Recent Ficlets

Dont you ever wonder?

2008-07-09T07:04:14Z

Sometimes, do you ever wonder how you got caught up in stuff without ever really wanting to?

It could have all started by making the wrong move, or saying the wrong thing. Then you end up in some place that just isn’t you, somewhere where you can’t get out. How do you get out of something like that?

Maybe you lied, or betrayed someone, or did something you would rather not talk about. Well that kind of stuff happens…

Who am I kidding, who hasn’t done something they regret? At the time you dont think about it, or it seems harmless enough…until it blows up in your face.

What I wanna know is…how do you fix something like that? How do you make people forget or at least forgive you? How do you go about it? Is it even possible?

Well…I hope you can fix things like that.

Do you ever wonder?

2008-07-09T06:14:27Z

Sometimes, do you ever wonder if you are the only person who knows what’s going on?

That if you stood in a crowded room and screamed…that no one would hear you, that no one would care to even look.

Do you wonder if people actually want to know if you are ok, to know what you have to say? Rather than just wanting the latest gossip. I wonder that…a lot.

Sometimes I feel that they want to hear…but they just don’t wanna know.

And then I know most of them care about me and they just want to know what’s going on in my head. They are only trying to help. Then I feel so bad because I lashed out at them. It’s an endless circle…

Next time…I’ll just have to try harder not to yell or scream…to stay calm, and talk all the shit out. I really hope I can do it…coz if I cant…who knows what will happen.

The Omen: Ficlets Style (Wonderful World of Ficlets Challenge)

2008-07-09T06:13:54Z

I was introduced to Ficlets by my Mom, who just happens to be a fellow Ficleteer, Judee4u2. I wasted no time in signing up, even before I read a single published story.

That fateful first day, I spent hours perusing through hundreds of stories and comments. I was an instant addict.

I also spent the first day writing. My first four Ficlets were written on that day. The very first one is titled, One Thing Remains The Same.

I should have seen that as an omen. After all these months, one thing remains the same: I am still scouring Ficlets as if it were new to me.

I can hardly wait to sign on in the mornings to see what is new from when I went to bed at night. When I have been away during the day, I am anxious to find the right time to pull away from my family to check in.

I find myself thinking about Ficlets when driving. I can honestly say that it is extremely hard to jot a story idea on a napkin while holding the steering wheel. Especially when the kids are yelling to watch the road.

The Festival (5)

2008-07-09T05:56:09Z

“So yeah, I prefer not to ask for their help.”

“Yeah that’s true.”Josie totally knew that I meant.

“Well I guess I’ll just have to wait and see what happens.”I sighed.

“Yeah I guess so.”

Then I heard Josie’s mom in the background,”Joooosie, time for dinner!”

“OK MOM !”Josie shouted a bit annoyed.

“Well I guess I might see you at the festival then.”

“Yeah, so talk to ya later.”

“OK, bye.”

“Bye”

Jealousy (2)

2008-07-09T05:41:14Z

“Why should it matter to you if all I did was dance with him! Is there something you have to tell me!” Oops that last part slipped out by accident.

He stopped, was silent then said in a quiet almost sad sounding voice,” No, there’s nothing….just….just forget it.

Wow, maybe he really does have feeling for me. After that whole scene he must feel something for me.

Is he afraid that I won’t care about him if I become close to Dom? He shouldn’t have to worry about that I’ll always love him.

Its funny how he always makes the the biggest deals about such little things. Or was that big to him….

Ohhh why get my hopes up. He’s just my friend caring for me, like he should be. But then again…..I’m not sure.

Jealousy (1)

2008-07-09T05:40:20Z

I prefer to keep Dom as far away from Lucas as possible. Lucas can also get jealous of Dom very easily.

One time when we were at a school dance Dom asked me to dance so I said yes, seeing no harm in it since Lucas wasn’t there to freak out.

(Lucas refused to come since he was feeling rejected and said he’d have a crappy time anyways. Sigh. Typical Lucas)

But the next day at school someone spilled a rumor that me and Dom went to the dance together and were dating. Big Uh Oh.

That didn’t go good with Lucas at all. He was all,” How can you be going out with that retard, he’s a jerk!!!”

“Gosh, calm down it’s all lies I only danced with him.”I said calmly.

“Oh so you only danced with him.” he said sarcastically.

“What? Do you have a problem with that.” I said this time with raising my voice.

“Why yes. As a matter of fact I do.”

When he said that it sounded as if he was saying I should have known that that would bother him. Obviously now I know it does.

