The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Milwaukee Park, normally a safe haven for children and their families, but today the park is nothing less than a danger warning to everyone that life is not all fun and games. Gary makes his way through the police barrier, out of the corner of his eye he spots several news cameras and lets out …
Continue reading "Lies Of A Broken World – Chapter Four – Act I"
He stares into her fear filled eyes and feels the pain stab into his chest, he grips tightly around her wrists as she dangles over the edge, the fall would definitely kill her, but holding on to her, is killing him. The rocky edge digs into his chest some more as he tries desperately to …
As we come closer to the end of the second month a few things have dawned on me, one being the most insane of all, is that I'm enjoying these short stories, I mean, not all have worked, some have fallen over and some have just not got to that, oh yeah, stage. SO to …
They gather around the nastily dug hole in the ground with bowed heads and closed eyes, as today, this family buries it patriarch, a man who they all thought would live forever, but now they stand in awe of the truth, that nothing lives forever. Jeremiah Talbot was a man of few words, but many …
Continue reading "Day 48 – Jeremiah – YouChallenge Short Story"
“Sticky icky, yucky ducky,” those were the last words my brother sent to me in a message, before he vanished off the face of the earth a few weeks ago, and I had no fucking idea what it was meant to mean, but it clearly meant something, that I was sure. It all happened about …
"Stay true to who you are my flower," Lance says as he slumps backwards in the chair, his eyes lifeless, she grips his hand tightly as the tears run freely down her face, David places a hand on her shoulder, and she turns to him, his face busted, bloody and bruised, and she gives him …
'Christopher removes the headset and gives a little laugh as he sits back in his seat, how easily this plan played out, and now as he relaxes as the jet prepares to take off towards New London, he feels finally fulfilled. He looks out the window and takes a sip of wine ‘Here’s to a plan well played.’ He allows a small laugh to escape....'
He looks up into their faces through his one good eye, the other a mess of puss and blood and clenches his teeth as another punch connects with his face, he feels his jaw shift and several teeth move in his head, the room spins violently and he feels another punch connect from the opposite …
He leaps from his bed, still half asleep, as the banging that is coming from beyond the bed room, from somewhere else within the house, has pulled him from his world of dreams. He stumbles out into the small hallway that connects all the rooms in the house, and his eyes grow wide with panic as …
'Caroline stands in front of a holo-projection of Mike Robbins the current anchor of Channel Thirty-One news, his contract is about to run out, and he’s trying to make a better deal....'
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