Write a short story about someone who does not spend December 31st celebrating New Year's Eve.
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“Pagliacci on the Q Train” by Emily Hemmings
It is 4:06 PM on December 31st, and my mother is sobbing at the kitchen table. She is wearing a peculiar type of party hat, one with a hidden button underneath the brim. When this button is activated, a string of lights declares the year, 1993, above her head in a semi-circle. While my mother cries, the sprigs of tinsel on the hat bob comically. I do not laugh, although I want to, just a little bit. Instead, I watch her, studying her ruddy cheeks with a detached fascinatio...
“A NEW 'MENTALITY'” by Pragya Rathore
When Adriel announced that he wanted to be a cardiovascular surgeon, I asked him if he'd be okay with patients wanting never to see him again; he blinked and said," That's okay, Mum, as long as they're alive to wish it."Being a single mom was hard both financially and emotionally, with a recently started psychiatric practice and just a few guilty calls by my ex to ask after Addy and checks sent 'with remorse' for child support. Who will support the mom? I wanted to scream sometimes. I was desperate for better credentials t...
“Edge” by Miles Gatling
"It's teflon-coated, not stainless steel.""Are you sure about that?""Yes, I used to shave daily with Voskhod.""Why did you switch?""I tried the Wilkinson and since then it's my main blade.""I didn't like it in my Merkur; it bends it at a weird angle.""I'll lend you my DE89, great for Russian brand blades too. ""Oh, that's ok, I know you can't go a day without shaving.""I have many razors, Frank. I'm currently using -""That's our guy."Eric turned his head and locked eyes...
“Once The Misfit” by Yoomi Ari
Furious, you throw the bottle which overflowed with a cheap, filthy substance. Your eyes spark with anger as you hear the mocking, brutal noises the passerby’s howl at you. You remember, ‘Don’t let life slip away, one day you’ll leave this world behind, so live a life you’ll remember.’ That is what she said? That? A joke! To live a life you’ll remember you’d need a continuous journey to travel without setbacks. What did she know anyway?You heave, as you lean onto the brick wall on for ...
“A normal day ” by Marte Van Der Linden
On the thirty-first of December, Emily locked the door, closed the curtains and played classical music to drown out all noise from outside. She started with Chopin. Outside the sun was shining. Beams of sunlight crept through gaps in the curtains and she had to keep tugging them shut. She dusted the bookshelves and cleaned the bathroom, all the while pretending it was evening, a Tuesday, somewhere in January.Around noon someone in the street set of a couple of firecrackers, and Emily twisted the volume knob on her stereo...
“Drinking For Dead Hearts” by Waverley Stark
“So once you get a good groove on the ice, you’re just turning it, over and over. It’s not that hard as long as you remember to take the yellow guard off, like this… Who wants to try it?” Debra watches as a middle-aged father- potbelly, unshaven, cheap winter gear- steps up to try working a hole through the ice,...
“someone who does not spend December 31st celebrating new years eve” by Sadia Imtiaz
‘’Good morning janeman(sweetheart)‘’ I said to arousa lying beside her. She kissed on her forehead.‘’Hmm… don’t... let me sleep’’ arousa said in a sleepy voice. ‘’ I am going to make breakfast get ready ‘’ I said slipping out of the bed.‘’Ok,’’ she said yawning.
“Never a New Year” by Sjan Evardsson
The diner hummed, packed with people eating a quick meal before heading out to New Year’s Eve parties, leaving only one seat at the counter. The man entering took the last seat next to a tall, thin woman nursing a cup of tea and waiting on her meal.“Happy New Year,” he said as he sat down.“Hmph.” The woman offered as a non-acknowledgment of his sentiment.“Sorry,” he said. “Hi, I’m—” she cut him off with a raised hand.“You’re you, I’m me, pleasetameetcha, blah blah blah.” She picked up her tea and sipped while h...
“An Explanation of Absence” by Lee Kull
I did not celebrate on New Year's eve. I would have, had I been here on that day, but I wasn't, so I didn't. Actually, the New Year came and went without me. I did not exist on that night in question.Then how can I be here now, you may ask. It's a fairly logical question, under the circumstances. Am I a newborn babe that was not born until after New Year's Day? Of course not; babies cannot write, nor do they have the capability to dictate their stories to others to be written. Am I some creature from outer space, who onl...
“Absolutely Nothing like North Korea” by Deborah Mercer
What I can’t seem to make people understand is this. My childhood was idyllic. And no, this is not some kind of inverse false memory, sugar-coating the insufferable, I am not in denial, and I am not speaking out of loyalty. Well, the last perhaps a little. But it WAS idyllic, and I still feel sorry for children who don’t have that kind of childhood. I’m not necessarily saying it was right, but it was idyllic. I grew up in a world with waterfalls and wildflower meadows...
“The Bus” by Pamela Saunders
The driver glanced back at his passengers.“All belted up. Ok, we're off.” he announced, and pulled out from the bus station.Some passengers had already fallen asleep, not worrying about any stops as they were going the full journey. Others gazed out of the windows at the blackness outside. Some met each others eyes briefly, then looked away again. A couple sat holding hands contentedly.A baby began to yell hungrily and the woman holding it shoved it under her baggy top to suckle.
“Unexpected destination.” by Len Mooring
“Wow, I take it you are St. Peter, or do I call you just Peter, or Pete? No, no, I’m only kidding. Actually, I didn’t expect to see you at all. In fact, I think I may have ballsed things up, me being an atheist. Well, let’s say, a former atheist. It’s more than a surprise that I’m here at all, I’m supposed to be at a New Year’s party. Apparently, some drunken prick has taken me out. I hope that bastard is down below. I can’t imagine he’s up here with that blot on his record. Yeah, yeah, I know I...
“December 31st” by Luke Noh
Orvan lived a peaceful, happy life in his small house, with his three goldfish-Lucy, Scarlet and Sophia. His job, however, was unreasonably busy and messier then he had wanted it to be. For example-he currently had to deliver something, on a holiday. It irritated him considerably, but he knew better than arguing with his boss.He had woken up late for his standards, and it bothered him-if he didn't finish the task by today, he could get fired, or maybe worse. But still-no worries-he could take his t...
“The March Home” by Sara M
Torches roar. I mean, the old style, pitchfork-and-mob torches. Tiki torches? I had never once thought about them until December 31st, 2018, but they roar. When you light them. They roar like the wind roars in the Hebrides in the winter, for a moment. No, they roar like the crash of the tumultuous sea against the side of a stricken boat. My great-grandfather grew up listening to those roars, lying in his bed at night while the wind howled, going to the fishing as a teenager and getting ...
“The New Years Eve Feud!” by Randi W
December 31, 2019 Adam Parker reached for the large box of specialty chocolates when another hand quickly snatched the box from the shelf. Irritation filled his mind as he turned towards the chocolate thief, when he saw the perpetrator. His eyes grew wide with annoyance, of course, how could Adam expect anything else. "You!" growled Adam standing up to his full height of 5' 6", "I should have known it was you when the air froze!" "Did you real...
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