Picnic Day_Kaiser_A bloody memorial_Alone in Snow
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Picnic Day
It was just another normal day and our parents went out of town last week so my sister and I decided to invite our friends to a picnic this afternoon at the park because we had nothing else to do. We thought it would be fun because we haven't had one productive day ever since summer came. We felt like couch potatoes just munching on chips and binge watching Grey's Anatomy.Don't get me wrong, spending time with my family is fun but you can't really do much when you're with them. Except maybe my sister because she's been my best friend ever since I was a kid. I just don't want us to waste our re...
Kaiser
A road. Well lit, rarely busy. Eight o'clock at night.A still summer evening. He's walking home after work. Just over a mile total. Less than half a mile left to go. The sun is setting, but it's not yet full dark. The streetlights are on, but the sun is still brighter. Its orange glow the last warmth he feels.Ear buds in, wrapped in country music. His secret obsession. His unspoken comfort. Thoughts turned to a relaxing night in front of the TV.A car speeds down the road. Strikes him from behind. He doesn't see it coming.A soon to be hit and run. The driver takes his wallet and drives off. His...
A bloody memorial
I slowly counted down, giving Ronnie the signal. At zero, she sent a bright smile towards the waiting camera.“Good afternoon. I am Ronnie McKay and this is WNEZ. In today’s special memorial, we will go over the tragic events on the east coast that occurred five years ago. Those horrifying events, caused by a yet undetermined virus, nicknamed the Mad Death, both directly and indirectly caused the death of tens of thousands before stopping just as suddenly as it began. “I gestured towards a different camera, and Ronnie swapped her gaze with practiced ease.“The official death toll for that time w...
Alone in Snow
Snow. It had been a calming, cozy word not only a day ago. As my eyes moved from one tree to the next, they all looked the same, their branches heavy with pure white snow. The glass fogged every time I breathed out and slowly fadwww.onedoor.cces away, only to be fogged again. I could feel the pulse at the edge of my numb fingers beneath the gloves and my feet were hugged to my chest. Am I going to die here? The faint memory of me stumbling between the trees, my feet deep in snow, and bursting into the cabin that I didn’t even know existed, made me hold my hands tighter around my legs. My phone laid a few fe...