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Submitted to Contest #120
I often think about that infamous night our mother left. Oh trust me, I don’t recall this unbearable time every day, But that particular rainy night is something etched in my memory forever. Not a good thing. And here’s the ironic thing that I think about it. My father had a whole different perspective of what happened that fateful night. I will try and tell the story from my viewpoint as close as possible. It was a usual Friday night, and it was raining. My mom was a stay-at-home Mom, and Dad was an ...
Submitted to Contest #119
“ My marriage is a lie”. I say this to Melanie, my therapist. Melanie leans back in the chair and looks at me with her concerned brown eyes and a caring expression. “Bonnie, tell me what happened, what is going on?” “It’s so hard to think about this much less even talk about it. But here goes.” I leaned back on the sofa positioned a gold-trimmed pillow in my lap and began my story. Billy’s Silverado was parked in front of the garage. He is usually home before me. I came home from work exhausted and plopped down on the lazy boy in t...
Submitted to Contest #118
Today’s the day I change. I utter these words out loud to my eleven-year-old self in the bathroom mirror. My name is Max Chase and the reason for this about-face is obvious if you know me. Okay, wait. You don’t know me. So I guess I will begin my story here. I live with my Mom and Dad and my kid brother Frankie. Who let’s just say right here and now, does not have to change. Ever. He is the perfect kid. The perfect brother, friend, son, and grandson. Not me. I am too quiet, too sullen, and always seem to...
Submitted to Contest #117
Well, it is almost that time again ! One more day until we see witches, broomsticks, goblins, ghosts and of course get to enjoy those frightening Halloween movies! I rubbed my hands together , thinking about the candy and the tricks as well as treats! This is my busiest time and my favorite time of the Year ! (As if you couldn't tell)! Oh! You can have your Christmas and Thanksgiving ! And Easter? No Thank You ! I'm also finished with the fourth of July! After all ,Stella is not a fan , she has been ...
Submitted to Contest #116
When I was nine years old we lived on a dead end street in rural New Jersey. My Mom worked full time as my Dad had passed away a few years before and was the sole breadwinner of the family. There were four of us and we spent quite alot of time on our own. Back in those days , circa 1965 four or five children was a pretty average number of kids to have in one family . As I can recall many families had 5 children , and in grammar school I can recall that the Turner family had seventeen children , I ki...
Submitted to Contest #115
The Cabin The train whistle blows and the noisy train slowly grinds to a stop. I awake and rub my eyes and glance out the window . The town of Oasis is just as I had pictured . Empty , desolate , and depressing . The only things missing are tumbleweeds and sand. My phone is in my pocket. I pull it out and look . No bars . No surprise there . There were two other passengers . An older man with glasses held together with tape, an old overcoat draped over faded jeans and a young girl with a pink pix...
Submitted to Contest #114
First Day “Well!” my mom shouted with glee, as she clapped her hands, “today is your first day of Kindergarten Indiana”! She looked far too excited and sounded a little too eccentric. I sat there at the breakfast table with crossed arms and an untouched plate of peanut butter and butter on toast . “Cmon!” she said “Let's get you dressed in your new outfit!” I slid off the hard kitchen chair and meekly responded ,” Okay , Mama.” I was not excited . At all. I was missing my dad and also my little...
Submitted to Contest #113
Jagger Bruce Springsteen and Jackson Browne are interchangeable . This is the last thought that flowed through my mind as everything went black. Let me explain. Not about Jackson and Bruce but about me. There is nothing special about me. I know that we are not supposed to say that out loud or admit this , but it's true . I am twenty two, work full time at a local Pet Store chain, and live with my parents with our 90 pound white Lab , Big Boy and our newest addition, Jagger , an orange tabby ...
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