Stories tagged “accident”
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In our minds, we're our own planets
Inside our minds, we stand on our own planets, revolving around our own suns. I got knocked out of my orbit – now we circle the same sun, you & I; you clockwise, I counter. * She steps out – the clouds are ready to piss all over her in a golden...
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The Observer
I watch the paramedics work. They’re trying so hard. I can’t see who they’re working on, but they’re determined. I try to recall what happened. Everything flashes by in a blur. The party. Taking the keys from Tom. Driving him home. We started a...
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Survivor's Guilt
Anna closed her eyes and again imagined her step father standing above her 24 years ago, thin lips and thinner hair, asking her about her day. Anna’s 1868th day on earth had been unremarkable to that point, and might have remained so had her moth...
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The Love Of The Crime Series
Fuck Is all I could think of. I was a week into my new job as the local sheriff, and now am left to burying a kid. I am left to look upon to bring justice to an early end to a kid that should have lived till his elder years. All I was left with was a...
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Family Reunion
Dylan was the black sheep in the family. Therefore, all the little cousins loved him. The rumble of his motorcycle pulling up outside made the adults all cringe, tension in the room forming a white elephant so large it stifled the conversation. Dinner ...
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My Last Intersection
I let the engine roar a little louder, and the wheels turn a little faster than I should have, but the road was empty. I wasn’t doing much over ninety. The green dot in the distance marked the intersection before the one that I could turn left at...
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Party of one
The doorbell rang. I looked up from my book. Strange, I wasn’t expecting anyone. I made my way to the front door to see two police officers standing on the porch. My heart dropped as I opened the door. “Hello ma’am, are you Mrs. Keller?” I nodd...
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Blinded
When the lights were on, life was vibrant. The people danced, colors swirled, music blared and smiles shone as bright as the glitter and sequins. The night was dark, but after the club closed we drove around, the crew attempting to keep the party going...
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You Don't Always Need Protection
Darren’s mother is always on his case about the same damn thing. Wear your helmet. Wear you elbow pads. Don’t forget the long sleeved shirt. Yadda, yadda, yadda. I mean, Jesus Christ it’s only a freakin’ skateboard. He’s t...
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Don't Stand Between A Lioness and Her Food (scriptfr. challenge)
The jeep was ruined. The only thing worse was the body of the charging rhino it ran over. At least there was plenty of whiskey while they waited for the next jeep. Mitchell had been running medical supplies as a publicity stunt to get his name back in ...
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Next In Line
The expanse of the cosmos spread from my fingertips, a living map that responded to my touch. There were so many details to get right. While it was true that my power was virtually unlimited, things were much more interesting when I limited myself, lik...
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A Silent World
Harold’s world was colorful, scented, textured, and even flavored, but very quiet. Harold was born deaf. This didn’t stop him. He was up and running the minute his legs could support him. he climbed to the highest branches to see the whole ...
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The Lights Glimmered In Her Eyes
The rain fell heavy, the smell of smoke, metal and a rainstorm oddly blended together. Tragedy loomed the night air. The shouting of firemen and and policemen were almost drowned by the rain. The scramble around the two crushed cars was an almost organ...
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Wait.
Every waiting room in the world has the same coffee – burnt from sitting on the burner too long, stale from an institutional-sized can of grounds that seldom gets resealed properly. Emergency Room coffee is even worse. On top of the stale and the...
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Unexpected Changes
He couldn’t remember much of the accident. He remembered it had been a long day. Then he remembered the pain, and the car feeling like it was sideways. He found it weird that it was night, as he’d been driving in the afternoon. He must̵...
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Never Fall In
The toilet belched and a few strands of black hair unfurled from around the U-bend. Mr Tims yanked at the handle again but the cistern roared in response. He grabbed the toilet brush and rammed it into the bowl, trapping the hair against the stained po...
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Mistaken Identity
Oh, that’s your car? My bad. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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A Burden on the Family
Home. Always at home. I’m a slob, sitting around all day. I rarely move from the sofa, and whenever I do, it feels like I’m only getting fatter. Counterintuitive, to be sure. But it’s fairly well kept me in my place. People don’...
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Is This Seat Taken?
I got back to my room with fresh bruises and a couple of scratches. One of my mother’s heels had made contact and slashed my wrist. It wasn’t deep, but it was bleeding. I cleaned it up and put a bandaid over it before I passed out on my bed...
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Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks
I sat at the kitchen table quietly munching my cereal, “Charlotte dear,” My mom said, “I’m going to work okay? Have a good day at school!” She leaned over to kiss my cheek. My mom and I were close but I still stared at her...
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Milk Murderer
When I reached the kitchen, it was too late. Our little culprit was grieving and the victim’s pale innards were spilling out onto the kitchen floor. I know she didn’t mean to do it. And really it is my fault. I should have watched her, guid...
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Damage Control
James groaned. “This wasn’t even necessary. We were taking them back to the base. They could have taken care of it there without anyone getting hurt.” “You don’t know that!” Sera insisted. “Hmph, fine way to ac...
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Fallen Daisies (1)
“Oops!” Alice mumbled as she tripped over a tree root. She could see the meadow off in the distance; hear the bees buzzing and the little brook bubbling. In the dark forest, shafts of light peeked like little children through the thick canopy. Stro...
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Fallen Daisies (2)
There were still patches where they had been pushed to the ground by animals that used them as resting places. The peaceful atmosphere strongly contrasted the memories it brought. He was perfect. Maybe not to everyone, but for Alice, he was her soul ma...
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Fallen Daisies (3)
He was gone because of her, no matter what people told her. ‘It’s not your fault, to road was icy, there was nothing you could do, you’re lucky to have survived!’ Alice still felt responsible for Ben’s death. She would rather have died with h...