Tag: Short Fiction

100 Word Story – The No-Life Ward (Finale)

The balance of life and death is simply never an easy thing that one would like to experience. Doctors constantly on call in order to help a patient who is clinging to life, trying to cure any kind of ailment they may have or prevent future ones. They’re seen as heroes in the eyes of friends, families, and those who are always watching their efforts to keep people alive. But what if there are heroes in death?

People who would happily carry the burden of knowing they took a life, ones who see death as a reward for being nasty in life. Just like people try to find excitement in their time alive, there are those who thrive in seeing somebody die in front of them. It’s all the same, isn’t it?

Life is death, and seeing death brings life to some.

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100 Word Story – The No-Life Ward (Part Four)

The balance of life and death is simply never an easy thing that one would like to experience. Doctors constantly on call in order to help a patient who is clinging to life, trying to cure any kind of ailment they may have or prevent future ones. They’re seen as heroes in the eyes of friends, families, and those who are always watching their efforts to keep people alive. But what if there are heroes in death?

People who would happily carry the burden of knowing they took a life, ones who see death as a reward for being nasty in life. Just like people try to find excitement in their time alive, there are those who thrive in seeing somebody die in front of them. It’s all the same, isn’t it?

Life is death, and seeing death brings life to some.

Continue reading The No-Life Ward

100 Word Story – The No-Life Ward (Part Three)

The balance of life and death is simply never an easy thing that one would like to experience. Doctors constantly on call in order to help a patient who is clinging to life, trying to cure any kind of ailment they may have or prevent future ones. They’re seen as heroes in the eyes of friends, families, and those who are always watching their efforts to keep people alive. But what if there are heroes in death?

People who would happily carry the burden of knowing they took a life, ones who see death as a reward for being nasty in life. Just like people try to find excitement in their time alive, there are those who thrive in seeing somebody die in front of them. It’s all the same, isn’t it?

Life is death, and seeing death brings life to some.

Continue reading The No-Life Ward

100 Word Story – The No-Life Ward (Part Two)

The balance of life and death is simply never an easy thing that one would like to experience. Doctors constantly on call in order to help a patient who is clinging to life, trying to cure any kind of ailment they may have or prevent future ones. They’re seen as heroes in the eyes of friends, families, and those who are always watching their efforts to keep people alive. But what if there are heroes in death?

People who would happily carry the burden of knowing they took a life, ones who see death as a reward for being nasty in life. Just like people try to find excitement in their time alive, there are those who thrive in seeing somebody die in front of them. It’s all the same, isn’t it?

Life is death, and seeing death brings life to some.

Continue reading The No-Life Ward

100 Word Story – The No-Life Ward (Part One)

The balance of life and death is simply never an easy thing that one would like to experience. Doctors constantly on call in order to help a patient who is clinging to life, trying to cure any kind of ailment they may have or prevent future ones. They’re seen as heroes in the eyes of friends, families, and those who are always watching their efforts to keep people alive. But what if there are heroes in death?

People who would happily carry the burden of knowing they took a life, ones who see death as a reward for being nasty in life. Just like people try to find excitement in their time alive, there are those who thrive in seeing somebody die in front of them. It’s all the same, isn’t it?

Life is death, and seeing death brings life to some.

Continue reading The No-Life Ward

100 Word Story – Denying Attention (Finale)

People who do anything for attention are the lowest of the low, not caring who they hurt or what they do in order to become the star of the show. They demand attention through force, coercing by using their body, or even faking kindness to make people look at them. They get exactly what they want. And somebody else is always behind them in order to clean up their mess.

Having to clean up behind their mother is something a daughter shouldn’t have to do. Seeing various random men coming home, hearing all kind of sounds coming from behind closed doors, that stuff just builds up over time. People around the neighborhood would walk up to me and ask “If your mother free sometime tonight?”

It’s enough to drive you insane.

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100 Word Story – Denying Attention (Part Four)

People who do anything for attention are the lowest of the low, not caring who they hurt or what they do in order to become the star of the show. They demand attention through force, coercing by using their body, or even faking kindness to make people look at them. They get exactly what they want. And somebody else is always behind them in order to clean up their mess.

Having to clean up behind their mother is something a daughter shouldn’t have to do. Seeing various random men coming home, hearing all kind of sounds coming from behind closed doors, that stuff just builds up over time. People around the neighborhood would walk up to me and ask “If your mother free sometime tonight?”

It’s enough to drive you insane.

Continue reading Denying Attention

100 Word Story – Denying Attention (Part Three)

People who do anything for attention are the lowest of the low, not caring who they hurt or what they do in order to become the star of the show. They demand attention through force, coercing by using their body, or even faking kindness to make people look at them. They get exactly what they want. And somebody else is always behind them in order to clean up their mess.

Having to clean up behind their mother is something a daughter shouldn’t have to do. Seeing various random men coming home, hearing all kind of sounds coming from behind closed doors, that stuff just builds up over time. People around the neighborhood would walk up to me and ask “If your mother free sometime tonight?”

It’s enough to drive you insane.

Continue reading Denying Attention

100 Word Story – Denying Attention (Part Two)

People who do anything for attention are the lowest of the low, not caring who they hurt or what they do in order to become the star of the show. They demand attention through force, coercing by using their body, or even faking kindness to make people look at them. They get exactly what they want. And somebody else is always behind them in order to clean up their mess.

Having to clean up behind their mother is something a daughter shouldn’t have to do. Seeing various random men coming home, hearing all kind of sounds coming from behind closed doors, that stuff just builds up over time. People around the neighborhood would walk up to me and ask “If your mother free sometime tonight?”

It’s enough to drive you insane.

Continue reading Denying Attention

100 Word Story – Denying Attention (Part One)

People who do anything for attention are the lowest of the low, not caring who they hurt or what they do in order to become the star of the show. They demand attention through force, coercing by using their body, or even faking kindness to make people look at them. They get exactly what they want. And somebody else is always behind them in order to clean up their mess.

Having to clean up behind their mother is something a daughter shouldn’t have to do. Seeing various random men coming home, hearing all kind of sounds coming from behind closed doors, that stuff just builds up over time. People around the neighborhood would walk up to me and ask “If your mother free sometime tonight?”

It’s enough to drive you insane.

Continue reading Denying Attention

Late-Night Rush Hour

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

Pre-Screening for Romance

Technology has made life so much easier and convenient in multiple ways. One such way is how we stay in communication with people all over the world. And, in some circumstances, helps us even find the right person for us somewhere around the world.

Friendships, lovers, marriages: these are easier to find now because of technology. Staying on contact has never been easier. Some would say that it’s almost too easy to find somebody right for you.

Unfortunately for Warren, things just haven’t been up his alley lately. Numerous attempts at trying to meet somebody have been shot down rather quickly, leaving behind nothing bus repeated disappointment and regret.

What about tonight’s latest trial?

Warren had seen this opening line too many times, each time coming from a different woman. At least, he had used to believe they were different women.

He patiently waited for a reply but one rarely came to his inbox. And if one did, it was only a repeat of the very first message that started the whole conversation.

Coming to a decision, Warren shrugged off his worries for the moment and rolled the dice, “I already know what to expect if it doesn’t work out.” Continue reading the short story