Tag: Suspense

City of Rumors (Finale)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

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City of Rumors (Part Four)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

City of Rumors (Part Three)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

City of Rumors (Part Two)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

City of Rumors (Part One)

There’s nothing quite like living in a small city with only a couple thousand of people who all practically know each other. There’s the hustle and bustle of a normal metropolitan city, with the wave of businessmen, school students, and business owners coming in the morning and leaving in droves in the late afternoon to early evening. Shops and eateries are everywhere along side with a small park to relax in, so that’s always a neat thing to see.

Slowly branch away from the city and you’ll find the little suburban residential neighborhoods where the other half of a small city is prominent. Children running around having fun, people walking their pets up and down the street without a care, and neighbors waved at each other from across the street. The calm life in a small city was a great thing.

Except for when the rumors spread around faster than wildfire. If one person knew, everybody knew. If you was on one person’s bad side, you were on everybody’s bad side.

They invited him over for a large dinner, and he spat in their faces and scared them off.

At least, that’s how the rumors went.

The entire neighborhood was silent. From across the street, the woman spoke in a casual tone, “You know the rule, right?”

Continue reading City of Rumors

Lyrical Vibing

Music is a powerful tool. From creating mental images from sound, helping somebody fight their inner demons and breakthrough difficult times in their life, or even help mask the sound of taking a life, music has its number of uses. It can be used as a signal to start a major event. When toyed with and manipulated, it can help turn a barren hallway into one lively dance floor. Or, if you’re a much simpler person, music can just be something nice to listen to.

People sing along to the lyrics they hear, or even freestyle when they hear a song with no words. Remixing on the fly with hands for drums and feet for beats, music can be made anywhere and anytime. It’s just as diverse as people: no two songs are exactly the same, all being flavored with different flair. Music is just spectacular.

It can help you forget the stressful part of life, helping you ease right on through. With enough practice, it can even put a person in a trance.

With the sounds of the hectic city drowned out by my music, I ran through the rural streets towards the train station.

My head kept bobbing as the rhythm took over my body, the snares acting like audio signals for my movements.

He turned his attention to my headphones that were near the train car door, “Your singing was nothing but loud, obnoxious noise to me and the others.”

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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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