Random short story: To my cheating husband

To my dear husband,

   I am sure you have a lot of question. Once the police find my clothes next to the ocean with this letter, i know you are going to wonder why. So i thought i would write you this letter explaining myself. So lets start at the day i married you.

     I thought you were the most wonderful person i had ever met. You were so caring and kind. I am not sure where you lost that. You use to love to come home to me but one day over the years that all stopped. So i tried to doll myself up for you and cook you dinner. It seemed like a great plan at the time. To bad you were 4 hours late for dinner and I had passed out by the time you got home everytime. 

    However this did not stop me from trying. When you told me you were joining the gym to look better and get healthier it inspired me. I know you might not of noticed but i lost 30 pounds by running every morning since you didn't seem to miss me in our bed. I just love you so much i kept trying. 

   I really thought that vacation to Hawaii would be good for us. I wish you would of gone deep sea diving with me. You always complained i wasn't adventurous enough. I had so much fun. I really thought the candle light dinner would make you see me in a different light. Maybe it would of if you got off your phone and looked up at me even once. The trip was a waste of money and time is what you said on the day you left early. You had very important business at work you needed to get back to. I had a blast the last few days there I really needed it before i got back to you.

    

      As your reading this thinking what a clueless sap i sound like, I know about her. I have known for some time. I hired some one to take pictures of the two of you. I was shocked at how young she was, but what sent me throw the roof was finding out she was pregnant. You denied me the right to be a mother but gave her a child. I know you call her the love of your life in friend groups that you thought wouldn't tell me. Still i didn't  care i wanted our marriage of 25 years to work.  I know you told people you thought if you left me i would have a mental break down. 

   So to make your life easier I am leaving you..............

Love your wife of  25 years. 

P.S.

I think you really forgot who you married. I was in law school when we met. I only had to passed the bar when i left it be hind to be come your wife. With all the time i had because you were out chasing her. I passed the bar and i hired with your money of course these fine gentlemen next to you, to pretend to be cops as a distraction while i cleaned out your bank account and sold the house. Oh and one last thing Your fired, i found  the money you hid from your job and reported you. You thought i would kill myself over you. Let's see if she stays with you now that your broke and jobless. hahahaha! 

Random Short Story: Media Machine

   They fear the faith in me. I am not sure why me knowing exactly who i am fears them. I suppose it is because they are all just lost souls. But if they aren't care he will take them in the night. He shows know mercy to those who will not fight. I am happy i know who i am he will never come for me. I am not sure when he started taking lives. I just know every one fears him even if they don't know it. Lets start on the day he took my sister. Maybe then you will understand exactly where i am. 

    It was a day like any other i got up and through my pants on. Grab a tee shirt out of my closet and ran down stairs to get some food before my day begins. My mother as usual asking me about why i hide my shapely figure behind boy clothes. I always wonder who decided which clothes are for who? Why do boys get to wear comfy closes and girl have to have clothes that are skin tight? It was probably some one who never knew what it was to try and climb a fence in a dress. Oh well she will never catch me dead in those clothes. This is my time to run and jump maybe one day when i'm older i will see things her way. But most likely i will still stay the same until the day i die. I am happy just the way i am. My sister on the other hand. She was the pretty girl in whole city but i know she didn't see it that way. She often listen to what everyone else said. She listen to the TV and the videos online. She did her hair just like all the celebrities and her make up was always prefect. How ever in her head it wasn't good enough. That must of been how she attracted him. I heard whispers about him. A figure selling the impossible dream, making promises he knew he could not keep. I was not there that night. but this was the day my sister lost her life. Some are luckier then her they just come out different. They become deformed figures of people they once where. Some like their new found deformity while other might never be happy. 

   I still remember coming home to see the cops in-front of my house. I thought my mom called them because i was a little late home that day. Well 4 hours late to be exact. I ran up with the waving my hand in the air at my mom.  She ran up to me and hugged me tightly. I told her i was fine. She didn't have to worry i was out roam exploring the world. I was not lost of hurt. But she seem to only cry harder. My dad who most days didn't look at me, looked me right in the eye. I will never forget what he said. "Your sister passed away. It seems she skipped school and went to get a boob job. She lied about her age and a few other things. Their were compilations and she died." The most beautiful girl in all the world let him get her. She gave in to the lies the TV told her. I could bare to see my parents face and i pushed my mom away.  i ran as hard and as fast as i can. I didn't get far before the pain set in. I thought of all the time i teased her for stuffing her bra. I regret all the time i let her paint her face instead of telling her how pretty she was. I regret not staying home to sit with her and make sure she was okay. I looked around that when i seen it. The billboard, benches and all over the place. This fake image she thought she had to be. That how he got in. Through her phone at night. Creeping feeding on the insecure the media had given her. If by the end of my tail you cant relate to her i am happy for you and if you don't know the figure i speak of your one of the lucky. But if you lay there late at night wish when you woke and looked in the mirror you saw a different sight. He is coming for you. he will make  promise he can't keep. I have warned you but i cant watch you back when i'm asleep. 

