Stories tagged “friend”
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Beginnings
An old friend waits beyond these gates. The world is calm and steady as the slate-grey sky waits to see what I’ll do next. I step forward and the crunch of gravel is the beginning of the Apocalypse; or, perhaps, the beginning of my new life. Eith...
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You Make Me Happy
You know what I like about us? There’s no bullshit. There’s none of that stupid strategizing, none of that ridiculous drama. How did I get so lucky? If it wasn’t for you, I think I would be kind of miserable right now. You keep me dow...
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Ginger: The Caged Bird
I pushed. It seems not all of the stones were mortared in with the rest of the wall. With a little effort, they recessed into a doorway and slid open. I soon found myself in a cavernous room dimly lit by lightorb torches mounted ten yards apart on the ...
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Relations with a Piano
It may sound peculiar to some, the idea of falling in love with one’s instrument. But there are others, those who have fallen themselves, who understand completely. There’s just something about the piano that I find enticing. Always has bee...
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I Never Wanted To Dance With You
I never wanted to dance I never wanted to spend a night with you I never wanted to spend a moment with you I never wanted this Now I sit Now I wait Now I listen You yell You scream You cry I have no words to give you But I never wanted to dance ...
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O'er the Keys
I love to run my fingers o’er the keys, the ivories… Yep, same Irving Berlin song. Can I help it if the man’s got it? There’s something beautiful in the feel of ivory keys that synthetics & plastic simply can’t match. ...
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Oliver
Oliver looks like your typical grand: black case, 52 white keys and 36 black keys, the lifted top contoured to the classic piano shape. But, really, what piano is typical? To me, Oliver is Oliver because of the lower register; it’s very strong, p...
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ZOMBIES!
The door was several inches of pristine steel. Even still, there was a distant thunder as the creature on the other side hammered on the door as hard as it could. John’s eyes were dragged back to his friend by a new sound. A low groan from a thro...
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Something
“Katie, where are you taking me?” We just finished dinner and were now leaving the restaurant. She said she had a surprise for me. I’m not one for surprises. “For all the years I’ve know you, you have ruined every surprise...
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Thoughts Before Bed
Cal’s house was completely dark when he finally reached it. His feet ached. His head throbbed. He let himself in the back door of the garage, which was never locked, and went straight to his room. It felt good to take off his shoes and lie back o...
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The Morning After
The next day dawned bright and clear, but Cal dozed heavily, missing it entirely. The doorbell woke him. He trudged to stop the annoyance before it woke his Mom. “Cal! Nice boxers!” JoAnn exclaimed. Cal blinked, too tired to blush. “W...
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The Free Clinic
The hospital was a sprawling brick complex made all the more noticeable by the helicopter landing on the roof. Cal parked in the visitor lot and JoAnn hesitantly stepped out of the truck. There was a free clinic in a ground-level wing which was full of...
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A Tribute to Friendship
We are all here for the same reason. We are present on this day and time to celebrate the essence of friendship through activities, fun, singing, cake, and enjoying the company of one another. Each of us is here today because we are considered special,...
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Now and Forever
The apartment was dark and musty; the fingers of sunlight had not brushed the living room in days. The whole building was buzzing with the news. Everyone three floors above and below had heard the fight – the screams, the insults, the words. She ...
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The Book
The first time she had seen it, it was a wet, bedraggled thing, and she had wanted little to do with it. She hadn’t picked it up – Rowan had. “Saya,” he had said, brown eyes bright, “look at the patterns on the front. This...
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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...
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Handling The Truth
I felt my heart thud against the inside of my chest. How could he possibly have known that? I stiffly got on my bike and started off, deciding to ignore the last minute like it hadn’t happened. “Well to the mall we go, right?” I asked...
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Pain
You sit on the edge of the bed, Wishing she wasn’t dead, You close your eyes, As all your insides fall to pieces, and you’ll just sit there wishing you could still make love. You can’t keep strong, tears just pour out of your eyes, You ca...
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She is Quite amazing At her job...
I’ve decided to take this piece down, due to the lack of awesomeness…
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And that's what I'm here for
She comes to me crying Her boyfriend has left her I stop to try and help She’s completely distraught She’s crying into me Tears running down my arm Half my shirt is soaked now And I couldn’t care less He was cruel, she says Heartless,...
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I'll Be Missing You
When the songs we fell in love with together come on, I’ll be missing you. When I see new or old pictures of you or when someone says your name, I’ll be missing you. If your favorite movie is playing, I’ll be sitting on the couch with...
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Phone Call: The Netherworld
…because I can’t tell you about the horrible atrocity that happened today. Because you can’t help me not to screw up again (oh, you didn’t even know about the screwup, because you passed away on the same weekend) or find a metho...
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Edna Worries About the Implications
“The first date, and you think—he might be a stalker?” Joanne asked incredulously. “Yep,” Edna said with a heavy sigh, contemplating another fry. She’d killed a lot of points on her date. “Pretty weird, huh,...
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Straight Between the Eyes
“Please don’t make me, I don’t want to, I, I can’t.” I was almost sobbing, looking up at the large pale orb in the sky. But it just stared back, letting me know I had to. This was it, I had to do it now or it would know. T...
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My Friend, My Sub-Routines
Discombobulated protest yielded to newly acquired sub-routines, and Violet modulated the flow of fuel, adjusted the air intake manifold, and smoothed the transition into first gear as her friend cranked the throttle. Her friend? What sort of friend wou...