Imagine the FollowingA Story by CK_85Imagine
the following: Two boys are
playing multiplayer CoD at midnight. One of the boys kills the other in the
game, prompting the newly deceased to give a push of friendship to the
murderer. The hitman laughs and gives his friend a friendly push back.
Escalating it, the other boy drops the controller and pushes back with two
hands. The friendly pushing match turns into friendly wrestling. The boy who
got killed pins the other to the ground, counting to 5 out loud. After 5 sounds,
he realizes that the other didn’t fight back. A moment of still silence gives way
to their first kiss.
Imagine the
following: A soldier who’s
been suffering from severe PTSD recently acquired a severe case of Parkinson’s
disease. He goes over to one of his old platoon member’s house. He moved to his
state because he didn’t see a point in going back to his hometown. After a
solid 30 minutes of sympathetic talking, the other soldier decided that some
desserts might temporarily lift his spirits. He brings out a plate of sugar
cookies, in which the soldier in question takes two with shaky hands and
consumes them, and only them, as he knows he still has to pass his physical
fitness tests in a month or so. After 30 more minutes, he notices that not only
are his hands stiller than a statue, but also that he’s no longer getting
flashbacks prompted by his PTSD. His blood brother admits that they’re laced,
and for the next four hours, he finally feels normal again.
Imagine the
following: A successful
middle-class woman is very unsatisfied with her life. After getting cheated on
by her husband, she filed for divorce. Now with no kids, no husband, and no
time for friends, she’s completely alone. Though she’s tried to fill her life
with meaning through hobbies, she dropped them all after two weeks. Pushed to
the brink, she finds herself standing on the metal supports at the edge of the
Golden Gate Bridge. With a note taped next to her, she jumps from the ledge.
She comes to in a hospital with nobody in sight, yet everybody in mind.
Imagine the
following: A wife of a
professor is reading the newest New York Time’s Best Seller. Her gripping story
is interrupted by a suspicion that something is off. She checks each window,
and makes sure that each door is locked. She always was a little paranoid. Her
nerves rested as her eyes rested back on the pages. After a calm minute of
reading, she stands up stiff when she hears the sounds of glass breaking. She
pulls the Glock 17 out from under the couch and meanders upstairs to
investigate. The still, black night was illuminated by the sound and colors of
the police sirens. © 2017 CK_85 |
StatsAuthorCK_85Buffalo, NYAboutI write stories, unorthodox snippets of prose, as well as hip-hop lyrics. more..Writing
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