Random short Story: The girl with the head in the clouds

     There was once a girl with her head in the clouds. The earth was a place she never wanted to journey down to. How ever everyday her mom would shake her saying "you daft girl pay attention. some day you will need this." But in her mind she knew this to be untrue for anything here was completely useless. The other kids would tease her not that she could hear them from her own world. They thought her strange. There was nothing here for her.
     One day the other kids decided it was time for her to deal with them. So they tied her to a tree. She didn't mind you see. She likes not having to talk to them. Her body she had left behind. Her mind to far in the clouds she couldn't even see them if she looked down. The other kids really didn't like this. one in partial was very bother by this. We will call her little miss leader. She convince the other children that they must torture the girl with her head in the clouds. For she thought she was better then them and for that should be punished. The other kids agreed. But she didn't see them her head to far from her body to even care. Lost in the clouds she truly was. They tried everything from putting sand in her food to gluing her to her chair. She didn't notice the sand just thought her mom bought bad peanut butter again. Being glued to her chair made it that she had to stay in class at break. To her this was a true blessing.
     Nothing they did made a difference. Finally little miss leader couldn't take it anymore. She decide it was time for a real storm. She thought for day and then weeks. How would she make her see. The girl with her head in the clouds just kept walking just the same. She was unfazed by the other girl's unwarranted hatred. She lived each day exactly the same. Waking up and leaving this her body behind just the same. All the cruel things they did to her she really didn't mind.
     After weeks of little miss leader struggling with how to punish girl with the girl head in the cloud.  She finally realized there was nothing she could do. This plan fact spun her head. In that one moment she fled. She ran right up to the girl with head in the cloud and grab her. She started to shake her so hard she ripped her shirt. That is when she noticed something strange about the girl. She had bruises all over her body. Little miss leader knew not what to do. All she could do was step. Head in the clouds just laid there on the floor. "Are you okay? I would really like to know?" little miss leader asked. The girl came down from the clouds. "No i am not." Her response shocked the girl. For the first time she actually look at her. Pulling up the girls sleeves what she saw was completely unpleasing. Little miss leader right then knew. Some one was torturing this poor girl so bad she had to escape the pain. So the girl had made her own world in the cloud. It was for her the only safe place. Little miss leader drop to her knees. she knew she was wrong and had only added on to this poor girls pain. She got right up and came up with a plan to save her. She was going to go home and tell her mom, she would know what to do. Her mom called the cops and the next day they were to save the girl.
      The girl never came to school that day. She was killed by her mother boyfriend. She no longer had her head in the cloud. She felt she had a friend and fought back. He killed her unintentionally. She was never saved. Now she is nothing but a memory only to live in the clouds she once hid in. Little miss leader felt awful for years to come, knowing that if she had just stop to really look at the girl with her head in the cloud even just once. She might still be here.

