Judi Wallower

“Music Your Blues Away” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #280

“What are you listening to?” “Bruno Mars.” “Yeah, I like Bruno Mars too, but what’s your favorite type of music?” “My absolute favorite is seventies music.”“Classic Rock?” “Yes. But I really love disco.” “Disco?! Seriously?”“Yeah. Don’t make fun of me. It has excitement and exhilaration.”“I can say the same thing about classic rock. There’s nothing like it.”“Yeah, but you can’t dance to rock music. It has movement and power.”“You can play any instrument you want, and you don’t have to know how to play.”“I don’t get that.”“But how can you lik...

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“Alone” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #279

ALONE The last thing I remember is a bright light and smoke. Before that I was taking a walk through the park. Relaxing, smelling the flowers, soaking up the fresh spring air and saturating myself with the sun’s vitamin D.Trying to lift my head, I don’t know what happened, it’s fuzzy, as if there are tiny grains of sand in my eyes and no matter how much I rub them, I just cannot clear my memory. It’s frustrating.“Help! Someone please help me!” But no one comes. I try to stand up but cry out in pain. I look down and see a large piece of ...

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“Awake At The Wake” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #260

AWAKE AT THE WAKE            Someone is touching me, why are there so many people around me. Why am I wearing an oxygen mask…and an IV. What the hell happened?           “Hey! Somebody. I’m ok. Please get off me.”           Why can’t they hear me? I can’t seem to move. There are so many wires on me, and I’m being loaded into an ambulance, and they are moving quickly, oh, that’s n...

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“Silence Isn't Golden” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #163

Silent Isn’t Golden            “So, are we all going to keep ignoring what’s been going on? No one wants to be the first to end the vortex we found ourselves in. Just eat and run I guess, is that it?”            Glancing around the table, I noticed few eyes peering up from their dinner plates. Did they hear what I just said? The only response I heard was the sound of the forks hitting the plate harder out of frustration.  &nbs...

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“Playground Memories” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #155

Playground Memories “Hi. My name is Kyle. What’s your name?” “Hi. It’s Cari. I just moved here.” “Is that your mom over there?” “Yeah.” “She’s talking to my mom.” “Oh.” “Do you like it here?” “It’s ok. My mom said we had to move on account of my mom and dad split up.” “Oh. That’s too bad. Hey but it’s nice here in Hightown. What grade will you be going in when the summer is over? “Fourth grade.” “Hey me too. Maybe we will be in the same class. That way you won’t feel alone, you’ll have me.” “That would be fun.” “Do you have a pool at your ...

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“Please Stay” by Judi Wallower

“Please don’t do it. Don’t leave and go off somewhere. I know your state of mind is not stable right now, and you are hurting, and your perception of things are the absolute worst right now. But the grass isn’t always greener. The grass is green where and what you make of it. I fear that if you leave, you will end up on a bad path or worse. It may seem like the best thing to do right now…give up…to leave…but it could become unsafe and a path that could be difficult to come back from if you do at all. I don’t mean to be a downer, but I know...

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“Hate in Building Eight” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #148

I pulled into my apartment complex and made a left, a right, then a left near building eight where my apartment is. I backed up my car into the parking spot The Alps Apartments gave me, shut the car off, walked to the back of my car, opened the trunk, took out all my shopping bags that are holding all my goodies I bought including dinner.            I approached the first of four flights of stairs it takes for me to reach my apartment number two. I stopped and pursed my lips. There he i...

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“The Humble Award” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #147

           “Good evening, ladies, gentlemen, and the youth of our community. Most of you know me and for those of you who may not know me, I’m Steve Glendall. I am this year’s Chairman of the Youth and Community Guidance Committee. But it’s not about me. I am surrounded by good-hearted people who come together to help lift each other’s spirits and anyway they can. The Humble Award has always stood for prestige, compassion, tenaciousness, and honor. Well, the recipients of this year’s Hu...

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“Dear Future Self” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #146

Dear Future Self,           I know I didn’t always make the right life choices, but that’s in the past and the past cannot be changed no matter how hard I wish for it.I wasn’t the most responsible, I spent money I did not have, I loaned money to people who I knew weren’t going to pay me back. I bought beer for underage kids, and I didn’t care what happened. I took partying to the very limits, drinking all I can every weekend. Challenged others to drinking contests until we passed ou...

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“Welcome To The Neighborhood” by Judi Wallower

Submitted to Contest #144

WELCOME TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD            Molly Drake stepped out in the middle of the street to take a picture of her new house to email her family and friends back home. She doesn’t live far, but she is so excited to have a house of her own, she couldn’t wait to send them pictures.  Molly moved into her new house yesterday and is excited to get things unpacked and in place so she can venture out and meet her new neighbors. This is the first time Molly is out on her own and feels b...

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