Taquindle Remington

“The end” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #243

“I will always love you.” He looked at the note card, reminiscing her emerald green eyes. He continued walking, straightening his posture to hide his limp. “Psh,” the door closed as he entered the dimly lit store. “ID please,” the cashier said, wearing an all-white uniform. “Here.” The cashier paused for a moment. “Okay have a good one.” He walked out onto the sidewalk where people were slumped over empty bottles.   The door shut as he walked into his empty house, cobwebs on his doors, and dust on the floor. He looked at the hazy p...

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“The Adventures of Jay” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #243

Act i: AsteroidI opened my eyes. My groggy eyes. Boy was I tired! I needed some coffee. Coffee and eggs. Yes, I need it now, or imma be in a bad mood. But wait, I feel so weightless. This doesn’t make sense. I ain't that light. I have been in the gym. Plus. Wife Number 1 says I’m getting bigger. Barnacles…“Yo Big Jay, why do you keep hitting your head against the wall?”Oh no, he’s on to me. It’s a nervous tick. I can’t tell him that. He’ll think I'm soft. I ain't toilet paper. I'm hard like a spelling test.“Jay, you know I can hear you. Look...

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“Trapped” by Taquindle Remington

“You’re hired,” the words still rang out in my head. Well, they were never said out loud for it was via an email. Anyway, that’s beside the point, I had just gotten my dream job..my everything.I updated my status on social media from ‘unemployed’ to ‘employed’. I did a quick surf through my Amazon wishlist- I’d be able to get everything on it in just a month’s work.“Wow, after I buy this stuff, I’ll move on to bigger and better,” I thought to myself. I’d be joining the upper class soon enough and started pondering if I should start buying ex...

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“Can Drake help me?” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #104

I glanced at myself in the mirror, taking note of myself before the big night. My blingy chains and iced-out watch were sure going to make an impression.   “Geez,” I said aloud. I looked like a million bucks. Dare I say billion? Let me not get ahead of myself. “Let’s see,” I thought to myself, “She’s expecting me at 8:30, so I should probably leave a little early. I don’t want to be too early, though. Gosh, adult stuff can be difficult.” I stared at myself without moving for two minutes straight before deci...

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“Dinner” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #100

“Hey, Emily, can you pass me the salt?” Fred asked, breaking the silence. Without replying Emily slid the salt over to Fred. “So, how’s work been, Greg?" Asked Fred. “I heard that you got a promotion.” “Tss, you know how work gets,” Greg said before getting back to his meal.  Fred, paused before saying, “So, do you guys like this restaurant? It used to be one of my favorites when I was a teenager.” “I’ll be back,” Sarah said without answering Fred. She appeared to walk in the direction o...

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“Silver bracelet” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #99

“Watching the sunset never gets old,” I thought to myself. Its magnificent golden glow mixed in with the reddish sky only added to the marvelous scene.  “Grandpa, how come you're always watching the sunset,” my grandson asked, walking over to where I sat perched in my rocking chair outside. “Well, Joseph,” I said clearing my throat, “There’s a certain type of validity in watching the sunset. When it goes down here, it is rising somewhere else. When it is no longer our light, it beco...

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“Journalist” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #97

Glancing out of the window, I realized just how terrifying outside could be when the sun went down. Of course, I knew this already, but the darkness was a constant reminder of what could be lurking in the shadows. “Creak,” a twig snapped outside. My window was open, so it was easy to detect the sound. I quickly glanced in the direction of where the noise came from. As my eyes further adjusted to the darkness, I noticed something crouched by a tree where the noise...

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“Retirement Party” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #93

“Hey stop tugging me!” I yelled at an old lady. Geez, did she not know how to take a hint?  “Your loss, kid,” she said before looking for her next target.   Maybe I made a mistake of coming to a retirement home party, but, hey, the food is fairly good.   “Yo, young buck,” said an old man, “do you have a lighter on you?”  “No, sir,” I replied.  “Lame,” the elder laughed and asked someone else.  Not going to lie, that statement hurt. I thought goi...

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“Her” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #92

“One glance at her was all I needed to know she was the one.” I wrote in my diary. “.…. well not literally of course! I’ve known her since elementary school. I know her favorite color- Purple-, her favorite song album- Folklore by Taylor Swift-, and I know the more detailed events like what her dream job is (artist).  I could go on and on. I would but I don’t want to portray myself as a stalker, for I am just a lover. AND tomorrow’s the big day, this is what I’ve been working so hard for! Thi...

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“Book Project” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #91

“That can’t be what I think it is!” I exclaimed as I moved past the handcuffs and strange toys in my grandparent’s basement.   “Grandma, grandpa, you gotta come to look at this!” I shouted as loud as I could.  The basement door quickly swung upon as my grandparents came down to see what all the commotion was about.  “Look at this.” I insisted, gesturing towards what was in the box.  “Kid, you weren't supposed to see that,” my grandad said, “Whatever you do,&...

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“Leave” by Taquindle Remington

Submitted to Contest #90

"Get out of here while you still have the chance," the tall man exclaimed through his helmet. The astronaut-like spacesuit stood out in the earth setting, but what didn't at this point? He abruptly walked away, disconnected the frequency attuned to his helmet, and retrieved to a deteriorated bench positioned near an abandoned building.40 minutes earlier "Alex, do you not see what I see?" The man cried out looking at the degraded, fallen apart city surrounding them. Animal carcasses laid strewn about, and sm...

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