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Late-Night Rush Hour
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Late-Night Rush Hour

Being stuck on the closing shift at work is never really an enjoyable thing. Having to start your day by coming into work during the busiest hour of the day and having to stay until it’s as quiet as a graveyard can be quite annoying, especially if you’ve been stuck on that shift for over two years. On top of that, being forced to deal with customers all while holding a fake smile on your face makes all the worse.

But once you finally finish up closing the store for the night—counting the drawers, printing out the daily sales reports, cashing out any tips left from deliveries—hearing that metal shutter slam down every night is an amazing thing to hear. Walking through the city all while letting the nigh breeze naturally cool you off is such a relaxing thing to have when walking to the trains to take you home.

This became my nightly routine. After dealing with a stressful day at work, that brief walk to the trains helped me unwind as I waited for the trains to take me home. Normal as usual. Continue reading Late-Night Rush Hour

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100 Word Story – Residence (Finale)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts.

Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Five)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Four)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Three)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part Two)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Residence (Part One)

There was a town that was hidden in a deep blanket of fog. Wandering travelers and tourists would be wary whenever they drove past the quiet town, hesitant to even stop to ask somebody for directions. That is, if they saw one of the residence walking about through the town.

Everybody who lived there never uttered a word, not even to relatives and friends nearby. Shops would always be open with nobody watching the registers. Children’s toys littered the empty playground, waiting to be played with. Even the town square was barren during the holiday season.

Silence was everywhere, only giving way when bells rang at dusk and when the crows took off for the night.

It was as if the town was inhabited by ghosts. Continue reading Residence

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Finale)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part Four)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part Three)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part Two)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story

100 Word Story – Mirrored Walls (Part One)

Everything was spinning around me, nothing wanted to stay still. My head throbbed with a fiery intensity, and my body was stiff as cement. A faint bright light was trying to break through my eye lids, bringing me out of my dreams.

However, it seemed like I awoke from a dream and entered a nightmare. Through a sliver of sight, I caught a glimpse of where I was. Mirrors all around me, all of them with the same image.

Me. On every mirror. Trapped. Continue reading the 100 Word Story