The bear pounced on my back, seemingly from out of nowhere. Its arms wrapped around my body. I thought there was no escape. Somehow I wrestled it to the ground and forced it into submission. I cheered until the stockboy told me that since I ripped its sides, I had to buy the stuffed bear.
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The day had come. The one I’d been waiting for the last 20 years. I’d done it! I’d broken into the ranks of paid writers. The check had come in the mail. Slowly I sliced open the envelope and pulled out the check. One cent! I laughed. I start small.
Jimmy climbed into bed and whispered, “I love you sweetheart. Goodnight.” With his right hand he stretched out to hold his wife. His arm moved a little further across the bed until it reached full extension. For a brief moment Jimmy began to panic. Where was she? Then with a flood of emotion, he remembered.
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The thief frantically moved his tools within the lock. Sweat was dripping off his nose. With each passing moment he knew that the guards were marching closer. He had to get through this door before the ogres caught the musty scent passed through his perspiration. Finally he heard the click and rapidly turned the handle.
Frank quickly glanced around the locker room making sure that only the players he knew and trusted were in the room. With a nervous smile he noted that the last of the reporters had just left tonight’s pitcher’s locker. Quickly, he pulled the loaded syringe out of his bag and slipped it into his pocket.
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Little ‘becca began crying large alligator tears as her mommy sat down beside her on the ferris wheel.
“It’s ok ‘becca,” said mommy. “This is a fun ride. We’ll see everything from the top.”
“No mommy!” ‘becca sobbed. “You sat on Bob!”
Bob was ‘becca’s invisible best friend.
He was inflatable.
Now he was flat.
I sat down to write my first official story as a 55fiction blogger. I looked long and hard at the screen, then closed my eyes to picture what would come out. The idea formed in my head becoming more clear as I typed out the words. Perfect! Word count… 56! Back to the drawing board.
This story has been submitted by Rantz Grotto. Thank you for the submission, Rantz
He sat and stared down at the empty boxes before him. They would have to be filled before he was done. He looked around the kitchen counter searching for inspiration. Finally he found it, A-P-P-L-E. 23-across Eve’s computer. For the first time, John had finished a whole Sunday morning crossword.
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This story is from Rantz Grotto. Thank you for the submission, Rantz
Getting dressed Raulf knew he was forgetting something today. Carefully he checked all his clothes. Germany jersey – Check. Germany sweats – Check. What more do I need to do today he wondered as he walked out to his car? One hour into his commute he remembered. Set the TiVo – No Check!
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This story is from our regular contributor, Rantz Grotto.
Tim sat down at his computer and whipped out a quick e-mail to his boss explaining he would not be able to go to work that day due to illness.
‘Technology is so wonderful, so efficient,’ thought Tim settling in to watch the World Cup.
Ding! New Mail! “Tim, you’re fired!” wrote his boss.
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