Random short story: the lies she made true

      When you wake up and everything that was once yours is gone at your own hand, you cant help but really take a good look at yourself. How did a few lies do all of this? I was always told how good a lie can be freeing. If you get in trouble lie your way out. That was until the day i met her. She was beautiful and interesting, she was completely different from my wife. I loved my wife do not get me wrong but I got bored years ago. Once we had our kids everything changed. I guess I really wasn't ready to be a dad. So many nights i would say i was working late and would get to be some one else for a night with some one who was not my wife.
      I was out just like any other night telling Linda my wife i was working late. The bar was filled with lots of beautiful women this night. I was excited at who i could become. When i saw her in a yellow dress. She was tucked away in a corner of the bar. She looked so sweet and innocent, I had to have her.  So i walked up and offered to buy her a drink. Her eyes slightly grey she looked up at me. "Do you mind if i sit with you?" She smiled. "No go right ahead." i pulled up the chair next to her. "Hi i am Brandon." She looks down at her drink. "Are you now?" she replies. I'm not sure how to proceed with an answer like that I can't tell if she is flirting. My name isn't really Brandon but she doesn't need to know that. "Yes, really now." I laugh. "Brandon, I must say you are very handsome. but i must give you a warning. Anything you say to me must be the truth. I know this sounds crazy but i have a gift of honesty. No one can lie to me, anything they say is there new reality. So I hope your pick your words wisely." A challenge I cant help but be drawn in. She is challenging me to lie to her. She must be nuts. But she sure is hot, so ill play along. I spend the rest of the night tell her lie after lie. I told her i had no parents that they had passed away, she asked if i was married i said no way. She went on to ask if i had any kids and once again i said no. I mean she really didn't need to know about them. Happy hour was coming to an end and she was hanging on every word i said. "So would you like to get out of here?" I asked her. "I would love to but can't i have to get back." BACK!? she didnt just waste my time did she. "Where do you have to get back?" she laughs "I have to get back to work."  She got up and gave me a hug. "Can you be just a little late and spend more time with me?" She laugh at me. "Trust me come tomorrow, you will be looking for me. The next 24 hours will change your life Maxwell." She whispers in my ear. She called me by my real name. She tilts her head at me and walks away.
     I get home after a wasted happy hour. There she comes running up to me screaming "Daddy." my beautiful baby girl. She is the only part that i hate about lying. She has a picture in her hand that she drew for me. "Daddy look." I look at the stick figure. Linda is standing there giggling. "At school today they asked her to draw her favorite superhero and she picked you." I hope my daughter never finds out who i am really am. I love her but i hate feeling chained to this house. I hug her and take her to her room to get her to bed. I rock her to sleep. The way my daughter looks at me i will never get over. i lay her down in her bed. I walk to my room, "How was work today ?" Linda asks. "It was long." i start to change into comfy clothes. "Your mother called. She wants all of us to go see her this weekend." Linda is a good women and everyone wanted her in high school when we met. I won her heart and it once made me feel like the luckiest man alive. she deserves better i know. "Sounds great. i am going to watch some T.V. before bed." I give her a kiss on the cheek and head to my man cave.   I watch my sports news and now time for bed. I cant stop thinking about that women. She said i would look for her. I wonder what she meant.
       I feel cold so i open my eyes and i'm laying out on the street. I'm not sure how i got here. I am out here like a homeless man. I get up and start trying to find my way to my house. I see Linda kissing a man, who is getting in my car. I don't understand. "Linda!"i yell at her. She looks frighten. "Go away or I will call the cops,"  I stop walking towards her. "Its me Maxwell." The man in the car stops. "I am not sure who you are but i am Maxwell and if you don't leave my house i will contact the authorities."  I run to my parents house. how is this man calling himself Maxwell.  I run all the way to my parents house but they are not home. i use the key hidden inside the fake rock to get in. I go to my old room and grab some clothes and shower. As i get out of the shower and get dressed i notice all the pictures on the walls aren't of me any more. They are of that guy the same one kissing Linda. This makes no sense. I walk to the kitchen to make some food. i hear the front door open and its my mother. She screams, "Who are you!? Get out of my house." She doesn't recognize me either. she is calling the cops on her phone i run out of the house. where do i go? The woman she said my lies would become my reality. I need to find her. I go back to the bar. There she is in the corner. i march up to her. "What did you do?" she smiles "Oh Brandon i warned you." Brandon!? that is not my name. "My name  is Maxwell." She starts laughing. "Not any more its not. Here is your wallet you dropped here last night. Your name is Brandon now, you have no family. No parents because they passed away like you said. No wife and kids. You are now all alone as you proclaimed you were. What you did not appropriate you now no longer have." She had me my wallet and disappears. I am now all alone.

Random Short story: The tree lights Part 2

     Agatha climbs out her window to go with Alisha to the trees. "Did you have the dream to?" Agatha asks Alisha. "Yes after you go once the trees let you know when the door is going to open again." She doesn't understand but just know she want that feeling again. She see even more kids at the trees then last time, but some of these kids have back packs. "What are the back pack for?" Agatha asks Alisha One of them smiles. "We aren't coming back. The trees sent us a dream saying we could stay not just visit." What about there families and lives. I see the trees starting to light up. The doors up to them and once again Agatha is wrapped in a feeling of peace. Her and Alisha hold hand so they won't get separated. Alisha runs out into the middle of the dance floor and Agatha feel so overwhelmed with love. She starts to close her eyes and feels like she like she is being lifted into the air. "Agatha NO!" She hears in her grandma;a voice. she opens her eyes and realizes she has lost Alisha.  Agatha takes a breath breath and starts to feel peaceful again. "Agatha Fight it!" She hears again.
     Agatha looks around and sees a door off to the side. Agatha heads to the door, she looks around and its like no one else can see the door. She opens it to a white room. She walks in and the door closes behind her.  Agatha no longer feels peace in this room. She feels weak and sad. She closes her eyes to try and move past the pain. "Agatha its okay." She hears again in her grandma's voice. Agatha opens her eyes to see her grandma in front of her. "How is this happening?" her grandma tilts her head. "Well that is easy and hard to explain. Your near death would be the best way to explain it darling." Agatha's face went blank. How could see be near death? "I don't understand. I feel fine."  Agatha grandma shacks her head. "No they are feeding on you. Your not even really in this room. but they cant feed on you if you want to go home. Its the adrenal gland when your happy it lets out something that they need. So as long as your happy and this your having fun they can feed. but the second you want to go home they eject you back down to earth." Back to earth? I start to panic where am i really? "Don't panic Agatha, you are to close to death. You need to start to want to go home. look for the door way out and Agatha don't come back. Keep all the other kids away from here." I don't want to go home. I want to stay with my grandma. "What if i stay. Can i stay here with you?" She shook her head. "No they will feed on you until you die. Its not your time to die darling, i know you're sad right now but you need to grow old yourself, i lived a long life." Agatha starts to get tears in her eyes. She knew this was the last time she would ever see her grandma. Out of no were the door is back. Agatha wants to go home. 
     Agatha is back at the bottom of the lit up trees. She runs home to tell her family everything. She wasn't sure who was feeding on the kids. She told her parents everything and they told the authorities But when Agatha took them back to the trees they were gone the door had closed. She waited thinking the door would open again but it never did. And with the door disappearing so did Alisha. Agatha thinks Alisha made the choice to never come back but she will never know. 

