Tag: 250 words
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Drunk
“Let me tell you about the first time I ever got drunk,” I heard my father start into his oft-told story and could imagine exactly what he was doing at this very moment. I knew he was picking up his wine glass in his left hand as he leaned back into his favorite chair. Which…
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Bones
The skeletons in my mother’s closet were enormous. I managed to find most of her secrets when I was diving headfirst into my most rebellious years as a teenager. The first time she caught me sneaking out and grounded me for a month was the first time I really started going through everything we had…
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Rome
I always hated when my parents told me “Rome wasn’t built in a day, you know.” Clearly. All I wanted was to be able to live my life without them hovering over my shoulder with every decision I made. All I wanted to do was to go on a vacation by myself. All I wanted…
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The Donation
When the donation first came through, I immediately started crying. I had never needed help more than I needed it right now. I had never asked for money before, for help before, but my situation was dire. Everything had started when Mario smashed my car into a tree. He wasn’t supposed to be driving, but…
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College Life
I was short on patience as I stared at Blake. He was on the edge of making one of the biggest decisions of his life, but instead of reading through the materials the college had sent him, he was opening a beer. This was the chance we had been waiting for and he was opening…
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The Ocean
I had never wanted to go to the ocean, but here I was. Sitting in the sun, staring at the waves, wondering what I was going to do next. Andrew was behind me, staring at the same ocean, but I knew he wasn’t thinking about the same thing I was. He was happy to be…
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Information Highway
By the time I had known Jared for almost a year, I was finally starting to get suspicious. Suspicious that he would only meet me under the cover of darkness. I knew he was in the tech world, and he supposedly kept a secret and “ancient” network across several oceans running at all hours of…
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Criminal Underworld
“I need to clear the air. I am not the whistleblower, but I know this is what needs to be done.” I talked to my reflection. I was the newest reporter at the Sentinel and I knew I had the biggest deadline of the year sitting on my desk. The list of officials who were…