Stories tagged “decision”
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Hiding Behind The Stitches
The Stitches that hold me together Are getting ready to break I’m not sure how much more I can take Despair Everything I do is wrong How many more times will my life play this God awful song The Ribbons That hold the tear Are straining under the weig...
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A Plastic Pause
He stared at the humongous fish tank that severed the restaurant in two and wondered what the waiter’s reaction would be if he demanded the pale orange guy hovering near the plastic diver. “Do you even hear what I’m saying,” Michael asked. “C...
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You Don't Always Need Protection
“I can do this!” “Honey, you’re talking about throwing your life away!” “No, Mom! I’m talking about saving one!” “You’ll be missing your Spanish immersion trip and your volunteer hours at the ...
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Advice
This will be the biggest decision he’ll ever have to make, so he attempts to summon it. It’s always there, a part of himself that he accepts. He has come to rely on it. He assumes that everyone possesses it. Sometimes it surfaces often. A l...
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The Final Decision
He looks at the metal monster sitting on the table in front of him. He doesn’t want to touch it or even go near it lest he do something stupid. Taking a deep, trembling breath, he continues to stare at it. It sneers at him, daring him to do it. T...
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Riveted, Barely Breathing
It was the head tilt. His head was looking down at her and tilted slightly to the right. He was going to kiss her. You could see his desire smoldering behind his lips even though you couldn’t see his eyes or hear what he whispered. But she stood ...
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Pain, Trust, and the Final Decision.
Pain is unbearable. No one wishes to feel, and yet we do so anyway. Everyday. We either notice or don’t, but it’s always there. I continued to sit on the bench that sat in a lone corner of the park. Seperating myself from what just seemed t...
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I Can't Do This.
It’s been two months. Two wonderful months; two wonderful months since I broke up with that bastard. But I think he did something to me. No, I know that he did something to because, right now, as I stare at the test in my hand… I’m pr...
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The First Time
That first time was the most horrible thing I’ve ever been through. Not that he was horrible or whatever but the guilt that washed over me as soon as he came in was enough to make me know that I couldn’t go through with this. I had to get o...
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Chica in Mexico
“You’re under arrest.” She rummaged in her purse for something. “For multiple homicides —” “Under whose authority? You’re in Mexico, chica, US law enforcement doesn’t have jurisdiction.” Seth ...
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Resolutions Amongst the Odors and Vapors
Somewhere between the cacophony of the crowd and the sound of his own heartbeat thundering in his ears, reality melted away in the dingy bathroom. Something scuttled across the broken, lime-green tile; Peter decided not to look. Eyes front and jaw set ...
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Crossroads
He weighed the two documents against each other. More than two thousand years with all their thickness in his left hand, and a mere three hundred in the right. Both the tome and the booklet were shaggy with wear, and both had a little list of ten items...
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Release
“The area is cleared. Final check done.” the voice over the radio said. Paul reached over to the radio. “Copy.” There was nothing else to say. The next step was in his hands. He was in the emergency release room of the power pla...
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Command Decisions Or Why Sometimes It's Good to Be Quiet
The cheers rang out, and the assorted host congratulated one another heartily for their determination and collected moxie. Prince Therod especially beamed with self-adulatory pleasure. A slim hand of text exerted itself from the mass, followed by a tin...
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Paradox
I saw it happen. You can’t tell me it’s not possible because I was there. Then. Whatever. What matters is the face. The bullet. The blood. I saw all that, and you can’t tell me differently. Now that I know, though, what can I do? I can’t c...
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Burning, Burning, Burning for You
Rae sulked. Violet stood motionless in the night, able in her mechanical way to wait patiently for her point to be made. From within she detected humming, a melody so ancient her immediate data banks didn’t contain the reference. With a melanchol...