Random Short Story: The tree lights Part 1

     "This way! come Agatha." Agatha followed her friends into the forest. "Where is this party at?" Agatha asks as she is trying to keep up. Her friends just laugh at her. Agatha grabbed her best friend Alisha "Where is this party at? this doesnt look very safe." Agatha and Alisha have been friends all their lives. Agatha was always much more reserved and Alisha was always on to the next adventure. "You remember when my mom and dad couldn't fine me for those 48 hours? Well this is where i was at this party. It never stops, it's just the door to get in only opens at pacific times." Agatha looks really confused. Why would this door open at pacific time? Agatha texts her mom that she was going to be staying at Alisha house just incase they didn't make it back in time. Agatha's friends run up to these three trees that were all lit up. These were the prettiest lights she had ever seen. Alisha and all of Agatha friends ran to the middle between the three trees. "Come on Agatha. Stop being scared, your going to miss it." Alisha yelled at Agatha. Agatha ran next to her friends. That when the lights from the trees became so bright Agatha had to close her eyes. When she opened them she was no longer in the forest.
    Agatha was in a room of light with a lot of other kids around her age. There was music pumping through the air. No one was saying a word to each other just dancing. Alisha grab Agatha and rushed to the middle of all the people to dance. There was a feeling in the air, Agatha didn't know how to explain it. Ever since Agatha lost her grandmother she has had a huge hole in her life. She had been so sad for so long she forgot what is was like to smile. But at this party she felt free. Alisha seem to disappear and Agatha noticed that she didn't see any of her friends. She started to head back to the lit up trees. She finally gets to the center and the lights once again got so bright she had to close her eyes. She is now back in the forest but it's daylight out. She thought she had only been at the party for a hour or so. Agatha runs to Alisha's house to see if she was there. As Agatha gets to Alisha's house she walk up to her bedroom window and finds her fast asleep. She starts to knock. Alisha eyes widen when she see Agatha. "Did you just come out of the lights?" She nod yes. "Can you just say i stood the night here? And why did you leave me in there, i was looking for you and couldn't find you so i came out and here you are in bed." Agatha tells Alisha. "I'm not sure what it is in there but time moves differently. When i turned i didn't see you i figured i needed to come back. Its when you lose everyone you came with, you tend to lose your self and time i have noticed. Agatha you have been gone for a week." Agatha shook her head and ran home. When she walked in here front door, her mother gives her a hug and before grilling her about where she has been. She made up a story about meet other kids and following them to rock shows. Needless to say she was grounded for life.
    Most things in Agatha life went back to normal. She would lay in her grandma's room almost every other night. Agatha missed her greatly. Alisha and Agatha didn't  talk about that night, months went by but Agatha missed the feeling of happiness. Agatha was laying in bed after finishing her homework. She starts to go to sleep and she starts to dream about the trees, they are starting to light up she wakes from her dream. Alisha is knocking on her window. Agatha opens her window. "The door is about to open. Are you coming?" Agatha looks at Alisha for a second. She is deciding is she going?

Random Short story: Siren lost on land

     Land has always been a dream of mine. Growing up here in the sea isn't a treat like some might think. How ever my mom always said terrible things would happen if I left the sea. The land creators would fear me. I don't care, I am sick of this wet life. The sailors always seem to love when we sing to them. Some of them loved it so much they would jump in water with us. It  never ended well for them. That is beside the point. I have decide to live on land.
     I swam as fast as i can to the edge where the water meets the land. I see the white sands. I stop and pull my self up to shore. Now according to legend I shouldn't have to do to much more. Just lay here until i dry out and leg will simply sprout out. I fell asleep on the nice warm sands. When I woke up there standing above me was a man. "Miss this is not that kind of beach. You need at least a bikini." i look down as my self and legs I have. I stand on them and look around every other person it covered unlike me. So I hum in his ear and whisper "Give me" as i pull on his shirt. He was so kind he took it right off. I slid it on and walked away. The people all seem to be in these covers some much fancy then the other. So i walked in to a store and looked at all the covers. A lady walked up to me and helped me put them on. But my humming did nothing to her. But not to far from her was a man who heard my song. He gave her a triangle of plastic and i got to keep it all. Life on land is easy. Night is falling i must find some where to live. I until I see a place with water all about the building, this is it this is my new home. I walk in side pleasantly. There is man who gives me the keys. I hum to the nice men who bring me thing they said i need. They brought me what feels the a cloud then call it a bed.
     Life is good here on land everyone is friendly. I have been watching T.V. here at  home, I realize need to work to fit in. That's is how thing work on land. So I go out to find a job. I wonder around the land when i could to a place where people sit to eat. Here is where i want to work. Everyone looks so happy in here. So i go up to the front and hum to the man in charge and I have a job. i'm not sure why mom said I wouldn't love it here its amazing.

