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  • We had been driving forEVER and were finally in Chicago. If we'd been driving, why did we have to go find the car? Dad and I crossed the street toward the parking garage and I realized how exhausted I was. Dad was saying something about the convertible on the back of the tow truck but I didn't care.
  • The space station was run by such a cute man but he didn't have any interest in me. Maybe it was because I was Russian. Maybe he thought of me as just one of the boys. I checked myself in the mirror when I heard him opening the hull. My hair was sleek and short but it did kind of did make me look like a boy. He came into the room. "Do you know what I like best about you?"   I snorted. My boyish good looks?  He just kept talking.
  • I showed them all the stuff in the fridge.   Seriously. While I'm gone I want you to finish all this crap. It's good, my dad made it. There are peaches in the freezer. Seriously! I want this gone by the time I get home. I mean it! Just shove something in your mouth and CHEW!    He looked at me worriedly, then grinned. "Welcome to Texas."
  • She was beautiful. Why was she in my dorm room? We shared something but I don't know what it was.
  • Someone had given me a recipe for "Fred" and I wanted to try it at Thanksgiving, but there wasn't enough turkey left and I was out of vodka.
  • I was bored, so I went to a house a few doors down. The man who lived there had an above-ground pool, so I went in it. The man had a few friends there; all of them were graying bald men at least twice my age. One of them kept trying to lift me up by the ankles so I would fall back into the water, but I resisted. My thrashing made gigantic waves in the pool. One of the men playfully threw another against the side of the pool, and the pool collapsed. The wife of the man who lived there was upset; she kept saying "It's not funny!" I disagreed, but I just told her to be glad that nobody was hurt. This calmed her down. My uncle and cousin were in the garage, discussing how to repair the pool.

  • I was at my mom's house, drinking cheap wine mixed with Diet Sprite. It looked like Cherry 7-Up, but it tasted disgusting, so I couldn't finish it.

  • I'm having trouble sleeping, because something is brushing against me. I move to the very edge of the bed, but I can still feel it. Did my sister put her pet lizard in my bed again?

    Note: My sister lives 20 miles away, and has never had a lizard.

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