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No Place Like Gnome
Lucy Peterson awoke on this beautiful Sunday afternoon, eager to start the day. Following her husband’s passing, she had spent the last two weeks at her daughter’s house in the city, and had finally convinced her children she was well enough to be on her own again. Visiting was always pleasant, but when you stay there too long, the sounds of the city start to bog down a country heart. Not to mention the screams from her grandchildren, playful or otherwise, were enough to make your head spin. She was eager to get back to her home to the things that brought her peace.She opened the bedroom windo...
re-live that day
I was walking home from work, my mind wandering. What would happen if I could re-live my memories? Which one would I re-live? All my memories are bad, seeing my past, living in a poor household. I never had much growing up. My dad left us when I was 7 years old. I don't remember much about that day, only that he left because of me. Flashback It was mid-winter, the town covered in shimmering white snow. The only sound was the thumping of hearts. All was quiet outside, but inside was a different story. “ All you care about is yowww.onedoor.ccur daughter! You never give one thought to our son!” father yelled...
VICTORY
Saturn was getting bored and it tried bullying the cool Fairy. “See, I am the king of vices and you are the queen of virtues. Let us play a game today. Let us choose a person and apply our forces and see who wins. I know in these modern days of Kaliyuga, I have a stronghold on anyone and everyone. But still, let us give a try. What do you say?”Fairy retained her cool calm posture and replied.“I am not into any game. I shall be a mere spectator. You do what you want to do. I will count till ten and you spot your victim and start.”“Why ten? 3-13-8 are my favourite numbers. So, you count till 13、...
Alone Time
A light buzz went off by my hip as I was sipping my coffee. I pulled out the pager and saw a message asking for my assistance in the emergency ward. My coffee spilled over the edge as I darted out of my office, down the hallways to the ER wing of the hospital. A nurse greeted me at the entrance, handing me a patient chart, “I’m sorry to bother you, but a patient came in with shortness of breath and heart palpitations.” I thanked the nurse and entered the room. An endless number of gloves, wires, and packaging was littered on the floor as I pushed the curtains back for the patient’s room. My...