Short Story

it is life, Mama!” Mama: “Oh—so now its life. Money is life. Once upon a

“ No probs man. I will do anything for you and I also wanted to see this trainwreck,” Aaron said, laughing. “ And trust me this will be a trainwreck. Nate, can you come here for a second,” Wade said, gesturing Nate to come over. “ Yes Mr.Jones,” Nate said,shivering. “ Nate, for the last time you can call me Wade. You earned enough respect to call me Wade,” Wade said. Mr. Jones reminded him of his good for nothing, always drunk father. Wade still remembers his dad and how he treated others . “ Trudy, get your ass up and make me a sandwich,” Arthur said, drinking his beer. Arthur was sitting down in his favorite recliner,drinking his beer. Trudy walked out of the kitchen with a plate in her hand. “ Arthur,please don’t curse in front of your son,” Trudy said. Little five year old, Wade was on a beat up rug,playing with a torn up teddy bear. “ I don’t give a shit about that mistake. I always tell you to leave him somewhere. Where is my sandwhich,bitch?” Arthur said. Trudy gave him his sandwich and Arthur bit into it. Suddenly, Arthur spit the sandwich on Wade and threw his plate at him. “ What wrong, Arthur,” Trudy said, waiting for an answer. Arthur inhaled and exhaled and got up from his chair. He walked to the small table and kneel down. He grab a kilo divider and sniffed white stuff. He got back up and moved towards Trudy . Arthur exhaled and quickly slapped trudy in the face. Trudy went down and Wade started to cry. “ I told you I hate lettuce,” Arthur said,hitting her in the face. “ Mistake,stop crying or I will whip you so hard that you wouldn’t be able to breath,” Arthur said. Suddenly Wade stopped crying. “ You two come up stairs,” Arthur said, urging them to come over. Trudy picked up Wade and walked up stairs. They walked all the way into the master bedroom. Arthur opened the door and urged them to walk in front of him and hde suddenly locked the door. “ Wade, sit down in that chair and

After we ate at Dairy Queen , we rode up to the church. When we were riding up there I asked Dally if my parents were worried about me. Dally said “The boys are worried about you.” But I kept on asking him about my parents. Dally snapped at me and told me “ Blast it Johnny, what do they matter?Shoot, my old man don’t give a hung whether i’m in jail or dead in a car wreck or drunk in a gutter.” I looked at the dashboard with such hurt bewilderment. He told me that he wasn’t mad at me.He just doesn’t want me to get hurt. Sometime later we arrived at the church. As soon as we were closer to the church it was up in flames. Pony said “I bet we started it.” “We must have dropped a lighted cigarette or something.” There were some grown ups and kids near the church.

You walk out of your car and look to the diner, the brightness hurts your eyes. As you walk toward the restaurant door your heart begins to pound like a drum. The waiter glances at you and asks for your name. You say “Marin Luiz Benitez” and he looks in the reservations book, he nods and tells you, “Ahhh yes here we go your date is already inside.”

As soon as he finished his sentence I was blown away, I was so blown away I couldn’t even form the next word that I was going to say because I felt like there was an Irony about what we just talked about somehow it correlates to what just happened to me earlier. I didn’t know what to say next because basically we covered everything what we have to talk about then suddenly, I heard a loud HONK!!l from the distance and I saw my mom she was walking home, then she told me to come down and help her with something, when she said I told Dezi, “Hey, look it was nice talking to you, but I need to go help my mom with something, thanks for the food though” then he said, “yeah, no problem” then I went downstairs and as I still think about what he said.

“Hey Y/N,” he said, grabbing some chicken to put on his plate. “Hey George,” you responded. You knew what he was going to say. You also were nervous that he figured out you liked him. “So, today. How come you did it? We could’ve dealt with it, after all, we’re tough” he winked. You laughed. “Well, I mean, I didn’t want you to- I mean- you know- your scars are pretty bad,” you stuttered, your cheeks flushing bright pink.

