Short Stories

The First One is Dumb, the rest are okay...

A Single Distraction can take your life


Once, sitting in the car on the way to work in NYC, I was distracted. I took a quick glace out the window. I watched the kids riding on the roller coaster at Wacky World Park. Suddenly as if out of nowhere, something yelled at me, “Stop! You’ll hit them!” Although I never met him, he saved my life.

The Teenager

The screaming never stopped. In my head, I could hear it playing over and over. A young woman crying out in pain. As I turned onto North street, The sound stopped. It took me by surprise and I abruptly stopped in my path. I took a few steps backwards. The people in the crowd mumbling, “Watch where your going” had no effect on me. I continued on my path backwards. The sound came back to me. Chills ran up my spine. I was never so frightened before. The sound, in the form of a blue mist looking like a teenager, swooped down and snatched me up. The strangest thing though, was no one reacted at all.

W.C.D.D.

“Up, down and around, Make sure you touch the ground!” Kate called across the court. I smiled back. But on the inside I was shaking with pressure. I knew the W.C.D.D. (World Championship of Double Dutch) was harder than anything I have ever competed in. Natasha, at the ropes, assured me I was the best, and to act like I had already won. No pressure. The ropes began to swing. The timer clicked. I entered with a flip. Up. I came down faster than in practice. Down. I entered the main trick. The one handed spin. I went around, touching the ground. My arm gave out. My head hit the concrete with a thud. The blood oozed.

Bob the car man

Bob the car man is sitting at his computer when Joe, someone he doesn’t know starts to Instant Message him.

Joe: Hello Bob the car man.

Bob the car man: Hello. Who are you?

Joe: That is a very good question. I honestly don’t know myself. Who are you?

Bob the car man: Bob the car man.

Joe: Sly guy huh?

Bob the car man: How did you get my screen name?

Joe: I found it.

Bob the car man: What do you want with me?

Joe: I am someone who wants to protect you. You are in grave danger in your house, Bob Stevenson.

Bob the car man: How did you know my name?

Joe: I found it.

Joe: You need to get out of there! NOW! They are only a few blocks away now!!!

Bob the car man: WHO?!

Joe: No time to explain. I left you a kit in your room. Go find it.

Bob got up and walked into his room. There was a knife on his night-stand. Along with it there was a note. It Read, “You are a fool, Bob Stevenson.” At that moment a man dropped down and put a knife at his neck.


Find me

Fred,
I have waited too long for you. WHERE ARE YOU

Frank,
You are an imbecile to think I am coming back.

Fred,
WE ARE STARVING! YOU HAVE To COME BACK!


Frank,
You can live without me….

Fred,
Not for long!

Frank,
How bad is it?

Fred,
Very bad! Your Auntie Catherine has left us along with 300 others!

Frank,
Kathy?

Fred,
YES! So tell me where you are.

Frank,
I cannot come back. And you cannot get me.

Fred,
Please tell your stepbrother where you are!

Frank,
I am dead.