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The Raft

Memories of summer can last forever

"I can't!" My voice, high and strident, carries out across the water. "Sure you can; come on, try." My sister's voice, low and calm, comes to me clearly. "No, I can't." "But you did last year." Last year. Perhaps. But this is now, and I know I cannot do it. I don't answer her. "Come on, just try." Still no answer. "Do you want me to come and get you?" My teeth are chattering together...Read On

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Love's Transition

From love’s lie to love’s truth.

I felt numb. I needed clean clothes and a shower. I felt.... dirty. I needed to stop seeing Billy entwined with that woman as though their two bodies were one. The harder I tried not to think about it, the more I saw all the details in my head. I could still see her legs lifted across his shoulders. I could still hear the primitive sounds of their passion escaping their throats and her...Read On

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My Thoughts - Mortality and Death

“Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its students.” Hector Berlioz

I have been encouraged by friends to write this. Some friends said it would be good for me and some said it might help others that are in similar circumstances. I’m not sure about either reason, but these are smart people and I trust them. I hope this doesn't upset anyone. I don’t want to cause distress to any of my friends here on Stories Space. I was concerned this might not be appropriate...Read On

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Splash!

On the golf course you can’t always iron out your differences.

Dreamcatcher, Larry, wrote a story last month ‘I’m Arnold Palmer’ which reminded me of a joke; Jesus and Moses were playing golf one day. They approached a par three hole where the green was located on an island in a large pond. The green was accessed by a long pathway from the left side of the green to the shore. It was a fairly long shot from the tee to the green across the pond....Read On

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Love's Transition - Chapter 3

You can’t change your heart, but you can change your mind.

“It's not hard to make decisions when you know what your values are.” Roy Disney Lying in bed, I wait for the doctor to let me go home. An IV is in my arm attached to a bag hanging next to my bed. The slow drip of the liquid seems in time with my beating heart. The room is a light pastel yellow, cheerful but not overstated. A large tree is right outside my window overlooking...Read On

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Is The Human Gene Pool Being Invaded?

Invasion of gene pool

Is The Human Gene Pool Being Invaded ? Is the human race tottering on the brink of an all out gene pool invasion? It would seem so, yes! When greatly respected Harvard Professors take the worldwide phenomenon of alien abduction seriously, and when these highly decorated researchers cite up to 3% of some populations being involved in unexplained paranormal seizure, and when they voice...Read On

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Even The Clocks Stopped

Honoring a promise is harder than we realise, but it is a necessary tool in the healing process.

The rickety old porch swing creaks under my weight as I rock myself gently to and fro. The sound comforts me as it rips harshly into the painful silence of the night. A nerve-numbing tingle spreading through me from the hard wooden slats reminds me of just how long the drive up here was. I shift uneasily, my hand wrapped protectively around the brass key that will unlock the door to a place...Read On

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Love's Transition - Chapter 4

“Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.” Mineko Iwasaki

After throwing Billy out of my room and my life, I lay in my bed and reflected on my life. I remembered the best moments and of my life and Doug was there. I relived, reluctantly but honestly, the worst times and Doug helped me though most of them. Being with him made things better. I had abandoned him. Why did I do that? In retrospect, it was sheer stupidity. Blinded by the promise...Read On

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First Step for Apotheosis

The sky is the limit only for those who aren't afraid to fly!

The Earth Alliance explorer class ship EAS Apotheosis cruised through the endless void at speeds unimaginable only a decade ago. The mark III PNP drive (pumped neutrino propulsion) moved the ship almost one million two hundred thousand miles per second, or six point four times the speed of light. With the realization of the PNP drive, humankind had entered a completely new realm of...Read On

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If Ignorance is Bliss...

If ignorance is bliss, then ignoring someone can be blissful...

The first day of June that year had ushered in a heat wave that, as it turned out, would last for three months. No one knew it then of course, which was just as well. We all struggled through the hot, muggy days, shuttling back and forth from air-conditioned homes to air-conditioned workplaces, usually by means of air-conditioned transportation. It was supposed to be the best time of year and...Read On

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First Run of the Day

The first downhill run of the day would stay with Amanda forever.

