Two Tickets_Human Nature_Flakes of Brutal Reality_Stupor
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Two Tickets
"Honey, we really can't pass up a deal like this. We never get us time anymore, and this AMAZING-looking room is so cheap it might as well be free! Please... we gotta do this. And hey, we both have P.T.O. to spend before it zeros out." This was said by a www.onedoor.ccnormally happily, yet suddenly a desperately bored man who'd realized he needed spice. In the very next moment for said man, things became very out of the blue with his love life. Crying softly, his wife blurted with a slight giggle, "I-heh, um uh, was planning to break up with you in approximately seven minutes from now." She then continued,...
Human Nature
Author's note: This is one part of the Melted collection. These stories can be read inpidually or in any order.Harlan was a hermit, but preferred the term solitudinarian. Some called him Sasquatch or even Bigfoot, but that was a bit offensive. Yes, he was over seven feet tall and yes, he was an exceptionally hairy man who lived in the woods of the Pacific Northwest. He was in harmony with the animals in the forest, but he was one hundred percent human. He just didn't care for any of the others. Human nature repulsed him. Their inherent wastefulness and hatred towards everything was palpable ev...
Flakes of Brutal Reality
Looking at the trigger being pulled, my only reflex was to stand in front of him. I could not lose him now or ever. That’s when I felt like being stabbed by a knife straight into my abdomen. Everything just seemed to freeze and fade away. It was only a matter of a few minutes when I found myself lying on a bed passing through a lane to the ER. As I was passing through the blinding lights, my mundane soul seemed to attain a state of peace, and my body was consumed by lust for death’s kiss. The pain was infuriating but demanded to be felt. The lights, fading away in the atmosphere and my soul ...
Stupor
It had been thirty-five years. Thirty-five years since Daphne had made her fatal commitment to her high-school sweetheart, Charles. How could this have gone so wrong? She loved him, didn't she? Gambles, gambles..... Daphne Adair.....No. No. Daphne Miller. Daphne hated Charles for what he had become, the sweet-voiced liar who had twisted and turned her life using his lovely eyes and gentle voice, to ride her through the biggest rollercoaster she had ever been on. Well, the drop was near. Beginning of Act I "Daffy!" called Laurel Parker, her best friend. It was a simple party, a bunch of kids fr...