Oranges_The Chicken_Streaming Sunlight_Finding Meaning
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Oranges
Orange. Orange. Orange. Your eyes glaze over as the fruit tumbles along in front of you. Your hands are expertly spinning and squeezing each one as they drift past, which you think is odd considering you’ve never done this before. Not far to the right, you can sense a familiar presence: your mother. From your peripheral vision, you can tell she’s working hard and keeping a good pace, better than she should be at her age. You try to sneak a glance at her, but something stops you. Your gaze seems to disagree with you. Odd. Your work feels too necessary, urgent, unsympathetic. You try again, but...
The Chicken
The sky out the window was brighter today. The sounds of the birds outside; louder. Harriet sat on the bench, contemplating the chores she had to do today.Harriet remembered to tie her laces. When she didn’t the chickens liked to peck at her feet as if she’d brought them worms. She bent down slowly her boots seemed further away today, somehow, than yesterday.The kettle whistled on the iron stovetop. Harriet turned to move the kettle to the counter when she noticed movement near the door.A small beak nudged the door, and it slowly swung open. Harriet laughed. Benita stood in the open doorway, a...
Streaming Sunlight
The clear black of space felt endless and out of reach, but he had worked hard to get there. The astronaut turned the latch and the door hissed open onto the blackness. Deep shadows echoed back from the floating rocks around him. What stories they would tell, if only he could take just a sample back to Earth. The astronaut took a step out of the shuttle door and onto the porous surface of the asteroid and shuttered. It was not due to the emptiness of space, but because he had no way of knowing what he would face on the space rock. A total of two hours on the asteroid was all he was given. T...
Finding Meaning
Ash swirled from her footprints, her head hung low, as shards of a past life, a story, came into view. Shreds of plastic bottles, toy trucks, and broken chairs. Her home was a void. She was the only person on Earth. Quick thinking, Carol began to make some plans and get to work. What else was she to do, but repair the Earth by herself? It is determined that as the last alive, she must live up to all humans would want of her as the last human to live. She sets up camp in the dusty remains of her city. Shwww.onedoor.cce takes what she needs from stores to make a comfortable life and finds a certain peace in b...