Stories tagged “jar”

  • Tips

    “Thank you, ma’am, I greatly appreciate it.” The jar’s boy was slumped nonchalantly against a tree, playing an old guitar and hoping to wake the spirit of the drifting musician in the passersby. Clink went the spare change as it...

  • The tomb of Nektah

    Professor Lebnoch finished chanting. Dust sparkled in the candle-lit tomb as it danced in the air, and the chill of the ancient stones was as far removed from the heat of the Egyptian desert as it could get. As the echoes of the chant died away, reverb...

  • Granny's Botulism Brew

    “I thought canning food was for a season, like over the winter, not for 30 years!” I hefted a jar of red stuff with tiny yellow seeds and big black spots, it’s brass top swollen. “Is grandma conducting some kind of experiment do...

  • Bittersweet Tomatoes

    We got a call while we took our lemonade break. Dad told us Grandma had taken a turn for the worse. We climbed into the car and drove silently to the hospital. The stark hallways and disinfectant stench made my stomach churn unhappily. When the elevato...

  • A Newly Discovered Mortal Blood Drinker

    Elisia sat at the kitchen table in the dark, staring at the jar of deep red liquid illuminated by the moonlight shining through the window. She dare not move, for fear of stepping on the corpse that was somewhere on the floor. Her long, bony index fing...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • If Only It Were Pickles

    “Does this smell OK to you?” Jack asked. Sam recoiled. “I dunno what it’s supposed to smell like. It looks…OK. I guess.” Jack gave the jar a lazy shake and watched the contents quiver. He shrugged. Sam held out the backpack and Jack dropped...

    • Author: kara
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Downloading

    It floated in the sickly pale yellow fluid, pulsating slightly from the electrons rushing through it every half-second. Two wires, one red, one blue, were attached to either side, connecting it to a series of databases. The color of the fluids reflecte...

  • When is a door not a door?

    “Who left the door open?” The yell came from the other room. “Oh, not again. I know I closed it when I came home.” “Well apparently you didn’t. You know what happens if it’s not closed all the way” The Ma...

  • Pickles Would Be Better

    “If something happens, I’m the one carrying the bag”, said Sam. “This thing is right next to my head. Right behind my heart come to that”. Sam imagined the bag becoming heavier, pressing against his back with intent. Jack ...

  • The Final Soul

    “No one would ever expect to find it in a plain old jar. Seriously, look at it. There used to be strawberry Smuckers in it. It’s perfect.” He couldn’t believe the suggestion. There was absolutely no way that he was about to stor...

  • Jarred

    The bug, trapped in a jar, flies buzzing loudly as it bounces off the glass. Though its effort is erratic, frantic, its effort’s awarded with only a faint “pink” sound. I wait patiently in my jar, waiting for the walls to crumble and ...