Peripheral Evil: Part 16 The Chosen One Revealed

2008-07-09T05:28:28Z

“Fergus Campbell!“

Sully was dumbstruck from the scene that had unfolded, especially when the magpies had flown from his own hands, but to hear his given name in the midst of all this, snapped him back to semi- reality.

He hated the name with more passion than any one person should have ability to hate their name. When Scott had moved the family, he had changed every member’s name but his. Though he had played, “It’s not fair,” card, nothing would change Scotaidh Campbell’s mind.

“Fergus! Are you listening to me?”

Sully turned in what felt like animated slow motion, to see Kara stepping from the smoldering remains of the tabernacle carrying the limp body of Rosalyn’s dead sister.

Annette and Charlotte forgot their struggle and began chanting in Celtic tongue.

Sully rubbed his eyes, “Kara?”

“Sorcha, The Light. You imbecile,” she answered matter of factly.

“What are you going to do with her?” Sully questioned.

“You tell me. You’re the Chosen One,” Kara snapped.

The Portal (A City of Heroes Story)

2008-07-09T05:25:58Z

Erin pulled a small device off her belt. “This’ll open a portal to the Ourorboros base.” She turned and looked at Tabitha, her face unreadable behind her armoured helmet. “It’s a little weird when you first step through. Just take a deep breath, and try not to think about it.” She activated the portal, a glowing, golden image of an angled infinity symbol. She stepped through and vanished.

“Try not to think about it,” Tabitha thought. “Thanks, Cerulean Steel. Like that’ll help.” She took a deep breath, stepped into the portal…

...and watched her entire life flash before her. She tried making sense of the jumbled images, but it was like trying to separate a picture with a thousand other layer in top of it. Choices made, choices abandoned. What her life was, is, will be, and could have been. All in a blur of colour and sounds.

Suddenly, there was a flash, and she found herself kneeling on stone steps, what was left of her dinner spilled out before her.

“Told you not to think about it,” Erin said, smiling.

a need to unwind

2008-07-09T05:14:26Z

While warming up for her 3rd game that week, Iliana sees the same boy who caught her eye in the parking lot two days previous. Not wanting to look foolish, she only spares him the occasional glance, but realizes at once that he’s absolutely gorgeous, and has been paying most of his attention to her.

Hmm, this should be interesting.. she thinks to herself, smiling slightly. Her day has been horrible, with James blowing her off for most of it, as well as having to deal with stupid drama.

“I want you girls to play hard today.” the coach says, minutes before kickoff. “This team is tough, but I think we can beat them if we really push ourselves.” He reads off the starting lineup. Iliana is spaced out, thinking of problems with James, until she hears “Iliana, starting center.”

Yes! Finally… she thinks. I can’t wait to take my anger out on something. At least this will give me a chance to unwind…

The Festival (4)

2008-07-09T05:06:43Z

“Well, I don’t really want to ask them for help because right away they’re going to get the wrong idea, and if we do find Lucas they’ll tease him to death.”

What I said was all true, but I also didn’t want to be around them when I’m with Lucas because they don’t get along.

Gee, what a surprise more people that don’t like Lucas. The worst part is that they’re all my friends.

I know Lucas really doesn’t like Dom.

Dom is like the big rebel skater dude at our school, and he loves to give Lucas hell. But for some reason me and him get along and Lucas doesn’t like that one bit.

The Festival (3)

2008-07-09T04:54:38Z

“Yeah he’s going. I can’t wait to see him.”I said playing along this time.”I really miss him.”

“Aha, so you do have feelings for him.’‘

“Gosh Josie all I said was I missed him, and you start jumping all over me.”I said joking.

I’ve never admitted to her that I really do like him, but I think she knows I do.

I do the same thing every time I talk about him. First I talk about him and how sweet he is and funny and all that stuff. Then when Josie says “So you like him” I snap “No gosh Josie all I said was …blah blah blah etc.”

So I guess by now she was use to it.

“All right what ever you say.”she said in doubt.

“Well anyways like I was saying, I just want to see him so we can talk and chill like friends do.”I said hinting on the word friends.”The only thing is that I’m just wondering if I’ll be able to find him.”

“Yeah, it will probably be hard to find him.”

“Isn’t Jacob and Dom going they might help.”

“Well…,”I said thinking.

should you be together?

2008-07-09T04:52:26Z

Exhausted after a tough game to which she had given her all, Iliana comes off the field with a smile on her face, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being drained.

With a ball at her feet, she walks over to her boyfriend, receiving a hug and a congratulations on assisting with the winning goal. With a mumbled “thank you,” Iliana quickly scans the bleachers, looking for her best friend Blair. Although her and James have been going out for the past 5 months, things really don’t feel right anymore. Their spark faded long ago.