5 years later

     I can't believe i ever lived in the sea. It all seems so far from me now. I moved from the big city to a small town with him! He is the love of my life and never once have i sang to him. I couldn't be happier or further from the sea. "I love you!" He whispers to me as i wake from my sleep. I cant help but feel completely happy. "You look as beautiful as the day i met you." I smile at him. "You are as dreamy as the day i met you." Life is good. I feel sick again this morning. For the past few weeks food has been my enemy. "You need to go to the doctor." He says. But i'm not sure how that even works. I have never felt sick in the sea. "No i am sure it will  pass." I walk to the kitchen and before I know it i am on the floor. He rushes me to the hospital. "Well there isn't anything wrong with you. Your just pregnant."  The doctor smiles. Oh no! A baby, will my baby be able to breath out of the sea?
    "Are you sure your up for this trip to the beach?" he says as he put our bags into the car. "Yes i am sure." The past two months have been so hard. I am so sick, i have to lave in salt water to feel better. If only he knew. He thinks i am 22 and maybe I am. But not in land time by they way humans consider time i am 268 which is nothing where i am from. but will my baby age like me or like him? So many questions. i need to ask my mom. i hum to put him to sleep when we get to our room next to the beach.  i walk into the water. I see her already waiting for me. "How did you know?" i ask her. "You are my daughter. Soon to have one of your own. She has to be born at sea or she will die." i cant believe what she is saying but i know she isn't lying. "What about her father?"  I know what she is about to tell me. but i had to ask. "By the time her lungs will be strong enough for land he will be old or he will be dead." i turn away and swim as fast as i can to land. I pull myself on to the shore and let out a scream one only my kind can hear. I feel the saddest i have ever felt in my life. I hear humming and i look up to see her singing. "Why are you letting out that kind of scream?" She stops singing. I grab her and put her hand on my tummy. She smiles. "She will die if i stay here on land." she nods her head no. "Thats what the creator of the sea think. She will not die. But if you have her on land she will never know the sea. She will live by land time and day the same way." she tells me as she helps me up. "How do you know?" She opens her locket. "She has been gone for 20 years now. She live and died her whole life before I even aged a year in what think is time." This mean if i have her here on land she will die much before me. "why stay here on land?" she smiles and points back. "for my great grandchildren. But i will tell you think if i could do it all again i would of took her to the sea. A mother should never watch her child die." She hugs me and walks away. What am I to do? Let her have her father? Or a longer life? I must do what is best for her. I walk up shore to see him. I lay down next to him.  I hum him to sleep for in the morning he wont remember me. 

