Stories tagged “punch”

  • How My Impromptu Adventure Began

    My fist connected with my stepfather’s face: black-gloved, angst-ridden, unadulterated teenaged anger against unprepared, first-class jerk flesh. It was hardly a fair shot, but I took it anyway. What happened was this: I had just stepped inside m...

  • A Boy Without a Plan

    I screeched to a stop on a street somewhere on the edge of town. There was an empty gas station to my right and an army of townhouses to my left. I had nothing. It was 3:00 am on a Wednesday in mid-January, and I had nothing but my car, my clothes and ...

  • The Chance of a Reunion

    But I’m getting ahead of myself. My name is Justin. I’m 18, and I just punched out my stepdad. There’s not much more to it than that. My mother had just married David, a middle-aged nightmare of a man who had taken a particular dislik...

  • Re-Watching The Punch Scene

    When Time was watching the boy and girl that he brought back to life, he fell into a state of vertigo. He had no sense of direction, everything was spinning— for the first time in his life, Time had no sense of time. Alarm clocks kept changing. Almos...

  • The greatest decision everr

    “It’s spiked. And you don’t look like the type of girl who can handle being drunk… No definitely not. Maybe some water?” Excuse me! What gave this random boy the right to baby me? I grabbed a cup of the punch. I downed it ...

    • Author: George
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5

  • Highschool Reunion - From An Angry Old Biddy's POV

    I’ve always hated reunions. Always will. I picked out a plum-coloured evening gown, trying to live up to my eccentric and over the top reputation. Later in the day I had been to Christo’s salon, where my naturally grey hair became raven woo...

  • Highschool Reunion - From A Happy Old Biddy's POV

    I love highschool reunions. Always have, always will. I spent weeks having a tux tailored, and I was even on the point of getting a wig to cover my bald patch. Of course, I bought a limo, for this occasion. I sighed with content, for the hall was bette...

  • Don't Touch Me

    Punch. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Happy Reunion

    The aroma of fresh baked cookies greeted us as we arrived. “You smell that, kids? We’re in for a treat tonight.” I ushered my family up to the front door. Inside I could hear the buzz of conversation and the faint sound of discordant ...