Stories tagged “real life”
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Am I Still Your Charm or Am I Just Bad Luck?
You’re five. You stand at the edge of the creek, bare feet inches away from the water, body tense with anticipation and excitement as you wait for the signal. A shout comes from somewhere close behind you (“Come on Stephanie, go in, the water’s f...
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Are We Getting Closer or Are We Just Getting More Lost?
Everbody hates me, nobody loves me, might as well go eat worms. The words of the childish rhyme echo through your mind and you choke, words bubbling up only to be swallowed back down again, and then again until you can almost feel them burning a hole i...
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Let's Compare Scars, I'll Show You Who's is Worse
You stand shakily, lifting the book from the floor with trembling hands, struggling to remain calm. You fight the urge to turn and look; a quick glance over your shoulder shows that she’s already gone, body remaining in the world of the living while ...
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Let's Unwrite These Pages and Replace Them With Our Own Words
She’s not dead, but she’s as good as gone, and you only wish you had more to remember her by. But you don’t, and you’re frightened that one day, you’ll forget her completely; face fading into a blur as the darkness at the edges of your mind a...
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Way of Life
I can’t ever remember a time when he wasn’t sick – it was a fact of life. Daddy needs to sit down for a bit, Daddy’s going to bed early, Daddy can’t pick you up from school so go home with Jamie’s mom and someone wil...
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Yesterday
“Well, your test results look good.” She smiled — one of those thin, polite smiles. The thought flashed through my head: Psychiatrists should not be permitted to be thin and beautiful. “I know that’s not what you wanted to...
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An Almost True Story
“Hi there, I’m Dr McAuley,” I informed the mirror with my best wry smile, my australian leather hat tilted rakishly forward. “I hear you need help with your Early English columns mouldings.” I shifted, hands on hips and a ...
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Ten Things I Hate About...
Ten things I hate about …High School: 1. Bipolar sophmores who claim that they are being injustly treated when they treat other people like crap. Yeah, what happened to the golden rule? 2. Teachers that swear at the students. Having people swear ...
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Holocaust
Today my fingers twitch with the urge. I know when it comes, it ¡s a burning sensation from the base of my spine. I place myself in front of the computer as long as I am not distracted by several other things. I try to grasp every chance, I want to wi...
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Afflicted Heart
Home is where your heart is, but your heart is afflicted. That strong wanderlust, coursing through your veins, calls you to be out doing, while your body is stuck just being, and so home never seems to be at hand. I can’t say I know a cure, for m...
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Processing
[Processing… 30%] If only this were more engaging. Less opportunity for the mind to wander. No time to worry about what might be around the corner. [Processing… 50%] “Where’s the new data? We’re already six months behind t...
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1:15, 115º
I’m standing under an awning, but the sun radiates from the concrete with searing intensity. I casually flip my marker between the inky fingers of my right hand. Habit, I suppose. Familiarizing myself with— I drop it. I retrieve it. Straig...