My eight-year-old brother couldn't sleep. He had watched a scary movie, and its main character was invading his thoughts.
"Is Dracula here?" he asked.
"No, he's back home in Transylvania," I assured him.
"Maybe he's visiting!"
In order to distract him and help him get to sleep, I came up with an idea.
"Let's make a mixtape of songs that will keep Dracula from visiting us."
I serenaded my brother with tunes that sent Dracula to all sorts of locations. The bloodthirsty count sailed away to Key Largo. He visited "Aruba, Jamaica ..." and the other exotic locations in the...
Every morning, the No. 7 bus drives down Cherry Lane. The kids waiting for the bus get splashed by a puddle whenever it rains. A homeless man sees it happen every day that it rains.
One rainy spring morning, the homeless man had enough. He walked right out in front of the bus before it could reach the corner.
The driver stepped out of the bus in a rage.
"Are you crazy? What are you doing?"
"Something. I'm doing something."
He raced around the bus driver and hopped into the driver's seat. He maneuvered the bus around the driver and...
The young woman stood in the garden, clutching a bunch of dead flowers.
"This place needs a LOT of work," she thought.
Looking around, she began to formulate a vision for what the garden could become.
She pictured family and friends sitting around the table, enjoying a Fourth of July barbecue. She would need to make room for a grill. Kids would need a place to play as well.
"I can't do all of this by myself," she thought.
Then she realized that she's been trying to do too many things by herself. Maybe that's why she was alone at...
The kids huddled around the tiny bundt cake, sipping juice from their plastic cups.
A lone candle burned at the center of the cake. The kids were trying to figure out how they were going to get a decent piece of cake.
"Don't forget to sing! Happy birthday to you ..." Tommy's mom began.
The kids sang half-heartedly. When they finished. Billy grabbed the cake and broke off a piece for himself. The other kids did the same, and everyone got a piece ... except the birthday boy.
His eyes filled with tears. The doorbell rang.
It was the pizza...
Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right?
Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he had to go to the dentist. He wasn't afraid of cavities or drilling. He just didn't like his dentist, and there was only one in town.
Sammy walked into the office, waited his turn and took his place in the dentist chair. A new dentist entered the office. He looked like he was fresh out of dental school. Indeed, he had a fresh idea.
"In order for you to understand dental health better, we're going to switch....
She was walking home from work, tired from staring at a screen that she almost missed the cute witchy shop called "Witch, pleeease".
"Oh alright I'll just pop in. It's not too close to closing time."
She went to reach for the doorknob when a window slid open in the door and someone in a skeleton mask requested "Password please?"
"Um 3Witchy5Me?"
"Oh my god you actually got it girl, come throoough"
She could hear the bubbly shopkeep say "Alohomora" muffled by the door as it swung open. Inside were candles with glitter in them and incense that smelled of...
Walking in the woods at this hour was not a good idea, he told to himself. It was dead silent with only the wind whispering between the trees. It was very dark with an eerie purple night sky. Then the sky exploded.
He had never seen a lightning in the colors of the rainbow. Such a thing did not exist. Lightnings also moved much faster, blink and you will miss it. This one moved from west, towards of him, like a highway in the sky made from light unfolding right before him. The lightning touched the ground a few meters...
My stomach felt like a balloon under my fingers. The cold gel pinned my thoughts onto the effort of not peeing. “The fetus sack is visualised”, the operator announced to no one in particular, startling me out of my penance. I looked up at him, then at the screen he was facing. The patches of grey kept moving, like clouds on a breezy day. A dot stood out. A tiny dot that seemed to throb. Both of us stared at it, though only one did with any knowledge.
I knew it was mine. I had made it, maybe the first...