Random Short story: The love in the eye of the storm

    My uncle never married he was a different kind of man. He was a meteorologist. He was always out chasing storms. My mom always said he loved the chaos of it all. I never gave it much thought until the summer I went to stay with him. "Why did your mom send you here again during storm season? Does she not want to keep you?" I think he is making a joke. "She said i need to start taking life more serious and focus on my future. So i have no idea why she sent me to you." I smile I feel some what awkwardly as I look at all the picture on the walls of huge storms. "Right, Well there is your room. There is a storm coming this way in a few days. So I will be out, there is a shelter under the house where you will be safe." I look at him. He sounds slightly excited for the storm. I cant help but notice these pictures of the storm are different then any others i have ever seen in books. I'm not sure what it is. Most are in the eye of the storm, how he manages to get photo in that has always been a mystery to us all. I go to check out my room I lay down and get some rest.
     Something about those pictures keep haunting me in my sleep. So i get up and grab them off the walls. I line them up in chronological order. I sit there four hours looking at them. The storm almost feels inviting. I feel obsessed now, what is it about these darn photos? I start to take them out of the frames. Pictures from behind them fall out. There is my uncle standing in the middle of the storms holding someone. In one of them they are kissing. Here my family thought he was gay and didn't want to tell us. Who is this mystery girl and why is she in the middle of the storm with my uncle? I hear the alarms sound off. The storm is hitting close to us.  I hear my uncle running through the house. I peak out my door and see him grab a gift. Why is he grabbing a gift in the middle of the storm? Is it for this girl? I run out of my room. "Take me with you." I yell. "I can't! I can't promise you that you will come back." I don't care i am way to curious now. "Who is she?" He looks at me and looks at the walls in the living room. "I don't have time to explain right now. If your going to come then come on." I run to the truck. He is driving like a mad man. Well others are flying the other direction he is drive toward the storm.  We drive up the winds are so strong the truck feels like it is going to flip. There she is in the middle of all the winds waiting. She lights up when she sees the truck. "Stay here understand?" my uncle tells me. I nod yes, I mean where i am going to go? He run out into the storm. The killer winds don't seem to touch him. He run into her arms. The winds don't seem to touch her either. I hear on the radio the storm is getting worse, people are getting hurt. She seems to be crying and my uncle handing her the gift. She kisses him and lifts up into the wind. "NO!" I scream she is going to die. But as she goes the storm comes to a stop. What is happening here? My uncle walks back to the car. His head down. I am freaking out a little. "Did she just kill her self?"  My uncle laughs "No she didn't kill her self." How did she not killer her self? "Your joking right she just flew off into the storm. I hate to be the one to tell you this but that leads to death." I put my hand on his shoulder to easy the pain. "She is the storm."  he looks at me waiting for my reaction. He is crazy or is he? she is all of the picture of the storm right in the middle. "OKAAAAAAY? Lets say i don't believe you. Convince me."  He sighs. "I might as well tell some one." His head low practically in his lap. "Yeah might as well."
   "It started when i was 17 I met a girl on vacation in the islands. She was the most amazing girl i had ever met. She told me she loved me. So we ran off together, we left our families and everything we knew. We didn't make it far before her mother found us. What she was doing was agonist everything law of nature. You see she was the daughter of mother nature and father time. she was suppose to be learning about us humans so should would value our lives. So one day when she be came mother nature shouldn't kill all of us for fun or anything like that i guess. She fought with her mom giving up everything to be with me. So her mom said if that how she wanted it to be. She made her the eye of the storm. So when ever she is here in physical form a horrible storm hits, the longer she stays the worse it get killing many."  WOW. If i hadn't seen her in the storm i wouldn't of believed him. I saw her she was real and so i believe him. "Why don't you go with her?"  He sits there silently for a moment. "I might no survive. My body was go off in to many pieces kind of thing. There is a chance my soul would be with her but we aren't sure. So she doesn't want to risk it. But i cant keep living this way it has been 13 years of this." He seems so broken we go back to the house.
     The summer is almost over and so is the storm season. There is suppose to be one more big storm. My uncle prepares of it and starts to pack his thing he going to the other side of the world for their storm season. How could he live this way? He seems like a part of him is missing all the time. I would risk it if i was him. Just for the chance at true love. I hear the alarms sound in the distance the storm is getting closer. He runs to the truck and i run after him and jump in. "Isn't true love worth the risk?" i ask him. He smiles. "Yes it is." We pull up to the middle of the storm and there she stands. "Here are the keys." He hands them to me. He runs out to her. She again is crying as she holds him. He lets her go and she starts to go up into the wind. I guess it wasn't worth the risk. My uncle waves at me and turns around running toward her and jumps holding on to her. Both of them get taken into the winds. He did it. I'll never know if he survived but i do know this was 20 years ago and we haven't had anything bigger than a rain storm.

Random Short story: Grandpa's hourglass

    My grandpa was a strange man. So no wonder he had a strange death. i could still remember him and my grandma fighting when i was a girl. That was before he left her, he said she was just to old minded for him. I am fully grown now and understand my grandpa want to stay young. Maybe that's why he died falling out of a plane. His parachute didn't open. What a not fun way to go. That wasn't the strange thing about it though. It was when they reported it to the cops. The man said it was a 40 year old man who had died but when the cops got there, it was my 75 year old grandpa body laying there dead. The cops were just as confused as the workers. Yes a very strange death for a very strange man.
    "What did dad leave you?" i hear uncle Dan ask my mom. "I'm not sure Dan. Today is his funeral. We haven't gone over anything with the lawyer yet." I can hear the frustration in my mothers voice. My uncle Dan always wanted to be just like his dad. So he travels the world the way my grandpa did with out a care. For some odd reason he never seemed to have as much fun as my grandpa. I always felt like he was chasing my grandpa more than anything. "Mini did they say what was on him when they found him?" Mini is what every one in my family calls my mom. "NO DAN! Why don't you just tell me what your looking for and maybe its in dads things and i can tell you if i have seen it." Dan looks at my mom for a long time. "Do you remember when dad when to south america? When we were in high school. He came back with that hourglass necklace?"  My mom takes a deep breath. "Yes the one engraved with you live and die by the sands of time or something like that." My uncle is practically jumping with excitement. "Yes that's the one! where is it?" My mom shrugs. "I have no idea Dan i haven't seen it in years about the last time i saw dad. Dan walks away all upset. "Mommy what was great grandpa like?" I grab my daughter and hold her. I had her much to young and had to grow up fast, but she has truly made every moment worth it. "He was a man of mystery always traveling the world. I never saw him much. He was to busy having a life time of adventure." My little girl laughs.

