Follow The Rules_A Dream of Returning Home_Amber-Rose and the Stone Heart_Planet Robinoso
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Follow The Rules
When I was nine years old we lived on a dead end street in rural New Jersey. My Mom worked full time as my Dad had passed away a few years before and was the sole breadwinner of the family. There were four of us and we spent quite alot of time on our own. Back in those days , circa 1965 four or five children was a pretty average number of kids to have in one family . As I can recall many families had 5 children , and in grammar school I can recall that the Turner family had seventeen children , I kid you not! Along with every other parent , my mom had her standing list of rules. A pr...
A Dream of Returning Home
1The thing that most surprised him was the lack of silence. Having grown accustomed to the constant hum of the city, this was different. The city was loud, of course, but this was a different kind of loud. There were plenty of noises. There were chirps. And there were twitters. The winds through the trees rustled leaves and bent them slightly, to where he could almost hear the creaking of the wood flexing as they swayed. Such an odd thing, that something so ephemeral could move a tree that he could scarcely move himself. Of course, he instantly understood that the surface area of the tops of t...
Amber-Rose and the Stone Heart
CW: gore, violence“Remind me again why I decided to tag along?” I complained as the water flooded into the room at an alarming rate. My sneakers were wet and squishy in seconds.“This is not the time!” Amber-Rose yelled back at me, running her hands along the cracks in the stone floor. She was likely searching for a hidden trapdoor, no doubt.“What can I do?” I asked her. “Keep your head above the water, and whatever you do, don’t drown. Okay?”“Easier said than done.” I looked back the way we had come. The exit had been tightly sealed off by a large boulder that was jammed in place. I attempted...
Planet Robinoso
The shriveled tube of Gelenium sunscreen spat out its last glob of fluid. Jacko scrimped the green gel-cream into a petri dish. Exhaling circular smoke rings, he eyed the blinking camera sideways.As planet Robinoso's ruler and manufacturer of the alien mineral sunscreen, he'd failed to stock up. In half-second, this hilarious folly of his would become a chattwww.onedoor.ccer matter amid his crossed-eyed team. They were twenty-something alien geniuses who hacked his home recordings for fine-tuning their funny bone. Jacko visualized another laughing air meme of his leaping around. This time, too, in speedos, ...