Christmas Special

Amar

Sit down and close your eyes. Listen to the sounds of the season. They’ll ask questions, many questions. The glitter on your nose? DIY presents. The wound on your thumb? Damn sharp box cutter. The red on your hands? Painting stuff red. There should be some green somewhere. The purple bite on your lower lip? An over-excited kisser who spotted mistletoe and plunged into your arms. The ripped Rudolph-sweater? An over-zealous security guard at the entrance of the building. Nothing much. You’re not even angry that he destroyed your favorite Christmas sweater. But, remember, whatever they say, deny it all.

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Dark

Milk Wood

Passports, check. Boarding time, check. “Here we go!” Flying wasn't always an easy endeavor but the enthusiasm was big. A small group united in their will to win, as they had so many times in a recent past. They kept their eyes on their future, as they should. Then, a horrifying twist of fate put an end to everything. It put an end to lives... Children lost their fathers, wives lost their husbands. Mothers and fathers, families, friends, had to mourn their loved ones. It was raining. The pages of the passport fluttered in the strong wind amongst the wreckage.

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Scream

Milk Wood

The old man reached out his hand. No one paid attention to him. They wanted nothing to do with an odd-smelling bum.

The old man put his hand down and waited for someone else to walk by. Then he reached out his hand once more. Everyone avoided him.

Finally, a young man walked closer and stood right in front of him.

The old man reached out his hand and the man shook it. Then, he pulled the old man closer and gave him a hug.

The old man smiled.

“I had a scream stuck in my throat. You changed that.”

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Moment

Home

The lights by the pink boxes took her back.

It was a rainy day.

She complained that she needed sun, that she absolutely abhorred winter.

He smiled. It wasn't even winter yet but he knew her well.

He grabbed one of the boxes and said there was something special in it. She played along.

Inside the box, a string of white lights was neatly stored away.

When he plugged them, they flickered happily.

Here’s the sun for you, he said.

The lights stayed on since that day. And the sun was his smile offering her a string of white lights.

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