It's Not You, It's Me_The Life of Billy Spark_ELIGIBLE PAST_The Well.
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It's Not You, It's Me
3:03 a.m.The phone rings. My first thought is to not answer it, because what good could possibly come from a phone call this early in the morning? Any phone call between the hours of 11 p.m. and 7 a.m. usually means someone’s dead. I bet it’s my father. I never did think he’d make it long enough to see me graduate college, and when by some miracle he did, I said he wouldn’t live to see me turn thirty. I’m twenty-eight. I could still be right. I shuffle out to the living room, switching on every light along the way. Who has the number to my landline? Who actually calls the landline? The better ...
The Life of Billy Spark
My stomach churned as I plodded home. Completing my final exam should have been a huge relief, but the worry of having not done enough was tearing me up inside. My head was heavy as I stepped in the door. Without a word, I trudged up to my room, closed the door behind me and dropped onto my bed. I ignored the gentle tap on the door and didn’t look up when it slowly opened. “You don’t need to worry, Son. You get the grades you need. Chance to relax and enjoy the summer.” Fatherly words of calm, as always. Dad never seemed to worry about anything. “If only, I messed up Computer Science, will hav...
ELIGIBLE PAST
Thursday, 28th September 2006 11:45 PMDear diary,I have always been a startled awakener. Be it any situation I go to bed to, I always find myself waking up covered with sweat, my pillows thrown about the room and my bed sheet in disarray, which seemed odd considering I never recall having any nightmares. Ever. Which again, considering was odd enough as everyone had to have had nightmares at least once in their lives. But all things said and done, this fact did not bother me today, as it never did on any other day, when I awoke with a start. I looked about the room. Pillows on the floor. Check....
The Well.
“Why are you burying it so deep?” “We want someone to find it in the next fifty years or so, don’t we?” “This empty well will eventually be dug up to build a new estate, so don’t worry, it will be found!” “New estate!” “We are four hwww.onedoor.ccundred kilometres from the nearest city!” “And that city has expanded over four-hundred kilometres in the last fifty years, so it will be found!”Lisa and Martin had been friends for twenty years, but Lisa wasn’t happy about where he had decided to bury the time capsule.A month earlier, Lisa was busy correcting her student’s homework, when she got a call from her b...