First Run of the Day Amanda started to move forward on her skis. She crested the brow of the slope, feeling a rush of excitement and power flow through her as she gained confidence and speed. The run was difficult, steep, dangerous and hers, only hers. Soon she was accelerating, flying along, the world a blur around her. It felt as though she were being lifted in the air, literally...Read On

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Last Day Aboard Ship - chapter 2

It has gone from bad, to worse, to just plain sucks and he still hasn't finish a cup of phachie.

I said, “It appears to be a tadar transmission, but it can’t be.” Pointing at the contradictory information I continued, “See here, the tachyon wave pattern is way off norm. This pattern is completely inefficient. The prototype tadars installed almost eighty years ago operated better than this. The power readings are crinkled too.” As Denton evaluated my findings, my concentration wandered...Read On

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Last Day Aboard Ship - chapter 7

It’s the willingness to sacrifice yourself for others that is heroic, not the action itself.

Romero looked at me and said, “This is my bitch to slap. Get to your lifepod. I’ll buy the time you all need.” I waited a moment. “Ensign, get your ass out of here and kiss my girl for me when you get planet-side.” I asked him, “Which planet?” “Any, sir! I have a girlfriend on every one!” Just like a jarhead to have a woman on every planet and station. He was a brave man. We both knew if...Read On

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(I Do Not Like) The Orange Man

A humorous take on the U.S. presidential race, told in the style of Dr. Seuss

Pardon me, miss, have you time for a poll? No, not today. I'm out for a stroll. That's okay, ma'am, while you stroll I can poll! All right, I suppose, if you poll while I stroll... Do you plan to vote in the presidential race? Oh, yes! Not voting is a terrible disgrace! Tell me a bit as to how you'll choose— If you could, please share your views! Well— I do not like the...Read On

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Our Story

Just pondering and wanted to share a thought.

As I sit and ponder my life, there are still times of real clarity. I have lived a lot. Thoughts come to me that I want to put down. Maybe I can look back on them or my family, especially my grandchildren, can read them, so they may have a better idea of who I was before I was sick. I will try to keep it short and try not to be preachy. So here I go. * * * * * * * * When we first...Read On

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The Secret Life of Bellingham Sam

Meet Sam, a fellow with an active imagination, a lust for life and a real knack for storytelling...

  This story contains mature themes * * * Sam was startled — and annoyed — by the blaring of a car horn while he sat parked along with a thousand other drivers on Interstate 5. What exactly did the genius expect to accomplish by honking here when the logjam was well out of sight, probably several miles ahead? He shook his head. Not a local, that’s for sure, he reflected...Read On

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Fade to Black

The winter solstice would be a long night indeed for these wise guys

  Connor Mulrooney sauntered into the members-only back room of the North Philly Irish Pub with his usual swagger, grabbed a Guinness and settled into a seat that may as well have held a Reserved sign. His chair, the one he always occupied during their weekly gatherings, notably sat right next to Billy’s — not that Connor or anyone else expected the boss to show up. He rarely did anymore,...Read On

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SANTAPEDIA: Anti-Child Attitudes at the North Pole in the 1950’s

A union’s proposal jeopardizes child safety.

Overview Credible Christmas historians have long known that the North Pole was not always a child-friendly place. This was evident in the early 1950’s, when resentment over impossible Christmas Eve toy delivery schedules was intense. On February 11, 1952, the rancorous “This ain’t milk and cookies…” negotiating session took place at the North Pole. The following reconstruction of part of...Read On

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Seriously, She Ain't Loyal

And, here you are just waiting and waiting and...

A friend of mine is having a hard time. His no love, no job, no idea what to do with myself state is getting to him. Hope is on the horizon. I'm absolutely sure of this for him. Why, because he's my friend and my love does wonders. In the meantime…Blah, blah, blah. Survival is tough mentally.  My advice to him: Write.  He’s talented. It is a side thing for him, I know. However, writing is...Read On

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The Wait

The instructions said to wait, so she waited. It was something she did quite well; Lord knows she'd had plenty of practice. Sometimes it seemed she did little else besides wait. Just a few more minutes now. But how many minutes, hours, days, years of her life had she wasted waiting, hoping, praying — all for naught? Enough! Today it would stop. Today she would move forward, no matter...Read On

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Dancing to Ray Charles: Ch 02, Hot Fries and Cold Beer

Cruising and talking about life, two women, and one mixed-up guy.

