Emotions

Love It was her. He had not seen her in the past twelve years but he knew it was her. He had fallen in love with her when he was in first grade. They were friends, good friends. But, lady luck desired something else; he got separated from her when she left the school. He does not ...

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2009/09/15 Short Story 13 comments

Metaphor

Free From the window, she saw lightening below. She closed her eyes and prayed. She felt a hand holding her arm tightly. She didn’t know him, who cares at the final moment - a brief time one feels free. The vibrations moved her, but she had her eyes closed. She had them closed when it happened. --- Loss He ...

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2009/09/14 55 Word Fiction 8 comments

Alone

“Please don’t go.” He looked at her, her eyes looking most beautiful, held her face in his hands and kissed her passionately. He embraced her and whispered in her ears, “I am always with you.” With tears in eyes she pleaded with him. He embraced her again. She spoke softly, “You take so much time to come, ...

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2009/09/13 Short Story 5 comments

My Dream Habit

One day, being my usual self, I observed that I dream a lot. To be estimating on the lower side of the scale, of all my waking hours, I would be dreaming 90% of the time. And these dreams are never coherent. With every change of focus, location, mood, time, or any other variable, the ...

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2009/08/27 Personal, Understanding Life 5 comments

The Bracelet, Act I Scene II

The screen fades in. It blinks. Its somebody’s eyes we are looking through. We are still on the bridge. We can see the blue sedan deserted. It seems we are speaking. Its a guys voice – loud and clear. “Get out of the car with your hands raised!” We slowly move towards ...

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2009/07/13 Short Story 3 comments

The Bracelet – Act I Scene I

This is a screenplay. Act 1 Scene 1 We see the cloudy sky. The screen begins to get closer to the clouds, speed increasing rapidly and then it moves in to the clouds. The screen turns foggy and we start to slow as if the clouds are too heavy to pass. Our speed decreasing rapidly, to a ...

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2009/07/10 Short Story 6 comments