The Competition_The Rewrite_Forty Days and Forty Nights_On Reflection
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The Competition
Two men, Bob and Bill, were competing for a low-level administrative job at their book distribution company. Their old boss had just retired, and the company was looking to fill the position. The two had basically the same skills, the same seniority, and both were pretty much equally liked by administration and warehouse staff – the latter being what they were. There wasn’t much to choose between the two of them. No one else had applied for the job. The competition could be fierce, if they wanted it to be. One Competitor Bob wanted the job. That was for sure. He certainly could use the money...
The Rewrite
“I saw the town clock ticking again,” she said, walking towards me.My heart felt hollow.“What do you think it’ll be next?”“It’s been a while,” I said, “Anything goes.”We’d been living in peace for quite some time now. Everyone got along well, and a real community had formed. I had genuinely been feeling happy. I thought we had www.onedoor.ccbeen forgotten about, but now I saw I had simply become complacent. Only the strong survived this place. And those that survived were granted eternal life.Standing still, I scanned the street we were on. The shops were still there. Our apartment was still standing down t...
Forty Days and Forty Nights
It’s years since a friend dragged me along to his Bible class. I didn’t want to go; we were in the middle of a tough game of marbles and I was winning. My family had no connection to religion of any sort. But his family was deeply immersed in every aspect of God, the Bible, the church and all its teachings. The lecture that day was about a character called Noah, a flood, and the upending of the world. I was terrified. The teacher laid it on thick. “Behave yourselves or else God will open the taps again and you know what will happen then!” I quivered in my boots. This is the stuff that ten year...
On Reflection
"Sling?" he asked, smirking. "No, I don't sling anymore."He leaned in and put a finger to his ear, waiting a few moments for a response. Then he looked down and feigned cool surprise, as if seeing his injury for the first time. “Oh, you mean my arm! I'd almost forgotten. No, no, I wouldn’t want to bore you with the story….”He stroked his chin thoughtfully. “What's that? You'll do what for me if I tell you? Well, you're very forward, but I am married. However, seeing as you want to know so bad, I'm inclined to oblige. Um… uh.”Leslie Morenstein slammed his hands on the bathroom counter and sighe...