Category: 100 words

  • The Kidnap

    I hoped the auto repair shop would have my best interests in mind.  I was  looking for my father and Middleham Motors was the last place he’d been seen.  Even just getting to this point had been a struggle.  My mother had disappeared from my life when I was only 9 months old and I had seen – with…

  • Life in the Big City

    When I first moved to the city, I felt claustrophobic every minute of every day.  My bedroom was just big enough to hold a double bed and a tiny desk. I had never been one to hold onto material objects and it was serving me well.  Until now, I hadn’t been happy about the move.  The early morning fog…

  • Acceleration

    I always knew the fireplace would be a problem.  Jake obsessed with fire and he hated to clean.  Or at least said he always ‘forgot’ to clean.  I was left with making sure the chimney was clean and nothing easily ignitable was within a few feet of the fire.  The night I came home with the firetrucks filling my front yard, I already had…

  • Rain

    The rain started coming down in waves.  I held my keys in one hand hoping to be able to make a mad dash for my car.  I needed to get home before the real thunder and lightning started.  If I was gone from home too long, I knew I would come home to a house that was completely destroyed. …

  • Passion

    The passion in the artist’s eyes made me long for what I once had.  I once felt like I belonged to a group – to a community – but now I am not so sure.  It really started the weekend of my first “unofficial” show.  My then boyfriend (also a starving artist) had set me up…

  • Mother of Beauty

    I always wanted to be exactly like my mother.  She was the nicest person I had ever met and was always surrounded by people.  I wanted to be just like her, but the more I tried, the more I felt my own spirit drifting away.  Drifting away to drown.  I found myself drowning in regret…

  • Housewife

    I knew my mother wanted to stay at home and be a housewife.  As I headed off to work every morning, I felt a twinge of jealousy as I watched her leisurely drinking her second cup of coffee.  I often wondered if she ever got bored staying home all did.  Then I caught myself – did she actually stay home…

  • The Wall

    I always wished I had my brother’s room.  As the only outgoing member of the family, I wanted the room with the French doors that opened into the backyard.  My parents had a strict curfew of ten o’clock, but who could get anything done before then?  I wanted to stay out all night and not…

  • Exactly

    I knew exactly what was going to happen.  And I knew exactly what time it was going to happen.  My mother had never been good at keeping secrets and I was not good at surprises.  We both knew this and my sister often had to run interference.  I didn’t even know how she could be my mother since there was…

  • Jackson

    The whole experience made me bang my head against my desk.  Jackson had a way of pushing every button I felt was off limits.  I never knew if he was doing it on purpose or not, but the way he continued to push, he had to know how I felt.  Even when I tried to avoid him, he…