Upon finding Blair, James leaves almost immediately, without so much as a “goodbye.”

“Why does he do that?” Blair asks, concerned. “He’s always just walking away. Do you seriously think you should still be together?”

Not wanting this to ruin her day, Iliana just shakes her head. “I don’t know, but I don’t feel like thinking about that now,” she says, smiling sweetly at a cute boy they pass on their way to the car.

The Festival (2)

2008-07-09T04:16:33Z

“Oh hey Monica.”She said.

We talked for a while about how thing are going. Then I asked if she was going to the festival.

“I’m not really sure. I guess it depends if my mom gets called into work or not.”

“Oh I see.”I said disappointed, but then again thinking of alone time with Lucas. Then again Josie might not be able to help me look for him.

“Do you know who’s going?” she asked.

” Well I know Beth’s going.”

Josie, Beth and I have been good friends since like forever, but Beth doesn’t like Lucas at all. You could say they hate each other equal.

“And I know Lucas is going.”I said trying to get him into the conversation. Even though that’s not so hard to do with Josie because she thinks we look so cute together, like she always says.

“Oh so Lucas is going.”she said in a teasing voice.

Back at the Houdini Bar

2008-07-09T04:10:02Z

Old Bess looked up from the glass she’d been drying, surprise etched onto her weathered face as the bar door swung open to admit its newest patron.

“Well, blow me down. Karl, look who’s here!”

Karl raised his head, smacking his lips together noisily. His eyes lit up when he saw Becca standing there. Her normally tousled curls were now sleek and she wore a form-fitting green dress that left little to the imagination.

“Well, boss, I’m ready for my first lesson. Do you think you can show me how magicians saw ladies in half? I’ve always wanted to do that.” She pouted magnificently, her lower lip jutting out provocatively.

Karl straightened his tie and ran a hand through his hair. “I’ll need to get my props from home. Just wait for me here, lassie, and I’ll be back in two shakes of a lamb’s tail.” He wagged a finger at Old Bess. “Don’t let this here fishie out of your net, Old Bess. I’ll be coming back for her.”

Old Bess ran a practiced eye over Becca’s figure. “Oh, she’s not going anywhere, are you darlin’?”

Nightmares

2008-07-09T04:04:30Z

Jack tossed all night in bed. His mind was being tormented by images of his past. Images he wished were forgotten all together. But it was there, the thing he hated.

It was a year ago. Jack’s father, Mr. Tilton, had been waiting on the old sofa for his son. The sofa reeked but he wasn’t about to let it go. It was the only thing left of his dead wife and it was the only thing that made him happy.

Suddenly, Jack had walked in. “Do you know what time it is!?” His father’s voice rose, echoing off the walls.

Jack had cowered in fear at the stairs. “Um only after eleven, it’s not that late—“

His dad had cut him off, gripping his shirt and dragging him in close. He hissed, “When I tell you to be somewhere, you are to be there. Understood?” Jack had looked away. “Look at me when I’m talking to you!” Mr. Tilton reached out and hit Jack across the temple.

That was Jack’s worse fear. That was the thing that charged the negative energy toward Kit everyday.

And too bad … it wasn’t even his fault to begin with.

The Festival (1)

2008-07-09T04:03:40Z

I was so depressed lately. I guess that was because I haven’t seen Lucas since last week. Oh I miss him so much during the summer.

He’s always so busy though with games and practices and all kinds of stuff. Awww this really sucks!

“Wait just a minute,”I said to myself sitting up from bed,”The school festival starts this Thursday. Yesss! I get to see him again.”

I knew that was only going to happen if I could find him there. There’s so much people and I don’t know which days he’s going.

I sighed,”Oh no I have to see him soon or else I’ll…I’ll…EXPLODE!

“I know I’ll call Josie.”

Josie was once of my best friend, but she didn’t pick on Lucas. I’m glad she doesn’t.

The phone rang.

“Hey Josie its Monica whats up.”

even more questions

2008-07-09T03:57:54Z

even more questions;

why is it called Alcoholics Anonymous when the first thing you do is stand up and say, ‘My name is Bob, and I am an alcoholic’?
why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp no one would eat?
who was the first person to look at a cow and say, ‘I think I’ll squeeze these dangly things here and drink whatever comes out’?
if quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?
if money doesn’t grow on trees then why do banks have branches?
since bread is square, then why is sandwich meat round?
why is it that people say they “slept like a baby” when babies wake up like every two hours?
why are you IN a movie, but you’re ON TV ?
if Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a stupid song about him?
why do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?
why did you just try singing the two songs above?

if you have anymore questions that are funny leave a note for me and i’ll make another list :)
thanks!

