It was her masterpiece. Jutting out of the water, everyone around could see what she'd created - what *she* had crea...
His dive, performed in front of the small, half-drunk dinner party, was perfect in his mind. He'd had a few martinis ...
For some reason, I couldn't stop staring at the picture. It was... gorgeous, sure. The colors were somewhat exaggerat...
Hats
I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...
Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...
Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...
Knives
Knives. Knives. What was she going to use them on next? The silver blades shimmered in the sunlight streaming thro...
He was a walking arsenal with knives strapped to his armor at forearms, biceps, chest and back. Two smaller throwing ...
That was the last thing she saw. It was headed straight for her chest, a glittering blade, and she saw it in slow-mot...
As Thomas was smoking in an alleyway, he heard a scream. He walked out of the alleyway slowly, being observant of his...
The old trash can on Drake and Washington avenue was the witness to the biggest mistake of George's life. Sadly, he t...
I waited on the corner of Drake Street and Something. I shielded my eyes from the bright gray to see the paintings on...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go.
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...
I'm in love with a robot.
I'm in love with a robot. I know, I know, that sounds strange. But I am. It's name, or at least the name I gave it, i...
I am in love with a coffee machine. A robot that makes coffee. I am giddy about it my mornings are filled with percol...
Golden skin glowed in the afternoon sun, revealing a fine tracery of pale blue at the inside of the wrist. Lips, lus...
Goodnight...
Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... There's a contentment th...
Sleep and you may dream. Remain and you will surely regret the decisions you make in the night. Intermittent car ho...
"Good night," the bar manager said, as he tapped a stack of bills on their side to even them out. The waitress dumped...
Giving in wasn't an option.
I am looking out the window of my tiny house in Michigan and watching the snow pile up on the road. I won't be going ...
Giving in wasn't an option. The first time Ted died he didn't really notice, being in a full on berserk. One of his i...
Giving in wasn't an option, but there was little else she could do. "Ok, ok," she told the young galant with the sh...
Beatirix shuddered as a cold wind whipped across the stage, and she clasped her hat tightly to her head. Stage fright...
"Hello?" There was nothing on the other end of the line but silence. "Hey, can you here me? Is anyone there?" Martin ...
me and my sister have always been fighting. scince the day we could walk we always fought untill now. we were walking...
They walked hand-in-hand over the foot bridge, surrounded by tourists. "This reminds me of the Great Wall of China,...
The wall is the place most people choose on their own. You come for a day or a week and it's never to see the sights....
The wall is the place most people choose on their own. You come for a day or a week and it's never to see the sights....