Stories tagged “california”

  • My Memories, Part 1

    Any time I’m sitting at my job, in a meeting, or any place where I don’t want to be, I can always go back to one special memory I had from when I was just a kid. I must have been only 14 or so then, back when I grew my hair out to shoulder-length. ...

  • My Memories, Part 2

    She would always blush when I would kiddingly call her “Barbie”. I spent every single day of that month with Andrea. She told me she had a boyfriend, but I still had the biggest crush on her. I knew she thought I looked cute because she told me bef...

  • My Memories, Part 3

    I remember the last day perfectly. Packing was so hard. It was like everything I put into my bag was one more moment with Andrea that I had to leave behind. That was the shirt I wore when Andrea first hugged me after we had that long talk about love. T...

  • My Memories, Part 4

    We exchanged numbers, so we could keep in touch, before saying our last goodbyes. I was never one for final farewells, I’m still not. I don’t know what compelled me to do what I did; maybe it was just the thought in my mind that I might not ever s...

  • My Memeries, Epilogue

    To this day I still keep her number on my nightstand, just in case I ever have the guts to finally call and talk to her. ~ Looking back, I still don’t think I’ve ever experienced such intense feelings for another person like I did with Andrea. Ther...

  • A Miscalculation

    I tap away at my computer, running a few last simulations, the dawn light filtering into the office unnoticed. The results didn’t change this time either. I sigh. If only there was time to warn them. I exit my home of sixty years silently, to wat...

    • Author: LTerminus
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.

  • What Devon Saw In Her Eyes For Just A Moment

    Well she did ask you to tell her. I took a deep breath and just spit it out. “You looked like you needed a friend. Like someone had hurt you and you just needed to get away.” Well there, you said it. Kalyla dropped her gaze for a second, bu...

  • California

    Graduation was the sweetest day I ever saw. Standing on that stage, I felt so light, so free; it was all I could do to hold it all in. It was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. After the ceremony, I walked slowly to the parking lot where m...

  • Little Boxes

    Walls. Tall, strong, imposing, stucco walls. The car quietly drove down the steet, passing home after home. Although they could hardly be called homes. Not even houses. More like boxes. Her eyes peered out of the window, staring at the alien world tha...

    • Author: R.
    • Posted almost 2 years ago.

  • A Treatise on the Current State of World Affairs; or, Pessimism.

    My brother Matt was monologging again. I really hated it when he shot himself up with LSD (cut with God knows what else, it might have been weed killer for all we knew) and got “enlightened”. Another reminder of why I hated San Francisco. &...