OSCAR AND ANTONIO IN A CARTOON_The Boy on the Lake_Into the night by Ihotu Obande_As Luck Would Have
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OSCAR AND ANTONIO IN A CARTOON
Looking down at the huge carton full of my personal belongings, I start to wonder if every employee ever fired felt the same way as I do now. “Hey compañero, what’s with all the packing?”.Ah there he is, Antonio Poliblio, my best friend and my only friend."I got fired." "I know, I did too, but what’s with the huge box? We work at the comic book store Amigo, it’s not a desk job”. He smirked."Don't kill the fun Antony, I've always wanted to do the epic job quitting scene from Jerry Maguire, but since we're being fired, that's out of question and hence the Sandra Bullock resigning from her jobs i...
The Boy on the Lake
“I had that dream again last night—you know, the one I told you about when we were kids.” “What, the one about the giant spiders? Or the one about driving through a mall being chased by a serial killer?” “Not those!” She gave her friend a none-too-gentle smack in the shoulder. From the way Dani was smiling, she knew the other girl was being obtuse on purpose. Sometimes she wondered why they were still friends when all Dani did was tease her. “Oh, I know!” Dani exclaimed with the look of someone having an epiphany. “It’s the one with your secret dream boyfriend.” Face heating at the grossly ina...
Into the night by Ihotu Obande
Elana looked up at the sky and frowned as a raindrop splattered across her cheeks. Beside her, two of her teammates Alistair and Rumi watched impatiently as she tried to wake up. Davin their leader had gone to the nearest village to get some supplies and whatever was chasing them had certainly not stopped.“Well? No luck at all?”Elana blanched at Alistair’s comments and increased her death glare at the sky. “I’m trying my hardest.” She said through gritted teeth. “It used to work faster than this I swear. Something must have happened whenwww.onedoor.cc we went through the grid.”Alistair scoffed. “Now it’s ju...
As Luck Would Have It
Hanging down a rope waiting for strange people who look like deformed creatures to cut you open gives you perspective. Is this even real??? If it were a movie I would wake up from this nightmare or transport back to where I belong. Yet there doesn’t seem to be a rescue only the agonizing wait for my death. The only thing more agonizing before this was me setting the clock an hour ahead so I could experience sleep deprivation as society has called it Daylight Savings Time. I was expecting to wake up late and get cursed out by my mom for being late. But no, I get to wake up to rusted bed spring...