He’d left the dance early, needing to be alone, to think, to sort out his emotions. Then he got hungry. The one place still open was the all-night, Hilltop Café Motel and Truck Stop. With the country club dance still going on, the over air-conditioned, neon lighted café seemed empty. A few couples were sitting in the back booths. None looked familiar. Out-of-town kids, he guessed. A lot of...Read On

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Christmas Eve 2064: Almost Everyone Gets the Right Gift

Christmas is eco-friendly, gift giving is a breeze, families are close, and almost all are happy.

“Daddy, he is soooooooo beautiful!” my eight-year-old daughter Susie cooed. He was. The magnificent white unicorn was on his hind legs. His long mane was flowing, embedded diamonds in his horn twinkled in the moonlight, and his whinnying was reverberating throughout our family room. Susie was in my lap. Her gorgeous blue eyes were open wide and she was smiling from ear to ear. “I think...Read On

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Ten Things to do

Lists, lists, lists: who needs them? Who ever follows through with them?

Ten things to do on a cold Saturday in May when it feels as though winter has returned, and the snow has fallen as low as 400 meters: 1: Drink your coffee from a pretty cup and saucer, rather than a mug. 2: Read some of your friends stories, then vote and comment on them. 3: Round up the stack of books you've been meaning to read, arrange them in order of preference, then lie down under...Read On

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Beverly on the Bayou

Beverly arrives at the township of Timothy.

The small town of Timothy was quite different than Beverly Arceneaux expected. On her way down from Baton Rouge, the Acadian communities were dirty and absent of business or population. In Timothy, by contrast, the main street was active and tidy. The small town hall had a landscaped front lawn and down the road was a nice family park. There was even a new diner that had apparently opened...Read On

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Ephemeral II

Squaring the Circle of Confusion

 

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If I Badmouth My Ex In The Forest but Nobody Hears…?

WARNING!! POLITICALLY INCORRECT, FOUL, GRAPHIC IMAGES!! Zen vs. animosity.

Many years ago an acquaintance asked me, “Do you hate your ex-wife?” “Of course not!” I replied as we strolled about the grounds. “Why would you think that?” “Well,” he responded, “she deserted you for a younger man, but still got alimony, child support, the house, car, kids, and dog in the divorce settlement. As I recall, your wages were garnished. And if you ever do retire, she will...Read On

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Breathless

Decisions, decisions...

Okay, so we’re supposed to write this ninety-nine word story and — well, it doesn’t hafta be exactly ninety-nine words, it can be less — but anyway, I don’t know what to write about and it’s due tomorrow, so I’m thinking maybe I could tell about the time Grandma took me to tea at a fancy hotel and they served strawberries and cream mixed with maple syrup, but I don’t know if I can describe...Read On

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The Girl

A Young Girl's Hope

Reader Discretion Advised The story you are about to read contains mature language and themes. By choosing to read this piece, you agree that you are 18 or older and do not object to such content.  * * * A young girl of only sixteen, with no love or care from home. Only knowing anger and hate, parents who never wanted her, she runs. She thinks she'll get all she truly needs, if...Read On

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Too Late

Life's too short...

An intro to a story I am working on...  They buried me today. Everyone always told me that this was how it would end for me. I never believed that it would. I was more than just street-smart; I was smart. I was young and vibrant. Charmed and charming. Untouchable. I remember mum saying, “Your thoughts and actions are what define you, Stanley.” I called it bullshit to her face. How...Read On

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The Darkest Night - Part Two

Not all tales can be found in books, but all myths are born of truth.

The woodsman had many talents, but caring for newly-born baby girls was not among them, so he did the only thing he could think of – he took the child to the village church. The pastor’s wife was in the garden picking tomatoes for their breakfast when he rushed from the woods holding the screaming bundle. “Oh Lord! What is this, Tom?” She rushed from the tomato beds and took the child from...Read On