Sylvie felt guilty about how she’s been treating her father these past few years. He may be wrong about a lot of things but he’s still her father after all.
She was about to patch things up with him that day. Instead, she found herself down on the floor drenched in her own blood.
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John walked down the hall of his school, completely unprepared for what he was about to see. Rounding the corner he froze. His eyes widened and his pants moistened. Twenty feet away, a boy he barely recognized held a pistol to the head of a girl he had only spoken to twice in Chemistry class.
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The lights were off by the time I got home and I knew she’d went to bed without me. It was 2.30am after all and she had an early start. Working lives meant we were missing each other at every opportunity, something real was slipping away as we concentrated on things that didn’t really matter.
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He had thought of his mates nearly every waking moment the last fortnight. Today, they looked good: sharply dressed with hungry eyes. Perhaps they’d pull through. It was time to find out.
He sat on the couch, turned up the volume, and watched as eleven men he’d never met – his mates – played a football match.
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Brazzk was stunned at his discovery. The attempts at securing the solar system had failed.
Thousands of spacecraft surrounded the planet, waiting for the signal to attack. They’ve been well hidden in the chunks of rock and ice making up the planet’s rings. At the signal, the rings exploded outward, sending the attackers toward Earth.
“You’re good,” he said.
“Me? Good?” she sputtered disbelievingly. “I don’t think so.”
“I’ve watched you play this hand with ease,” he admitted with respect.
“I really can’t say I’m good at this,” she just quietly told him. “You see — the fate of this last card rests on the player whose turn is before mine.”
As I drove up the road a little voice inside my head kept asking me why did I keep coming back here and I had no answer for it. Sometimes there are things that men do that they can’t explain even to themselves and this was definitely one of those no explanation times.
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In the pale semi-light of our bedroom, I could just make out her shadow. The gentle curve of her hips dipping into her waist. Her dark hair.
The room was still. Only the slow rhythm of her sleep broke the silence.
I watched her for a time, at last drifting off to join her.
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This story has been submitted by Rob Beattie, thank you for the story Rob
Kyle thought it’d be a normal day. He woke up. Took a shower. Drove to work. Got a cup of coffee and sat down at his desk. Then he noticed the white, fluffy bunny, holding a knife and shaking it angrily in his direction.
It was not going to be a normal day after all.
This story has been submitted by Ted, thank you for the story Ted
He can’t believe what he just saw. It was Horrible.
The stunned crowd stood in silence. It was Horrible.
Reporters shook their heads as they whispered to each other. It was Horrible.
He looked at his ticket. A faint smile adorned his face. It was Horrible.
Against enormous odds, Horrible just won the Kentucky Derby.
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