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100 Word Story – Backup (Part Two)

All the way from inside of his police car, Thomas was able to see into the first floor of the home; the front door was tossed from its hinges and thrown onto the dying, brown lawn.

He radioed in, “Dispatch, be advised. The home appeared to be broken into. I’m gonna go check it out.”

“We will have backup on standby.”


Stepping out of the car and onto the brick walkway Thomas cautiously approached the house, keeping his hand on his holstered firearm. With his heart rate slowly rising Thomas couldn’t wait to feel the thrill of looming danger.

Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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100 Word Story – Backup (Part One)

“Unit 11, come in. We have a call over at the Auburn home over on 2334 Maiden Road.”

Thomas picked up the mic on his receiver radio and responded, “Copy that. I’m on my way.”

“Please be advised that the call was from a child. His parents’ location is unknown.”


Putting the mic back, Thomas turns on his sirens and makes a u-turn on the empty highway, speeding down towards his next location. Most of the day was spent driving around town, patrolling for any kind of threat.

This distress call was his only taste of action all day.

Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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Dare is a simple game where a person is tasked to do something or else they lose. That task can range from the most basic and simple actions, to complex and dangerous stunts.

Licking a packet of salt, chugging a drink, screaming in pubic, all of these are common, simple tasks that anybody can perform for a dare.

Destruction of property, self mutilation, robbery and battery: things that true daredevils endure.

However, there are some things that even the most insane would consider for a dare.

After all, it’s just a game, right?

Miss Vogue

I’ve always liked being the center of attention. Whenever I walk into a room, I like it when all eyes are on me. Whether it’s because I’m wearing an outstandingly beautiful cocktail dress, arrived with a celebrity, or made a dramatic entrance, having everybody staring brings me joy.

However, nothing is more powerful and grand to me than taking an entire dance floor all to myself.

There could be one hundred people all enjoying themselves, letting themselves get lost in the beat, and they’ll all make way for my own space.

And the brave and the bold would approach me, trying to court me to dance.

I have yet to find one worthy of my time.

Legends of the Dark – Home Improvement (Part Four)

Nothing was sitting right with this, with any of this going on. I already had my suspicions once I heard the tools falling earlier, seeing the water dripping from the piping, and the lack of seeing Darren anywhere in the house. The longer I continued to explore the house, the more I began to believe that something else was happening within these broken walls. 

Besides the attic, the only place left I had to check out was the other side of the basement, the darker, rustic-smelling half behind the brick wall. And the only way to get through was to go into the small hatch and vents inside the walls. What kind of family would need to travel through vents inside their own home? I kept thinking about how the realtor kept out such much information about the house. And I was starting to understand why–this entire house made no sense.

The flashlight on my phone was the only thing leading me through the dust-covered, cobweb-infested vents. I tried my best not to let the dust get into my mouth, but it seemed useless.

All I could think about was what awaited me on the other side of the basement.

There was just one long, silver tunnel that lead up. What kind of purpose could it have served?

Being on this side of the basement feels like an entirely different room. There must have been a good reason behind putting up a brick wall.

Thinking that this would give me the upper-hand in the situation, I decided to call Darren again. If he was nearby, his phone would give away his hiding spot. Again it took a moment for the connection to go through before the ringing started.

This isn’t funny now, answer the fucking phone.”

June Note – 6/30/2019

June Note – 6/30/2019

“And then when my wife came back into the living room, I asked her why her friend was acting like such a hoe whenever they go out. Her friend always has all these guys over, having crazy parties and all that, and then–”

“Jesus fucking Christ, please shut the fuck up!”

Luka’s patience had run its course; her mental strength was completely gone, and she didn’t care about hurting his feelings. Looking at her coworker with an angry look, she told him off. “I’m just trying to enjoy my quiet lunch break, and then you come out of nowhere wanting to start a conversation about some bullshit your wife has to deal with. Can you please, for the love of God, go away and let me sleep?”

Luka’s coworker stated back, his glasses starting to fog up from the humid air in the store. His head titled like a curious puppy, trying to process the assault of words he just endured. After a strange few moments of silence, he finally answered.

“So I told my wife my opinion about the situation.”

An annoyed groan came from Luka as she slammed her head onto the small lunch table.

Why do I work with such idiots…?


Hello all, and hello summer! It’s that time of the year when the bright yellow star in the sky gives up a longer time in the heat and gives us the chance to enjoy nature’s way of helping us cool down. It’s also that time of the year when it’s eight o’clock at night, but it still looks like it’s six. That can be confusing as hell, right?

