he went into the 24 hour store and bought a pack of chewing gum and asked the guy behind the counter who are those two naked men outside i don’t see anybody standing out their he was kind of dumbstruck so he paid for his gum an a bottle of water headed back home he never saw the two men or the women on his return to his home about couple of minutes after 2:00 am he woke up wondering what the hell the dream was all about was it real did it really happen only he knows

Quick Fiction

Sam was in his glory, as the woman behind the counter, gave him a bag of day old muffins and doughnuts. She also filled his thermos with fresh brewed coffee.

Sam is homeless, and has no job. He forages in the dumpsters for returnable cans and bottles, which keeps him busy.

Now he is thankful for people like the woman that works at the local bakery. Sam sees the best the best in people, and that’s a good thing.

100 Word Story

He: Did he do it?
She: What did he do?
He: I’m asking you, did he do it?
She: What did he do?
He: You know what he did.
She: I have know idea what you are talking about.
He: I think you do.
She: You think, but you don’t know for sure.
He; Well, back to the question. Did he do it?
She: I still have no idea what you are try to see.
He: You do, and I am 99.9 percent sure.
She: Still there is that .1 percent tells me that you are not sure about it.
He: Oh.

Deadline ~ A 100 Word Story

The reporter for the local newspaper, fueled with excessive amounts of caffeine, is typing away like a mad man. His editor loves his work, even though he his in his own world, no one dares to tell him to slow down. The reason is, that a colleague told him to take a break, and that turned into a big mistake. The madman told him to shut the fuck up, and to mind his own fucking business. Needless to say, that was the one and only time that anyone would have the balls to say anything to him, about his habit.

100 Word Story

Joel would do anything, to see his long, lost love. He would walk bare foot on hot coals, a bed of nails or a flooded street. She meant so much to him, but he could not understand why she refused to see him. He would give it one more try and talk to her and if she still would not give him a satisfactory answer, as to why she ended it, then he would just go back home, and sit in his favorite chair, and stare at the four walls, to ponder, what if, and there were many what ifs.

Short Story – Imagining Things

She decided today would be good to pay a visit, to the new super market, which is having a grand opening. Off she went, to see what the store has to offer.

Well, she couldn’t believe what was happening. There was quite a few people pushing the shopping carts, putting imaginary food, paper goods, milk and other sort of goodies. Everything in the store was not real. You just imagine that you are putting a gallon of milk in the cart. The same with everything else. The customers going to the checkout registers, putting their imaginary food and stuff on the belt, and paying for it, with real money, and or credit/debit cards.

She was spooked to say the least, as asking herself, was she living in another dimension. Or was it something out of the old TV show “The Twilight Zone.”

She decided she had seen enough, left the store, and saw people bringing their bags of imaginary food to their cars. She headed straight home, called one of her friends, and told her she saw. Her friend thought she was a bit off, and told her to speak to her shrink, but instead, she pulled out a bottle of vodka, and a couple of hours later, she was shit faced.

The next morning, after her hangover wore off, she went back to the same store, to see if she was imagining it. Lo and behold, the store wasn’t there. WTF! She asked a person what happened to the store that was here yesterday, and he said, what store. She said the new super market. He replied, lady, there never was a super market, so you must be imagining things, or was hallucinating.

After another minute or two, she went back home, and opened another bottle of vodka, and drank herself to sleep.

Short Story

She is standing on the railing of the fourth floor balcony, threatening to jump. A passerby, who actually knew her, looked up, and shouted up and asked, “what are you doing?” She replied, “its all over, so I’m going to end it all by jumping down to the ground.” He pleaded with her not to do it. She said, “I have to.” ‘Please don’t try to talk me out of it.”

In the mean time, a small started to gather, waiting to see what she is going to do.

She hollered down to the man that knows her, and asked him, how much you want to wager, that I will jump off this railing? He said, “$10.00.” She laughed. “Why are you laughing?” he asked. She said, “let’s make it more worth while bet.” Okay he said, “25.00.” She said, “$50.00.” Another person shouted, “$75.00.” Another said, “$100.00.” She said, “your on.”

All of the people watching, now started to shout “jump!” And they shouted it a few times, and finally, she jumped backwards, onto the floor of the balcony. The people were disappointed, especially the ones who lost their bets, and she was leaning over the railing, yelling “I’m on my way down to collect the money, you chumps owe me.”

Later in the day, she is running different ideas in her head, as to see who or how many people, she can fool and make some easy money.

Short Story

There’s a group sitting in chairs, and a few others sprawled on the floor, are reading lines for a casting call. They all have hopes of getting the chance of acting in a Broadway play. In the end, it will be one male, and a female that will make the cut. Needless to say, there were a few frayed nerves, edginess, and one pacing around the room, which was all said and done, happened to be the one that got a role in the production. The only time he did any acting, was back in the fifth grade.

As for the others who didn’t make it, some of them had prior acting experience. In the scheme of things, some of them knew that working on Broadway or off Broadway, is like a roll of the dice. Make it, or break it.

Short Story

The man tells me he has a real exciting job. “So, what do you do that excites you about your job?” He says, “splitting atoms using plastic cutlery.” I was dumb founded and speechless. After a minute or two, he asked me what I did for work. My reply, “cleaning up the bullshit people leave, as some do make a real mess, and it is an endless task.”

After that rather dull conversation, we parted ways.

Short Story

The couple in the restaurant are sitting across from each, enjoying their meal and the conversation. She was very happy to be with him, and to make the evening more enjoyable, she took off one of her shoes, and with nylon clad foot, moved it up his leg very slowly, and it brought a smile. She winked, then put her shoe back on. Well she said… Bingo! He paid the bill, and off they went.