Write a story where a meal or dinner goes horribly wrong.
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“What a dinner!” by Sumaiya Shaikh
I sat on my bed restlessly, the curtains were still, I could feel the air on my face, like it was creasing my hair, as I was about to cry. No light, just a dark room in the daytime, I checked up on my phone again to see if he had messaged me, to see if there is a sign of anything which indicates he wants me back. But, there was only a message which says, “kindly pay your light bill, or it will be disconnected” ugh, I jus...
“Truth For Breakfast” by Avery Herrmann
It was a typical morning. I woke up to the fresh smell of my dirty laundry, the birds chirping happily outside my window, and my dog snoring on my pillow. I stepped out of bed into my enormous fancy bedroom. My long brown hair fell in front of my face. My stomach grumbled, a sharp pain spread through my body. I groaned and stumbled to my walk-in closet. I slipped on some clothes and brushed my hair. I left some water and food next to my dog, Cupcake, and walked out of the room. I hopped into the elevator as quickly as I could. I went...
“Uncle Rudy's Last Gift” by George Key
Uncle Rudy’s Last Gift By George Key A chill came over Sticks as he prepared to make the short journey to the annual “Break Bread and Jam Til’ the Rooster Crows Christmas Party”. Taking that last glance at the broken mirror just to make sure he was sportin’ his lady killer best. Sticks knew that every musician in Tucson that was anybody was g...
“Whatever happened to Aunt Ada” by Veronika Jordan
July 2019 ‘So you had just started telling me Stan, whatever happened to Aunt Ada? She seemed so fit for 93.’ ‘She was. Good strong bones with plenty of meat still on them. You know how old people often get really skinny. Lose all muscle tone. But not Ada. She went to Pilates twice a week, right up until she was almost ninety. And she played tennis at Wimbledon when she was in her twenties....
“Lasagna ” by Korinne H.
It's perfect, almost too perfect. No. Stop overthinking. He loves lasagna, everyone loves lasagna. It's perfect.I finish wiping down the kitchen counter. Cheese, spices, and chopped vegetables are speckled everywhere. I always was a messy cook. Maybe that's why he hates me. It was more than that and I knew it. Our marriage had been a ship-wreck since the day I said "I do." It wasn't anything violent, just words. Words are enough. Everyday was like warfare, we were constantly screaming at each other. ...
“Slush” by FJC Montenegro
I breathe out, the white cigarette smoke indistinguishable from the thick clouds of vapor coming out of people’s lungs into the freezing air of the indifferent streets. I can see it’s warm and cozy inside the café, but I much rather stay out here. I was the one who invited him, but I can’t go in. I would love to tell myself “Come on, Kate. You can do it.” But I’m not sure I can.
“Close Call” by Jerry Nourrie
Adam sat at a round wooden table dimly lit by a old glass lantern. He held in both hands, an old leather-bound book with Latin words garnishing the cover. He meticulously went over each word and said it out loud breaking it down to syllables. “Mor-tu-us est. Am-bu-la-re. Mortuus est ambulare,” he practiced reciting. Hovering near Adam by the door, pacing back and forth, was Zach. His huge frame towered over the 6ft. door, making it look tiny in comparison. He had a distinct black vi...
“A Miniature Reverie ” by Eric D.
Robert braced himself for the delicious prepared meal, cooked impeccably by his wife Helen. She was a sauté chef at a high end restaurant in the city which Robert reaped the benefits from as her eager taste-tester. Robert's lack of critical critique was irrelevant as Helen enjoyed watching him rejoice in her many cuisine creations. Today she melded together a home made version of Mongolian beef with brown sticky rice and steamed broccoli. He eagerly sets the table and places the utensils and napkins on the table besides two bowls of ...
“Wine and whining” by Reet Miglani
I run towards the house, my hair disheveled, my lips swollen as I hurriedly send Ash a messageMessagesYou- ‘Black and white roses for my funeral please, and for the love of everything holy don’t invite Uncle Vernon, he’s a pain in the butt”Ashton- ‘Where would you want me to hold the ceremony? Ooh, and I’m not paying”That little-I gasp unbelievingly, it was HIS fault that I was running late for the annual ‘family meal’! It was this tradition in our family whe...
“The Homecoming” by Marian Audrey Sureta
"Mutya, how many foreign friends are you travelling with?" my now 58-year-old Filipino mother said. I understand her concerns; this will be my first trip home for Christmas with my friends and boyfriend (whom they've never met). I've never looked back on my motherland since earning a scholarship t...
“The Farewell Dinner” by Don Peavy Sr
Jonathan Williams, in response to his mother telling him Kristina was calling, got up from his bed and walked into the kitchen where the only telephone was other than the one in his mother’s bedroom. As he took the first step towards the telephone, Jonathan knew exactly what he wanted to tell Kristina Edwards Collins. He would tell her that it is over between them and not to call him anymore. Then he w...
“Dinner Was a Mistake” by Tatiana Olin
TW: domestic abuse, violence Some nights, like this night, sitting across from my husband at the small pub-style table at the window of our kitchen feels… wrong. Like it’s really familiar, but it’s almost unreal. Lifting a piece of chicken to my mouth on a fork, I look at him looking at the food. There’s always something wrong with it; there’s always something I mess up. I watch him slowly cut through the chicken and stab the loose piece. Everything he does seems violent, even ...
“Mama The Telephone Man is a Woman” by Meta M Griffin
Mama, The Telephone Man is A woman I’m not going to regret what I’ve done—I’m going to regret what I haven’t done. That’s why I go out with the boys every morning; even though many people object. But the telephone company is still like home. I had to go to get a job at the telephone company after I left Wayne and moved back in with Mama and Daddy. Before I went out with the men, I worked at t...
“THE SUPPER” by Ogechukwu Anyaso
It was a cool evening in the city of Jerusalem, it was the night of the Jewish Passover. Families were putting together meals for the feast, inviting friends or drinking together.“Arella please go check if your sister Gevira is back from the market” Hedya shouted from the kitchen as she kneaded bread dough. A little girl of ten walked into the kitchen pulling the hem of her dress“Mama, she hasn’t returned yet” Arella replied softly. Hedya groaned silently and pounded into the dough with more energy.“Your sister knows ...
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