Artificial Alice_The Meadow's Insight_The Daughter I've Never Known I Had_LIFE CAN BE A GLIT
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Artificial Alice
Marcus grabbed the pistol from the floor and stood up. He had blood leaking from his chest he followed behind her. He kept walking . She yelled as he came closer. The Wind blew harder through the broken glass window they had clambered through to this department store. The lights were out. It was Completely deserted being 1 am. "No please". she shouted. her breathing was heavy she crawled past a couple racks of clothing. She felt some tears come to her eyes as she sobbed. She crawled back, crept back more like, her foot was sprained and she slid across the floor of the department store. The lig...
The Meadow's Insight
This one is another about a character in a book I'm currently writing. Hope you enjoy!Blades of grass danced to the wind’s song, tickling Aldred’s ankles in a not unpleasant way. The meadow somehow always held it’s dazzling beauty, even when the winter came and the flowers died. But in spring it was so vibrant, so alive, he could almost feel it’s personality filling him with love. It was that, or the image of perfection that walked alongside him, a radiant smile gracing her features, dimples on her rosy cheeks and a small button nose sitting between the lot. Her eyes were closed against the su...
The Daughter I've Never Known I Had
You wouldn’twww.onedoor.cc think much of me if you met me at the local café. My insipid appearance has been an excellent façade over the years. Nothing can obscure my special powers better than loose jeans and floral T-shirts. I can’t help but giggle at the eye-rolls and gagging sounds my plastic crocs trigger when I stroll downtown.I no longer wonder why I’ve been entrusted with these powers. Just accept that it’s some type of karmic compensation for the lack of talents in other domains of my life.If looks matter nothing to me, why do I buy left-behind clothes in a thrift store every Saturday, then, a smar...
LIFE CAN BE A GLITCH
“KP-6, what’s taking so long? I need more coffee, you clotted bot!”I was in a foul temper. I’d gotten up early this morning, realizing I had a story due today. I’d been working on it, but not as diligently as I should have. Now I was smack up against a deadline. My piece had to be proofed and ready to go before noon if it was going to make this week’s edition of Tech Life. Where was that coffee?“KP . . . oh, great, about time. You’re really dragging this morning; I’m going to have to check your circuitry when I have time. It’s not decaf, is it? You did that to me once before and I missed my d...