15 years later

     "Please sign here ms." i felt flattered he called me ms. I got a package in the mail. Strange i didn't order anything. Maybe its an early birthday gift. Its a good size box. I open it and there is a letter on top of a bunch of pictures on top of another box. I open the letter it seem to be from my grandpa, how is this even possible. "Dear Beth, Happy 40th birthday. I am writing you this letter the day before i die. You see i used up all my sand, so it is simple just my time. But i am passing on to you the greatest gift. It is time in a hourglass. There will be two in the box one to wear around your neck and the other to keep in a safe place. Put your blood on the sand and it will begin. Take the sand out of the big hourglass and for how ever it last you will be young again. But you only have as much sand is in the hourglass once your out your done. There is enough sand for you to live 120 years if you don't use  any of it. But be careful if you do. Youth can be addictive. Don't tell my son about this. He thought i would give this gift to him. But he has had a real chance at life, you however never got to be young much like me. So here is your second chance. love your grandpa." I cant believe what this letter just said. He must have lost his mind. I look into the box at all the photo of him. There are times and date over 30 years in the pictures he didn't seem to age. I look at all the adventures that his second chance allowed him to take.  I open the box inside and pull out the big hourglass the sand white but not dipping down, strange. But in all of the pictures of my grandpa he has the little one around his neck. So the real Question is am I will to live and die by the sands of time?

Random Story story: Should i hide the body?

     *Ring ring ring* "Hello?" says  a very sleepy Alexandra. "Wake up i need you." with out even another word she knew who it was. That's the thing about best friends they don't need names or numbers in your phone. Just one word and by the voice alone you know who is on the phone. "Address." is all Alexandra says. "350 pine. Please hurry." She hopped in her car and went to get her friend. she pulls up and there she stand. "I didn't mean to but i killed him." Alexandra looked at her shaking friend. "We need to call the police." Alexandra suggest. "No they wont believe me on what happen he came after me, well he tried to." Alexandra knows exactly what they are saying. "They would be believe you if you don't speak out." Alexandra is just trying to help. "Come on get real. He is a star athlete and me a nobody. We aren't exactly on the high end of the food chain. And well you know there is the whole its me thing." K looks down. Alexandra looks at K. "The truth is better then any lie i will fight for you K. Rape is not a maybe thing. If he tried it isn't right, it is perfectly normal for you to put up a fight." K sits there thinking of the options, what to do? "Call your mom please Alexandra. She will be able to help." Alexandra smiles calls her mom and then the cops.

     Alexandra and K told the cops everything that happened. The cops didn't want to listen, they couldn't believe that their star athlete could wanted K. Before you know it K was taken away, off to jail for murder. Alexandra couldn't believe what she was seeing. She really did believe the truth would help, her and her mother stood there hand in hand. "This is wrong, K didn't do anything wrong but yet this is happening." Alexandra mom hugs her. "Its time to take it to the most powerful people of all." Alexandra looks a little lost. "The Man?" Thinking her mom is talking about the jurisdictional system. "No to the public perception they decide everything."

    Alexandra stand in front of the jail with cameras on her. "Today i am here to speak out on a great injustice happening here today. In there they are holding my friend K. K defend agonist a rapist and won. The rapist is now dead and K is on trail. It doesn't matter your beliefs on many things. Rape is wrong. The only reason K is on trail is because K is a man. The cops didn't believe him, that a seemingly straight football player tried to rape him. If K stood for Karen and not Kevin, this would be a different story. But because Kevin is the male, he is be booked for a murder. Wrong he is a victim and we need to stop victim shaming. Like i said no matter your beliefs Kevin fought back and did the right thing. He called the cops and turned himself in. Never let your personal beliefs cloud your judgement of what is right. Gay or straight no one has the right to harm your body. Thank you for your time." I wish to say Kevin was let go. but this isn't a prefect world and he is doing life. Alexandra often wishes she would of just helped K hide the body. For even if the younger generation understands, it is still the old generation in power and there is nothing yet we can do to change that. Just teach our kids that no matter your beliefs EVERY HUMAN HAS A RIGHT TO PROTECT THEIR BODY!