I Swear

2008-07-09T03:42:13Z

Becca was frazzled to say the least. For one thing, she didn’t have a ride home. And for another, Jameson didn’t love her, but she figured she could repress that for a while.

About the time Jameson’s heart skipped a couple beats, Becca pulled a slightly tattered business card from her purse.

“Hello.”

“Can I speak to The Great Karl?“

“Hello, pretty lady,” Karl said. “Are you ready to come work for me?”

Becca hesitated for a moment, but she just couldn’t resist. She’d always wanted to know how magicians sawed women in half. If I learn nothing else, Becca told herself, I will figure out that sweet mystery.

“Yes,” Becca said. “But under a few conditions.”

“Okay,” Karl said, willing to concede to just about anything. “I think we can work something out, sweetheart. Why don’t you meet me at the Houdini Bar and we’ll go from there?”

“I’ll be there in about an hour. Just promise me, you’ll never break my heart.”

“I swear,” Karl just about slobbered. That was a promise he’d never break.

Outsourcing [Wonderball Continues]

2008-07-09T03:39:29Z

“Thank you so much, Mr. Governor, for this wonderful body,”

Sol-leks chuckled, as if daring the world to call him evil. He stretched out his new hand, admiring the Valentino suit.

So much for taking pro-active actions against outsourcing.

“What did you think of my amazing speech outside the city hall, Sandra? Wasn’t it brilliant?”

Sol-leks flashed a sarcastic smile in her direction.

“Naturally.” She rolled her eyes at his small jokes.

“Now that we’ve acquired our new positions in human society, my darling, I suggest we go and find the others, hm?”

Sandra picked up her small red handbag, and linked her arm in his.

“Of course, my dear husband.”

“Then off we go!”

Mr. and Mrs. Governor of Colorado waltzed out the door, arm in arm.

Ready to conquer the world.

You have been warned!

2008-07-09T03:17:22Z

Slowly, carefully, deliberitly she peeled back the cover of the book. The binding creaked and groaned as if in pain. The heavy book fell open with a thud. Particles of dust flew around, encasing her, choking her. Barely audible voices whispered in tones full of anguish and despair.

Gasping she looked down at the page before her. Inscribed in elegant, perfect calligraphy was her name. “Faith DeFluiter” underneath her name, barely readable, were the words.

You have been warned.
Proceed with Peril.

For several seconds she stared at the page, pondering, wondering.

A deep stilllnes inflitrated every corner of the small room.

Ba-boom, ba-boom, her heart echoed through the stillness, her hands trembled with fear and anticipation.

She turned to the first page. It was blank. It’s glaring whiteness stared back at her soulless, empty. She thumbed through all the pages and found them equally blank.

Blank? Blank!

I Don't Know, Frankie

2008-07-09T03:10:14Z

“Annette!” He whispered fiercely from undernearth his umbrella. “Look at them.” There was no mistaking the awe in his voice.
Frankie always said stuff like that now: Annette, the sky is so blue today; look at it! Annette, the birds wings; look at them! Annette, Annette, Annette…
“I see the drops, Frankie,” I whispered back; how could I not?
“No, the people. They…don’t notice things. How come people don’t notice things until they’re dying?”
“I don’t know, Frankie,” I replied sadly.
And, I scooted closer to him so I could rub his bald head.

Experimental Ficlet #36

2008-07-09T03:08:29Z

...But I seem to have reached a dead end; these monsters leave no tracks…

Just When I Need Him

2008-07-09T03:07:23Z

“Kit, I’m serious. Is something going on? Is there something that started while I was gone?” Trey asked me. He looked really concerned.

“No.” I lied again. This was becoming a habit of mine.

“It’s okay. You just seem so … different. Different than the first different that I thought you were.” He laughed at his confusing sentence. “Different like you changed in less than a week, Kit.”

But he glanced at me all serious again and I just wished that sad, sincere expression would go away forever.

Though it was just what I needed.

“Just quit worrying.” I told him, forcing a smile that could pass for real.

“So, would you like to hang out tomorrow?” he asked, changing the subject. And old Trey is back. The one I can depend on for anything, even in times of crisis and even when the crisis is about him.

“Yeah. See you then.”

“Great. I’ll meet you at the park.”

Then, just to make sure he was really back. “You promise?”

“I promise.” Of course, of course. The hero Trey is back for good. Just when I need him.

