Pet Peeves:

 

            She hated when people her age called her “honey” or “sweety,” when people left dirty spoons in the sink, when people draw hearts on top of their i’s, when people commented on others’ clothes just to receive a complement themselves, when people hung the toilet roll from back to front, when people have fake tans, and when people double dip. She hated when people loved life, because she hated hers.

 

Life:

 

            Tomorrow, he would go. Depart. Leave. Forever. Today he would be happy. Content. Pleased. Excited. Forever he would love. Deeply. Madly. Always. Never would he see her again. Deserted. Lonely. Alone. Nothing more to live for.

 

Bob:

 

            Bob sold cars for a living. He always thought he made enough money until his wife lost her job to spend more time with him and now she depended on him financially. He always worried about being financially stable so he worked twice as long and twice as hard. His wife, Cara, felt lonely, dismissed without him. She never understood why he felt that money would make her happy. She now has a job. But this has been going on for ten years. She wishes everyday she never lost her job in the first place.

 

 

Beauty Shop:

            I always babysat as a teenager. For neighbors, family, friends. I would always do the same routine with them. Cook them dinner, watch a movie, tuck them into bed. Then while they’re sleeping, I would go into their room and cut some of their hair and tape it to my journal when I got home. This way I will always remember the kids I babysat for.

 

 

Thank you:

 

            When you left, I finally got to know my mother. I am fifty years old and didn’t know my own mother because you kept me from her. She has lived longer because of my relationship with her. I never got to know her until you passed away. It is the best gift you ever gave me.  Thank you.

 

Lawrence:   

 

            Lawrence never understood why his parents wouldn’t let him play with his sister’s dollhouse. It was so much more fun than his action figures. He got to role-play and decorate when he played with the dollhouse. He is now thirty-five and hasn’t talked to his parents in five years and has never felt more alive.

 

 

 

Dreams Sometimes Come True:

            Sam and his sister Eleanor were seeking treasures on the beaches of Hawaii, when they found a gold jar. They opened it up and a spirit came out to grant them three wishes.            

            He said “in order for the wishes to be granted they must be realistic.”

Sam said, “Ok.. My first one is to find a hundred dollars on the ground. My second one is to have live in a mansion when I am older. And my third one is to go to college.”

The spirit replies, “Oh sorry, I forgot to tell you, your wishes won’t be granted if you are selfish and don’t give your sister any wishes, too bad maybe next time. Bye.”

 

Scripts:

            I never loved him. While he looked into my eyes I only saw past him. I became an actress, sometimes wife sometimes lover. He knew that. While we spent our life reading scripts, he never thought it would come to the words, the end.

 

Inside:

 

Jake was considered big man on campus. He “had” everything: perfect grades, pretty girlfriend, looks, and athleticism. Everyone looked up to him. All who knew him loved him. Three days before graduation, Jake committed suicide. No one ever knew why or how. But in his goodbye letter he wrote it doesn’t matter how others see you, it matters most how you see yourself.

 

Web of Life:

Connie was worked for her former husband Julian. Julian’s new wife Sandra had three kids before she met Julian, and there names where Catie, James and Samantha. Samantha later grew up to work for her Uncle Carl’s law firm, where she met her boyfriend John. John and Samantha were together for eight years until he broke her heart when Samantha found out that John was having an affair with another lawyer Sarah. Then Sarah ran off with John leaving Samantha alone and depressed. Samantha decided to finally put herself out there again and she met Connor. Connor was a nice man from upstate New York with lots of money and a fancy car. Samantha and Connor later got married to have one kid named Jennifer.

 

Saturdays:

Saturdays weren’t like any other day. She’d take her pill and go to sleep and not wake up, not even a peep. But when she did, she sprouted up. Like a little doggy pup. She would laugh and smile and stay awhile until her pill gave up. Then she would go back to sleep. Her mind would slowly begin to weep. Because the pill was too much for her she had to go back to being Lucifer.

 

 

Prom:

            What to wear, halter or strapless? Practice walking in high heel shoes, gold or silver? Hair dos, hair up or down? Makeup, natural or fierce? Nails, red or pink?

Cameras clicking. Parents “ooeing.” Dancing. Sweating. Mascara running. Shoes off. Blisters. Drunks sent home. Decisions made. Prom is over. Next event. Graduation. Hair up or hair down?...

 

May 1st:

Tomorrow is my grandma’s birthday. It’s been five years since she’s passed away. When I think of her, I think of spring and new beginnings. She told us before she passed away that “when you see a humming bird think of me.” Today is cold, cloudy and rainy. I hope I see a hummingbird.

 

Deception:

            She always loved secrets. The whispers, the carefully planned destinations, the late night phone calls, the subtle gestures, the fear of getting caught, the thought that she was desired. But all that changed when she got married. And suddenly the clues made it obvious that she was the one being played.

 

Fantasies:

Church bells ringing, incense burning, pious people, crammed pews, organs blaring, singing hymns, babies crying, Sunday dresses, preachers sermon, my mind escaping, hypnotic setting, perfect fodder for erotic fantasy.

 

 

 

Guilty Pleasure:

            I am twenty-four years old and work for a non-profit organization against animal rights. I have fought for this cause for four years and it’s something I am very passionate about. Before people meet me, many think that I am one of those non-girly girls who is a vegan and only wears clothes that smell bad and that I don’t wear makeup and like to go all natural. But I am quite the opposite, although I am a vegan, I shop at very “normal” places. And although I don’t buy makeup that is tested on animals, I have no problem stealing it.