Anyways, how have y’all been this month? I didn’t even realize that the entire month came to an end already. Then again, I’ve been going through a lot this month, so I guess being busy all the time made me lost track of time. Hell, sometimes I thought I was a day ahead, thinking it was Tuesday when it was actually Monday. True story.

There’s not much to talk about in this Monthly Note in regards to the website, so this note will be rather short. Stated last month, I began working on updating the website with a new format for posts and an overall new website look. I may even update my logo a bit. I’m still working on that, as I have picked out a few different format options I like. I’m just fine-tuning everything first before it goes live, so bear with me just a bit longer. When it’s up, I’ll create a post.

Normally this is the part of the post where I talk about the website and story work, the longest part of the post. For this month, my life is actually taking the spot light.

Some of you may have read on here or saw some of my Tweets about this, but recently I got accepted into a summer writing internship. I’m so excited for it! This is my first actual job/work related to writing. Although it’s only lasting two months, I’ll be creating articles and content for an upcoming event later this year. It’ll involve me having to interview people—and you guys know I’m not very outward and social—but I will try my best regardless. On top of this, I’ll still be working full-time at my normal day job, so my days will be rather full. But don’t worry, I’ll still keep writing and posting on here. I’ll just have to schedule things a bit earlier than normal, so I want to apologize if things post at weird times or if something gets posted twice.

I’ll also be working on giving more variety on a weekly basis. I also have a special idea that involves your input, but I’m working out the kinks of it. You’ll be in the loop soon!

Sorry if this note seems to be all over the place. Just wanted to keep you guys updated on everything. And as always, if you have questions, feel free to email me or shoot me a tweet!

Love y’all!

100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Finale)

Rosanne’s eyes didn’t open again and her breathing grew heavier and slower. Her body barely moved, the cold chills from before were replaced with no sensations, completely devoid of feeling. Whenever she tried to talk, all that would come out was a winded groan.

With her hearing slowly fading away, the last sounds Rosanne would hear came from the two voices at the top of the well.

“Make sure this image is burned into your memory,” a mature woman scowled. “Let your eldest sister be a reminder of what happens if you disobey mother.”

A younger voice answered, “Yes, Mother…”

Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part Four)

Sister… are you still down there?”

A faint voice called out from the top of the well. Sitting down with her back on the wall Rosanne’s eyes flickered open, struggling to look up at the shadowy figure. The sky had lost its bright colors, now turning into a dark canvas of the night. The gentle glow from the moon outlined the figure, but couldn’t define any major details.

The only thing Rosanne knew was the young, girl voice the shadow had.

“Lilian… go get help.”

The young voice hesitated before replying, “I can’t. Mama wants you to stay in there.”

Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part Three)

My eye lids are just so heavy… A small nap couldn’t hurt, right?

Barely able to stand up, Rosanne let her body rest against the wall, just to have a moment of rest. Her entire body was pressed along the wall, the rugged bricks preventing her from sliding down. Drowsy, she subconsciously took a step, making her lose her footing in the water.

With her knee grinding against the wall to stop her from falling, the sudden surge of pain sent a shock through her body, forcing her to wake up.

Rosanne yelled out, grabbing her knee, “Goddamn, why me?!”

Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part Two)

Rosanne lied down on the hard, wet bottom of the well. Arms and legs stretched out and floating on top of the water, all she did was let her eyes gaze upward towards the cloudless blue sky. Water filled her ears, muffling the lively chirps of the sparrows that flew by.

What did I do to deserve this, she questioned to herself. Various answers came to mind, all nothing but trivial issues and minor circumstances.

Perhaps it was because I forgot to collect last week’s rations on time for Mother?

Regardless of the reason, all she could to was wait.

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100 Word Story – At the Bottom (Part One)

“Somebody, please help!”

Rosanne cried as she looked up at the opening of the well, anxiously awaiting to see somebody peek over the edge. She picked up the broken wooden bucket and slammed it against the brick lining of the well, hoping the echos would reach up to the surface. She kept at it until she winded herself out and her arms ached.

She lowered her arms and head, assuming the worst of the scenario. The dark, cold, wet bottom of the well shivered her body. Her body grew tired with every passing moment.

“Somebody, anybody, please! I need help!”

Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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100 Word Story – Tomb of the Lost (Finale)

I detached my climbing harness and walked up the decaying steps towards the light-covered podium. A strange ringing sound came from the podium, growing louder as I got closer. Once my foot stepped into the light, a sudden warmth washed over my body.

An ancient chant began replaying in my head.

The guidance of the Sun lights the path. Father time decides the fate of the living and erodes the dead. Mother nature’s wrath has no bounds, nor does she apply restraints. To embrace divine absolution, one must give sight to…

I touched the podium. “The Eyes of the Earth.”

Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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