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“The past, the present, and the future walked into a bar. It was tense” - Lex Martin
Daisy opened her eyes and looked at the reflection in the mirrored glass in the hospital room. Who is that? She thought. The figure had several bandages on her face and arms. A nurse approached her bedside, saw her wide eyes, and quickly summoned other staff members.
“Code amber room 216” nurse Julie said...
"NOOO! You can't! I won't let you! You can't take Mr. PinkBuns away from meeeee!"
Childish screams mixed with frustrated sobs echoed from Emerick's room as his dad tried to detach his son's hand from a dirty but fluffy dark pink bunny.
The stuffy, at first glance, seemed like an elongated walrus. A skinny, extremely sunburnt, just-rolled-in-mud walrus. Once you take a closer look at the ra...
It’s Saturday morning.
Mika heads out to grab something for breakfast.
“Good morning, welcome to Dunkin, what can I get started for you?”
“Good morning. I’d like two plain bagels with cream cheese, please.”
“No, thank you.”
The gentle-faced cashier steps away to pack his order. She rings it up and smiles when Mika d...
Dustin was staring at the toy in his hand for long.
For the last time, he flicked the switch on the toy’s chest and it went “To infinity and beyond”. He chuckled pushing his head back and let out a huge shaky breath before getting up from his chair and walking into the living room with slow steps. As he entered the room, three little feet rushed themselves towards him. Jane, Macy ...
She is standing on the other side of the glass, watching magic happen. She is some part of the sound crew–is that even what they are called? What exactly do they do? She has no idea, but she is there, on the other side of the glass.
The band members keep taking turns in and out of that room. Sometimes, all of them are in there, but usually, it’s just one. She’s watching them all enter a...
The music was pounding, and Jason already had a headache. He kept the smile on his face, knowing that he couldn’t be seen to be grumpy, not today of all days. Everyone else in the room was grinning, a whole host of rictus skulls in various states of inebriation. The group bobbed along to the music, shaking the floor ever so slightly out of time with the bass from the speakers, as though the dancers were fighting the band.And there, no longer in the centre of the crowd but still orbited like the sun, was his sister Carol....
The inside of the car was nice and toasty after having had the heating on during the fifteen minute drive to the train station. It had been harder than he expected to find a parking space in the usually empty parking lot of the station, but Tom had finally found a spot and was now mentally preparing himself for the upcoming shock of the crisp Autumn air waiting for him outside.
There it was. The scent I would never in my lifetime forget. It was perfect, and it made my mouth water. Though it was all around me, I couldn’t pinpoint where exactly it was coming from. But it didn’t matter either way. All that mattered was the memory filling my mind of how wonderful that aroma would always be.
I glanced down at the steaming cup of hot chocolate in my hands, loving the warmth emanating from it....
“Mira! I need your help up here in the attic please!” My grandmother called.
I still couldn’t believe my grandmother had to sell her house. There were so many fond memories from my childhood there. Every which way I turned, there was some sort of memento or some object that brought back a glimpse of what it was like growing up in a house full of love.
“How do you run this washing machine, Maria?” - Michael asked, screaming from the laundry room.
“I’m coming, darling, don’t touch!“- His wife called from the kitchen.
Michael stood up and heard the bell on the mailbox, a sign that the mail had arrived. He headed there and unwittingly pressed one of the buttons on the washing machine, which turned it to 100 degrees. He reached into the box and pulle...
What was I thinking? Waiting till the day before Christmas to get a present for my husband. This place is madness!
I search the department store, trying to figure out where I should start first. The ties? No, he has plenty. The underwear? I may as well just give him a lump of coal.
Then from the corner of my eye I notice a pretty young thing spraying perfume onto li...
It is the eve of day before the long weekend and not a sound can be heard. No cars zoomed by, no birds chirped, and no one walked along the streets. On this silent road sat a middle-aged man on an old wooden bench at a bus stop. Not in the middle of nowhere, but in the outskirts of a big city. Patiently, he sat in the glass shelter, filled with calm anticipation for the beginning of his near-two-hour ride home. His face ...
Christmas was coming soon. As I walked down Leytonstone High Street to my bus stop I stopped to look in the brightly decorated windows of Bearman’s Department Store. One window had a living room scene with a fireplace, a decorated Christmas tree with gifts wrapped in shiny paper, and an angel on top. In the room were two child mannequins dressed in their best little suit and tie, and frilly dress and patent leather shoes...
That day was the happiest day of my life and a day to cherish, rest of my life .It was our friend Kimi's 3rd Wedding Anniversary and her daughter Soma's birthday. So It was the month of December with double celebration. Actually not, it was tripple celebration and tripple the happiness because we all friends were invited with our family by Kimi and her husband Rohan to join their anniversary and Soma's Birthday celebrati...
The just-risen rosy sun nestled in the boundless blue sky as the gleam of dawn pierced into her room. Long blonde locks, tall, slender body, a perfect smile and a bright blue cap, that seemed to mirror the intoxicating colour of the sky, donned on top of her coiffed tresses. A striking, fearless blue. She was ready. The sky wasn’t the limit anymore. The sky was the goal.“Good morning, Heff! Pre-boards done?”, she asked the boarding staff with a charming smile as she smartly walked through her favourite haven, the airport, exuding a...
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