"Don't give me them looks!" I stuck my tongue out at him after speaking. He smiled but repeated his eye roll. "I'm hungry, do you have food?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "Yea why wouldn't I?" I stood and walked to the fridge. "Do you want breakfast food?" I turned back to Shane waiting for an answer. He nodded and I opened the fridge. I took out eggs and butter. "Does poached eggs sound good?" I rummaged through pants until I foud a pot and small metal measuring cup. "Yea I could go for that right now. Can you make me

Two weeks flew by and the competition was in two days. I continued my regular training at the climbing gym the past weeks, occasionally skipping a few afternoon practices for my tutoring. Vincent and I learned more about each other every session and he asked for my phone number, his exact words being, “Just to make sure you're studying obviously. Nothing else.” he said with a wink at the end. I probably blushed so much that I looked like a tomato, but I didn't care since he was the one asking. Last week Thursday, a week after asking for my number, he asked me out on a date. I excitedly screamed a “Sure!” which probably sounded inappropriate since humans don't usually scream “Sure!” but he liked the excitement. We decided to go grab pizza at

I'm sure they will slide back soon." he finishes. All the tripping puns started to make your eye twitch, but you still laughed then nodded, swiping the hair in your face out of the way. "What about you, did you have a good time?" You say, biting back a soft laugh. He trails his eyes up your outfit then looks at you, winking. "I had a snug time. Seeing them happy makes me happy." He says. You roll your eyes, placing a hand on your hip. "Will I be seeing YOU again, Romeo?" You say, confidence building. "Only if you're alive Juliet" he responds, chuckling. You both stand there for a minute or two before he says goodbye, snapping his fingers. After that, he was gone. Your face feels hot, still picturing his. Okay, he's cute. But you JUST met the guy. Relax, lay back. This won't turn into anything. Right? You didn't know what to hope for. Just living in the moment was enough.

“Mr. Chatman, you don’t have to answer, but I would like for you to see me after class.”, Mr. Armstrong said. All I wanted to do was go home and watch some tv after a long day, but I knew I wasn’t gonna be able to cause of some girl who should’ve kept her mouth closed. The bell rung, everyone packed their backpacks, people left the class happy and smiling, so full of life, then there was me, the guy who has to stay after. “You wanted to see me?”, I said. He took a while to say something, almost as if he was in deep thought, he didn’t even look at me, he just stared out his classroom windows, watching the kids get on the bus, walk, talk, hug and kiss. Then he said “ How do you feel about women?” It was so random and quick, as if he’d been waiting to ask me this for some time now. “Uhm, they’reir cool I guess, why?” “Cool?, You Guess?” “You seem lost, maybe even unbothered”, he said. “What does unbothered mean?” , I asked. “It means showing lack of concern or interest inof

Once again, I get butterflies in my stomach. We spit the toothpaste into the sink once we were done brushing our teeth. Marcus grabbed my hand without saying a word and took me to the bed and we both sat down. “Hey is everything Okay?” I asked. “No” Marcus paused “Everything is fine but I want to say that I would love to take you on another date sometime! Do you want to?” “Yes, of course I would love to go on another date with I you and a million more times.” I said smiling at him. Marcus smiled back at me. “Perfect! Let's go!” Marcus said “Go where?” I asked. Marcus smiled and did not reply. He grabbed my hand and left the hotel room. We leave the hotel and get outside. Marcus is looking in all

For the first time in twelve years, I have left Fran speechless. Based off his vocabulary and IQ, Fran was not the one to be at a loss for words, especially from something I did. I can't tell if he was astonished, or full blown horrified. I watched as his lips moved awkwardly, trying to form at least a sound, but there was nothing. That's definitely what gets me laughing. "Dude," I manage, hand wrapped around my stomach as I laugh. "Your face is priceless." I rest my right foot on my skateboard down beside me.

The tape started, “All I remember was running. Debris, blood, water, needles, and bodies lay on the floor as I ran. I hurdled a body as I sprinted down the hall towards what I thought was a right turn, but I was sadly mistaken. Like a mouse in a trap, I shook as I turned to the tidal wave filled with the same items and carcasses. I closed my eyes and accepted my fate as the wave rolled closer and got taller and taller. My eyes opened in shock as I heard the last toll of the bell, the locks to the doors of the house clicked, and the tidal wave evaporated as my own tidal wave of relief and freedom rolled through me. I walked out the door, tired, dirty, and scarred for life. The walk to the police station was easy compared to what I endured.

“Fred, I told your mum we would be there 20 minutes ago. Lets go.” You yelled out for your husband to get moving, how Molly managed to get all seven of her children on time anywhere was still a mystery to you considering you couldn’t even keep track of one.

2 pip Twenty million rand worth of shares... - How does that sound to you? - Twenty million? I thought you wanted to think things through. I have.