I lost my grip on the wheel.
It was late, one winter night. I was not accustomed to being awake at this hour. My car didn't handle the cold well, ...
I lost my grip on the wheel. It had happened before, but it wasn't nearly as embarrassing as now. I had just left P.E...
Driving along a road at night, rain pelting down, tall trees waving low branches across the sky, no moon, no road lig...
She opened the envelope and screamed.
She opened the envelope and screamed. "I got in!" she told her parents, hopping excitedly as she held out the accepta...
She opened the envelope and screamed. This was not the day to be squeamish. This was the day her daughter would be ...
She opened the envelope and screamed. She could not believe him, she simply could not believe that he was still persu...
Sometimes, the best cure for loneliness is to actually be alone. Which is actually kind of hard to do, considering t...
There was originally only one photograph. Now there were two. Well, two halves. Incomplete. Roughly cut down the midd...
The ghosts of her past continued to haunt her. The parents she'd disappointed, the boy she'd left behind, even the t...
Edgar watched the raven as the raven watching the moon. Silhouetted against the clouds, she was a beautiful sight: a ...
I have come to dread the raven's caw that signals moonrise. It is the dread noise that warns me of worse to come, wh...
Mallard Duck · BP · Heroism on a Ducky Scale
The oil had come months ago now. They had thought it would disappear. It had always done so before. But it had remai...
"Mallard duck," she said, just before she placed the binoculars back down on the car hood. "No doubt about it." This...
"Quack quack quack!" *Translation: OH NO! BP! "Quack quack quack quack." *Translation: I'll have to move to anothe...
I knew that my outfit was risky, the plunging black bra exposing large breasts and cleavage. White sheer dress with b...
"You don't like her, do you?" "I don't have to." He glanced at her, although kept his eyes on the road. "You ha...
We almost died on the way to Guayaquil. I think we would have been more worried if there hadn't been a near-accident....
Nostalgia. Oh, how I love the feeling. Staring across the dim room at my parent's house is where it began. Noticing...
0900 hrs. Scott was seen leaving his fiance's home by a neighbour who looked up as he slammed the door hard and swore...
The following is excerpted from IrishAbroad circa 2000: Flashback .Sunday morning 11am...Woke up to the sound of me o...
Homeless Man · Public Bus · Life
Every morning, the No. 7 bus drives down Cherry Lane. The kids waiting for the bus get splashed by a puddle whenever ...
Leave me behind as you do is because of my fault. The fault you saw in me is the one you said you'd fix, it's the fau...
It was an odd feeling. Looking at a family. He'd been away from his own family for so long that he felt like he'd nev...
The day after tomorrow, this will all be over.
The day after tomorrow, this will be all over. The waiting, the anxiety, the impatience will end. I have paced my roo...
Martin Adams began to type. He wasn't sure what to say; a fact that the repeated DELETES and EDITS made clear. Love l...
The day after tomorrow, this will all be over. End of the world according to the Mayan predictions. It didn't seem wo...
Sam · Ambulance Driver · Hitch a ride
"Come on," Ricardo yelled, growing more frustrated by the second. "That guy is still trailing us. Step on it!" "I don...
I was down. The car hit me straight on. I thought I was on vacation for the week but obviously the ambulance driver t...
All Sam had wanted was a ride. He's grown up in the Mid West, eaten his breakfast from cereal cartons plastered wi...