If The Sun Didn't Rise IF THE SUN DIDN'T RISE BY JON STALK... There Is No Me Without You You're all I think about, Watching you...

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Written by Nunyo Bidness

Sunday, 22 June 2008

A blurry glare shines through the window. His throat is dry. Cars honk and merge on the freeway outside. His head hurts as he looks through the cabinets for a glass that hasn't held poison yet. He doesn't find one so he cups his hand and ladles water from the faucet to his sore lips. He wonders how it got there but realizes that water invented freeways. I'll just go to work tomorrow, he thinks. Maybe I'll make pancakes when I wake up later. Copyright 2008 Nunyo Bidness Keyword: Preferences. Report this story | Add to Favorites | Send to Friends | Author's Profile No Comments posted Comments (3) Posted by Xena 2008-06-22 04:08:02 oh nuny you write half of what they do and for some reason its so much better!...? how do you do it? + Report this comment Posted by Something Indecent 2008-06-22 16:16:00 .... I liked the line about looking for a glass that hasn't held poison yet. And he couldn't find one! Nice. + Report this comment Posted by Kasi 2008-06-24 09:33:26 my thoughts Quite short, but intriguing none the less. I like how you left it vague so the reader gets to draw their own conclusions. I think it would have been a little bit more imaginative to the reader if it had been longer... But I am sure that is what you were going for... I adore your style. + Report this comment Post a comment Post a comment

 

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