Random Short story: Seashell in the mail

   I fear my eyes are playing tricks on me. How could this be? I have always thought of myself as reasonable. So how is it that I just seen what I just saw. Now not even my thought make sense. Maybe I just need to replay that day in my head. Let's see where might I begin?
    I got up like any other day. I got ready for work, nothing new always the same. It was when I was on my way to work, that is when I say her. She was standing there at the edge of the bridge with a smile on her face. I'm not sure why I stopped but I thought someone needed to help her. So I tired, "Are you okay?" I yelled as I got out of my car. She looked back at me an laughed. "I assure you I am more than okay." She doesn't seem like she is going to take her whole life, But then why is she standing at the edge of a bridge over a 100 or more foot drop over waters dark and deep. "Okay, do you mind coming down from there and talking to me?"  she continues to laugh. "Why are you afraid? I can hear the fear in your voice?" she is now turned around looking at me. I'm not sure what to tell her. "Well I'm afraid you're going to kill yourself. That you're going to jump off the bridge." she giggled and came down for the edge. "Why do you think jumping off leads to death? Did someone tell you that?"  I think she might be crazy now. It's just fact not much to think about. "That's just what happens when you jump off a bridge this high."  She look back at the edge and starts walking back to it.. Some how i lost her attention. "I use to think that once to. Are you sick of your life?" How could she be asking me that? I'm not the one standing at the edge of a bridge. "No I'm not i like my life just fine. Are you sick of your life?" She looks at me. "I didn't think i was. until one day I seen a girl standing at the edge of the bridge. I stopped to try and help her, i wasn't sure why but i did. When i told her life was worth live she laughed and said life on land is so ordinary. That she longed for the sea. A city down deep beneath where only the good can be. I didn't believe her and she said mother nature either embraces you or rejects you. All that passed away after jumping didn't pass the test. So there bodies showed up, unlike the rest. So she jumped and i was shocked. I looked down and there she was swimming she waved at me. Disappearing into the water. I couldn't shake that day, until yesterday when i got a letter  with a seashell in the mail from the girl. Inviting me to try. There is a place of peace deep beneath. I never seen how unhappy i was until her. I wasn't really living just being a slave to money. but there is no money deep beneath. I just have to pass the test. Am i good or am i bad?" Now I know she is crazy. She runs up to me and hugs me. Maybe she is coming to her senses. She lets me go and run to the edge and jumps.  I run after her and there she is in the water. She is swimming and yelling at me. "I passed!" She disappears into the water. 
   A year later and I had often thought of that crazy day and all the things she had said. Every day for me being exactly the same. Then today i got a letter in the mail with a sea shell. The letter is from the girl. She said to try my luck, to stand at the edge and look in to the dark sea. To have faith but do not jump. Not until a good soul shows up. Tell the good soul of this wonderland and the gates will open and I will have a better life. This is crazy. But here i am stand at the edge. Looking back at a very nice man. Time to jump wish me luck.

Random Short story: The man outside my window

   Everyday around lunch time i see a man sitting outside my office window. I just assumed the man was homeless. i never once thought much of it. Until one day i saw him sitting there with tear in his eyes. i felt horribly bad for him. So i went to buy him a sandwich i thought it might brighten his day. As i tried to hand it to him he looked up at me. "I'm not homeless." he explains. Now i feel even worse. "oh i'm sorry sir. your just always sitting out here." the man laughs at me and that was the first time i really looked at his clothing. He had on a suit, not the makings of a homeless man. "Well sir might i ask why you are out here almost every day?" the man once again laughed at me.  "You see the love of my life was kill here about 27 years ago." The man is visiting his wife's grave sight. "oh i see, do you mind if i asked what happen?"  he motioned toward the floor next to him for me to sit. "No i don't mind at all. You see before there were these business buildings here, there was a beautiful park and every sunday me and my wife would come here for a picnic. It was something we had start back when we were high school sweet hearts. i asked her to marry me here. And here is where she told me we were going to be parents after many many years of trying. yes this park is where it all happened." Wow i now feel like i am sitting on a piece of some ones history. A whole love story happen here.  "Sir that sound like a beautiful memory."  the tear once again filled his eyes. "Yes it was. Until the day muggers decide to take her life. leaving me to be a single father. which why i never come here." i didn't understand the man. i had seen him every day for the past month. "but sir your always here." i explain. "Your right i am lately. it because i am trying to face my cowardliness." I am lost and way to deep in this mans story to turn back  now. "How are you a coward sir?" his head sinks low. "well you see i could not be a father without her. so i gave up my daughter for adoption. and i never looked back." Now i understand a bit but not why he has come back. "Okay sir, but why now?"  he looks at me. "i found a love letter from my wife in her old things. A letter i wish i would of found years ago. A letter talking about how if i was to be with out her she would hope our children would be my world. So i looked up my daughter and found she works in that building. Right next to where her mother was killed. She has no idea that her history started here." i felt bad for the man. i couldn't help but hug him. We both got up and he left. Weeks went by and the man never came back. The story some how stuck with me. So one day i told my parents the story of the man. Their reaction i didn't expect. My mother started to cry. That when my dad told me, I was adopted. That the man out side the window was my real dad.