Quiet on the Floor_Outdated, Useless_The love that stole my insanity_The Tardy Advocate Chapter 1
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Quiet on the Floor
It’s an orange mess. There’s trees and the ocean and the sun coming up behind some boats but it’s just a drab wall behind it all. It’s not even a projector screen. It’s just an empty cinder-block space that looks like someone splattered their breakfast all over it as much as sunrise on a beach. It drives me fucking nuts but it’s not like I can look away. They have us locked in here twelve hours a day and it smells like piss.“Where you think that is, Dale?”The tweaker next to me won’t shut up. We’re not supposed to talk so he’s always trying to whisper. He’s a fucking idiot so they always jump ...
Outdated, Useless
An ice cold pinpricks jolts Arthur. He lifts his eyes up from the concrete and glances around. The clouds had apparently started spilling some rain, and he stands with his lips still parted as stray drops dot him. Others were moving further under the roof, but he stays. The sensation isn’t pleasant, but it’s something. The occasional drop on his cheek and nose soften the redness and tension there. He tries to move his arm and the sheet of paper it’s gripping further under his shabby coat, but he’d already been pressing it to himself so firmly. He slowly relaxes it. As hard as he tries, he can...
The love that stole my insanity
“I’m sorry Mike I don’t love you anymore.” Did I do something wrong? Was I too relax with my freedom? Those are the questions I asked my self as begain to realiz. She dumped me... Breathing became difficult as my brain grasped for strains of reality hopelessly putting them together. My now ex girlfriend was the most perfect person. After her choice to leave me I began to numbly walk through life. Work then home, That’s all I could do to keep from going to her. Days passed of starting idle at the television set. Chewing my thumb nails down to the numb, rocking my recliner. Nothing was working a...
The Tardy Advocate Chapter 1
What is this place!? The room was enormous, but John couldn’t know that by looking at it for it was filled with a deep dusk that defied registration on his senses. His eyes could not penetrate through this … stuff. Neither could listening for echoes be used to discern the largeness of the room because there were not any of those. None of the normal ways of knowing were ready to volunteer any information beyond the bare minimums of perception and any way of pushing them towards surety was ineffective. He just knew that it was a cavernous room. John looked around in a wwww.onedoor.cconder ...