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THE CREATURE AND THE CLIFF OVERLOOKING THE SEA
Bella sat in a small hollow carved out by the wind. It was just a small sandy place but it felt right, it felt like it was home. She came here often when she was troubled and she was troubled more often than not, and it was getting worse. The answers never came, the questions were always there but she suspected that is life. The waves were high today crashing on the rocks, she could feel the pounding vibration as she sat, even through the sand. This was how she felt sometimes, like something was crashing on her and vibrating through her all the way to her deep center. She felt she was becomi...
Game of Life
My greatest wish is to have control. Control over my life. Not a higher force of nature, not the writers who’d created me, I knew, who’d created all of us. I want to build my life-story. I mean, who doesn’t want to be in charge of what’s happening in their life?Writers gave me life, and now they see it as their job to make my life-story. My life started with me being a happy, dreamy girl. After a few years, they made it one colossal disaster. Every time I expected trouble to be over, worse came. One friend after another left, breaking me to a point it scared me to make new friends, to love, bu...
The Accidental Adept
It was day nineteen of the mandated quarantine and Jeremy Addams sat rumpled and unshaven in front of his laptop staring back at the baleful blinking cursor that he had been staring at for the last five minutes. Jeremy glanced at his LED clock that in the belly of a dinosaur. He looked back at the laptop then the dinosaur. Sighing he reached for his coffee mug, his favorite one, it was a commemorative 25th anniversary edition for the release of Star Trek: The Motion Picture. He lifted it to his lips sipping the now cooled coffee. Gulping the liquid he considered his options. He could continue ...
Sea-dreams
On a Saturday afternoon, the doorbell rang loud and clear in the Stones’ residency.Suzanne, 18, was the only one at home and she rushed to the entrance.Her father hadn’t been home in a long time and that had her worried. Since no one visited the house anyways, Suzanne had every reason to believe that her father had returned.She opened the door with an expectant heart but was let down by the sight of two strangers instead. One tall and one short.“Hello, are you Miss Suzanne, daughter of John Stones?” Asked the taller, hefty guy. The short, funny-looking guy beside him nodded his head in greetin...