Experimental Ficlet #36

2008-07-09T03:07:08Z

...But I seem to have reached a dead end, these monsters leave no tracks…

Lying

2008-07-09T03:01:31Z

A couple days later, I ran into Trey outside of Catlett’s Coffee. “Hey.”

“Um hi.” I whispered.

“What’s up?” he asked me conversationally but I couldn’t look him in the eye.

“Um nothing. I got to go.” I started past him but he pulled me back, lifting my chin. Trey stared into my eyes for a long moment.

“It’s like … he’s done something to you. Hurt you or something. Did he?” And that was when I wanted to tell him all about Jack. Something was just stopping me though.

I just couldn’t bring myself to explain the whole problem to him. It was almost if I didn’t say it out loud, it wasn’t real. After all, Jack had only done one horrid thing and that was it. It’s not like he’s going to show at my house again…

He couldn’t, he wouldn’t now that Trey is back in town. Now Jack might even just leave me alone. I really shouldn’t get my hopes up though. And so right there on the sidewalk, I lied to Trey. “No. I’m fine.” I reassured him, “I think you worry too much.” I laughed but it came out hard.

My First Series (The Wonderful World of Ficlets): Part Two

2008-07-09T03:01:24Z

Later on I did my first series. It was with freedom. For my first series that was one of the best series I have even done! I had to talk about this because I was still towards the beginning and I did not expect my first series to go well. No offense Freedom, but I did. I did not expect to turn out as good as it did!

I never expected for me to come this far on ficlets and that it would effect me in real life. I started getting really good grades for my writting in English class. Over all the wonderful world of ficlets is a grand place!

All Direction Forgotten

2008-07-09T02:57:05Z

It was silent. So, so silent. The silence that fills the void left by the dead. I could only assume they were dead

But not just dead. They were frozen.

And the temperature had to be above 60 degrees, it was muggy outside.

“Sherry?” Danielle asked, “On your way home yet?” I could hear muted laughter in the background.

There was a mother, shielding her child in front of me. It seemed she would stand as a guardian forever; she was motionless. But it wasn’t as though I wasn’t locked in place the same as she. Out of horror that is. The word petrified came to mind.

“Sherry?” Danielle asked again. The laughter was gone now.

I reached out to the small redheaded girl she had wrapped in her embrace and touched her cold, slick hand.

“You guys, I think something’s wrong,” Danielle told our friends after calling my name several more times; louder and louder.

You can say that again, I thought to myself. But Danielle wouldn’t have heard me if I had been able to speak.

The phone went dead.

Emotions

2008-07-09T02:53:44Z

In one moment, I wrenched Jack’s hand away. “What is wrong with you?” He just gaped at my sudden courage. “I want to know what you want from me. Otherwise, I’m just going to have to drag Trey into this and I don’t want to do that.”

Jack snapped, “I think you should. Maybe you could stop being so stupid and figure it out.”

“Me? Being stupid!? You’re the one that is frickin’ attacking me so we can talk!”

Suddenly, Jack slapped me hard, across the cheek and it felt like my face was shattering into mini pieces. I covered it with my hands, trying to stop the pain. “Asshole!”

“If you just understood where I’m coming from, then there wouldn’t be a problem.”

I honestly despised him more than ever but I hissed, “I don’t know where you’re coming from or what your problem is but you better fix it. Soon. And when you do, let me know because that will be the moment when there isn’t even a problem anymore.” Not looking back, I ran out in fear.

Yet hopefully, that emotion will be replaced by something else soon.

Experimental Ficlet #35

2008-07-09T02:51:09Z

...Since then, I’ve been looking for them, trying to find out exactly what disgusting potion they had used on her…

Me and JB 152

2008-07-09T02:50:36Z

“WHAT?!?” I was in shock. They were on tour? Since when? Without even telling me? God, I sounded like my mother.
“They left a few days ago, I thought you knew!” she said. My jaw dropped.
“I’m such an idiot!” I got up from my seat and grabbed the phone. I dialed Katie’s number as I ran up the stairs. My door slammed as I jumped on my bed. I was a total wreck. The phone rang but all I got was a lousy answering machine.
“Hey, you know who it is! Katie, of course! Well, I’m on tour with the Jonas Brothers right now! They were sweet enough to take me along! Well, sorry I missed your call. Just leave your name and your number and I’ll call you as soon as I’m done making out with Nick! Just kidding, I’ll call you as soon as the the concert’s over! Bye!” Wow, so much for leaving a voice mail. Just listening to that literally took up my whole morning. I was way too speechless to speak, anyway. Making out with Nick? My boyfriend? I mean….my ex-boyfriend. What now?