Tag: sabotage

  • The Campout

    I had been waiting for this camping trip for weeks.  Months even.  Ever since I had heard about the trip through the grapevine at school, I had been preparing.  I had finally started walking again.  I was slow and unsteady at first, but now I was walking up the hills in our neighborhood without ever…

  • Elect

    I was desperate to be elected class president.  It was everything I had worked and dreamed for.  I knew I would finally be accepted if I could only win at something.  And that something had to be the presidency.  Otherwise, all of my plans would be for naught.  Everything had started when I was in…

  • Power and Beauty

    My sister was very good at getting everything she wanted.  She used her beauty to wow those around her into doing exactly what she needed.  She was smart and beautiful and had the confidence to lead them on.  And the ability to never feel remorse over her actions. Me? I was the homely and kind…

  • Quiet

    “At least it will be quiet when we get there.  Nobody should be at work on Saturday so there won’t be any questions about what happened.”  I listened to Tyler as I tried to look grateful and happy.  The truth was, I didn’t think this was the place for me anymore.  Long story short, Jeff…

  • Former Fiancée

    I watched Ted walk across campus and I knew our relationship was over.  I just needed to decide when and how I was going to be able to tell Ted.  At one point, I had really liked him and wanted to let him down easy, but if things kept on how they were, that was easier said than done.  Ted was the…

  • Sabotage

    “Nothing about this seems right,” I said out loud.  I quickly glanced around to see if anyone had heard me.  The Community Art Competition was next week and I had finally gotten enough courage to enter a few of my pieces.  The competition was probably the most important one of my fledgling, not-quite-started career and I didn’t really want anyone to realize…

  • Sharp Tongues

    My neighbor was one of the kindest people I knew.  I didn’t know how she did it, but I had never heard a negative word come out of her mouth.  She was the one I always went to for advice and I often turned to her instead of my own mother.  My mother talked trash about Janet’s yard,…