“Jimmy, how many times do I have to tell you?” Mom said in her usual-nagging-southern-accent. Advertisements
I was nominated by Rugby843 at the same time as Sandman to participate in this challenge. I participated in Sandman’s picture yesterday and hopefully, I’ll write something just as fun for this picture today. The rules of this challenge are: 1) write something in response to the photo you are given, and 2) pick a…
I was nominated by Sandmanjazz to participate in this challenge. The rules of this challenge are: 1) write something in response to the photo you are given, and 2) pick a picture of your own and nominate three people.
One, two, three, four, I count the seconds-pass mentally as I jab the piece of paper into the slot with my pen.
“It doesn’t matter when, the dark clouds will eventually disappear to let the sun shine.” Her mother’s words ring in her ears as she stands on the damp green grass of the cemetery.
Ryan guffawed when Sam told him his weather wizard worked. “Oh yeah? If you don’t believe me, go take a look yourself.”
It was a minute after someone yanked the sack from his head that he registered his surroundings.
“Daddy, I want to be like her someday.” She said, pointing at the woman in the poster.
Nobody wanted the role. In fact, nobody in their right mind would had wanted the role. To squeeze your feet into those tiny-size-2-boots everyday for six weeks? No, thanks. Why couldn’t they cast a child for this role? The character is a child anyway. Is casting a child really this difficult? I thought angrily as…
December 25, 2146, Seaside Village, Historic North Carolina In gray stockings and a wool dress draped around her ankles, eleven-year-old Lula opened the door and stepped out of the two-bedroom rambler she and her parents have called home all their lives. Sucking in a deep breath, Lula glanced around the white-washed, orange-roof village. It had…
He raked a hand through his hair and sighed. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”
The incessant knocking seems to be coming from nearby. Knock knock knock.Shut up, I want to scream but I feel too tired to do so. What should one do to get some sleep ’round here? Knock knock knock, the knocking continues. “Mister, can you hear me?” A voice speaks urgently. Shut the F-up! I shout,…
“No,” Manny said, sitting on the bed with his arms folded, “No way I’m flying. It’s only to Boise, can’t we just save some money and drove there? I’ll bet it’s quicker than go through customs and bag check.”
“Are you sure this train will take us to the North Pole?” Reggie shouted with his head stuck out the window.
“I want to join the cause.” The chunky-tan-man behind the metal desk leaned back and looked up. He pursed his lips, folded his arms, and said, “and why should we consider you?” “I have a wicked aim with a shotgun and I am willing to do anything to protect my family and everything I love.”…
“Come on, Molly,” I say with my head in the doggy door, “if you can close the door, you can sure open it.”
Do you believe in karma? If you do, you will know better than forcing me out of my home of 50 years. All because of what? To build your subdivision? If you think you can offer me money to appease what you’ve done, you’ve got another thing coming. I am going to make this land…
“Where are you, girl?” She heard the angry man shout. “I know you’re here somewhere.”
Her nervousness fades and heartbeat slows as the small row boat travels downstream.
“What are you going to do now that you’re retired?” His colleague asks.
With six-pack of beer on his passenger seat, Eddy pulled over to the shoulder.
I don’t know her name. I call her Anj because that’s all she ever says. “Anj Anj Anj.”
“I am not going up there.” Ella said firmly.