Good Luck Monster_I Shouldn't Have Shot the Messenger_Alex and Tips_All Plans Fall Through
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Good Luck Monster
Good Luck MonsterMichael tried to tell his dads that there was a monster under his bed, they did not believe him, but he could hear it under there!One night, Michael was brave enough to look. His dads had tucked him in, he could hear his sister Abby snoring down the hall, and everything was quiet except for the monster under his bed. That thing was always moving, turning over like it couldn’t get comfy…He pulled his covers off slowly, being as quiet as hewww.onedoor.cc could so that the monster didn’t know what he was about to do. He pulled his knees up to his chest and used his arms to push himself forward...
I Shouldn't Have Shot the Messenger
Two rather conservatively attired young men who look to be in their early thirties are sitting at the bar consuming their second beers on the evening. One of them, Albert, looks rather happy-go-lucky, while the other one, Nigel, has quite a serious look upon his face, not in keeping with his being in a bar. This expression causes Albert to speak with a trademark smile:“Why so glum, chum? You don’t look like your usual self. Problems at home, constipation?. Your wife giving you a hard time?”This was followed by a light jab to the upper arm. This worked no magic on Nigel.“Nigel, it’s Friday nig...
Alex and Tips
An orange Datsun pulled into a gas station at the southeast corner of California, puttering up a cloud of dust into the fading light. Sidewinder sits on a crooked sign at the mouth of the parking lot, and its dark blue paint peels as the sun coats the metal. A young man steps out onto the pulsing concrete.A german-shepherd called Tips glances at him from his spot chained to the gas pump. His skin is tan from spending copious hours outside, and his nose points down in a thin arch. His facial hair collects in thick curls at the base of his chin, trailing down his cheeks. A colt python sits low i...
All Plans Fall Through
Elle had been convinced of the impending ruination of her life on many occasions; although none had actually come to pass, she was never less certain that this time- this time- would be different. She attempted to assuage this sense of dread by ensuring she was always prepared for every possible scenario. Despite this preparation, today’s life-ruining information in question didn’t miraculously disappear from her phone screen, no matter how hard she stared at it. Apparently, meticulous planning and well-thought-out schemes don’t work for every aspect of one’s life. She sighed and ran a hand t...