Mysterious Woman - Chapter 1 - Meeting

05/01/2008 | 44 Hits | (0 vote)

Put the Lime in the Coconut

         Ricardo woke up in his bed; it was positioned in a large field.  It was sunny and nice.  A little on the warm side, but not so bad one could complain.  Ricardo noted under his breath that it was all very, “Strange.”   The Doctor entered and shoved a syringe in Ricardo’s left arm, “Ouch,” Ricardo said.   “You’ll l...

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Smoke, Steel, and Innuendo

  She did not know where she was, it was very dark, and quit cold. She was on her side, looking down at a wall illuminated by a light, the source of which could not be seen. Then he was there. He grabbed her and brought her up. Suddenly he rammed it into her butt, and it locked into place. Then she felt him pull at her back, but he quickly let go. She went forward and felt something move inside her. Next thing she knew, he was...

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A Mother's Cry

A Mother’s Cry         I pad down the hall in my pink slippers and gown, peering into the rooms of the other maternity ward patients.  I see bassinets, helium balloons broadcasting “It’s a girl!” and new mothers carefully cradling their infants as if they may break.         Where’s my baby?  When do I get to hold MY baby?&nb...

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ROSA AND GRETA.

          I remember Herr Ackerman being a rather stern man with neatly trimmed whiskers, dark eyes that seemed like olives stuck in large bowls. His wife was an unhappy woman who appeared always in his shadow, never said anything she didn't think he would agree with. They were the parents of my school friend, Greta Ackerman, with whom I stayed that summer in their large house in the countr...

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The Curse

She had cursed him that he would lose his right hand, but at that time he dismissed it as pure superstitious belief, but it proved true. THE FIRST thing he remembered after regaining consciousness was her denunciation. "You’ll lose your right hand!" she had cursed. At that time he had laughed it off saying that no curse would have any effect on anybody; it was all pure superstition. But it had now proved to be true. ...

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I Hate Mondays

  I hate Mondays. I hate the start of a boring, new week. The memories of the previous Friday and Saturday feel like an eternity ago. I wish I could rewind. Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Friday, Saturday... It would be so good. School and real life wouldn't need to come unless I said so. I could be stuck in a loophole of pure carelessness and fun. Instead, all I have is six hours and twenty-three minutes before my alarm rings at seven fi...

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Jill: Chapter 3

Chapter 3 - Charming Clumsiness     Pratt took his time smoothing the fiberglass around Jill's waist. I wondered if he wanted to make a perfect mould or just was enjoying the lovely curves of her hips. Jill was lying motionless, her eyes partially closed. Her fingers were locked together as if she was trying to suppress her nervousness. I was glad to see that her face had more colour than before. The doctor finished the up...

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Who's Teaching Whom (Part Four)

Chapter Four Wrong   It was Marcy who had awoke first this time. Her dark brown eyes were staring straight at me when my eyelids opened. She was apparently hungry because food was the first thing that she asked me for when she spoke. When she was stuffing her face she did not say a word. I assumed she had still been upset from the previous day, but that was not going to stop me from trying to-I can’t believe I...

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Admittedly, I Have Been Busy.

    I know our shoes were stitched from songs about highways. We walked on our tired soles for as long as the sidewalks took us, turned around, and did it again. Your eyes were mirrors.     The ground is ice on my feet but I am worrying about bigger things. I sit in the chair made out of millions of splinters and a few rusty nails. I lean back and the arms tilt up, revealing nails like shark teeth. The phone is ...

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The North Wind and The Sun

The North Wind boasted of great strength. The Sun argued that there was great power in gentleness. "We shall have a contest," said the Sun. Far below, a man traveled a winding road. He was wearing a warm winter coat. "As a test of strength," said the Sun, "Let us see which of us can take the coat off of that man." "It will be quite simple for me to force him to rem...

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Butterbean

...bsp;                                      Butterbean the Fighting Marine    “Mess with the best and die like the rest” That’s about all you ever heard Butterbean say. The neighborhood kids taunted him. They laughed at him for sta......

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ROSINA AND MATILDA.

              One evening while Rosina was sipping a glass of wine, listening to Pink Floyd on the CD player, she became aware of her school friend, Matilda sitting beside her on the sofa, dressed in blue jeans and tee shirt with the slogan, SOME OF US ARE BORN POSTHUMOUSLY, across the front. Matilda had hanged herself in the toilets at school when she was fourteen; Rosina...

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The Beholder

The Beholder   Click Carnage Click Birth Click Illness Click Tears Click Laughter   Looking through a camera shows more truth than anything else in the world. I flip my right thumb across the lever to prepare for the next photo I'm going to take. The pressure as I pull it back and the spring action as it moves back into position. Zoom. Puruse the people com...

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Annabelle

Annabelle By Ella Fitzpatrick  One  It was mesmerizing to watch her. I imagined it like a dance. A ballet, she was the main character. The petite, elegant, light-footed dancer.  I watched her from high up. I was leaning over the railings of the upper concrete platform, casually smoking a cigarette. The noise of the nightclub and the buzz of the people around did not distract my gaze.  I love the ba...

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Dilemma Day

Uncle Grisha   I was leaning over the table, busy with my college assignment. I looked up to relax my eyes, and saw the watch that hung on the wall. I had to meet Grisha in twenty-minutes.   At that time, Dad worked as a salesman in a local company. He wrote me a letter saying that - due to the mounting inflation, a couple of new babies in our house, and the denial of his promotion, he is unable to support...

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ROSINA AND HER GRANDMOTHER.

One morning as she got out of the shower, Rosina saw her maternal grandmother sitting on the lavatory seat, rolling a cigarette between nimble fingers, wearing a green two-piece suit, a pair of high-heeled shoes that reminded her of the ones her grandmother wore in the sepia photograph that was tucked away in the family photo album. On seeing Rosina standing naked by the shower, her grandmother smiled, licked the cigarette paper with her ghostl...

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Sanity

I leaned against the bus window and watched the streetlights flash by like liquid orbs oflightning.  Craning my neck to look skyward, I found that the stars were obliterated by the much nearer neon brightness of the city.  I sighed but the heaviness within me would not lift.  I knew that sighing wouldn't do it.  Nothing could raise the black cloud from my soul.  Nothing short of committing what I had decided to do would...

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Jill:Chapter 2

Chapter 2 - La Donna e Mobile     "We have to place her on the table over there!" Pratt said to the nurse.   There was a low examining table in the corner. Jill looked around her, obviously wondering what was about to happen. I tried to meet her eyes, but she avoided my gaze. Connie wheeled the stretcher near the table, and smiled forcefully at Jill.   "Could you please ask Moira to he...

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A Brazen Shame

  Peruse the idea of destroying whooping crane habitats to make room for peanut butter and jelly sandwich making factories… e = mc hammer bite sized squares      - An Einstein named Albert   It’s a brazen shame… I don’t know my head done just piped itself off my old odd body oddly and zipped its way to an island 4546 miles north from south from here......

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