Empty Streets No More

Candia Urban Lounge

Slow down, she cried. The streets were empty. A strict curfew was in force. We can't slow down, he whispered. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward. He couldn't leave her behind. She was his world. She had taught him to believe that everything could go back to what it was. That's when he saw them. The three red orbs, scanning the alleyway. He instinctively covered her body with his, right before they fired. Years later, she told their child, now the leader of a democratic country, the story of that day when they had to run and hide.

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Bubble Wrap

Milk Wood

 The bubble wrap, he said, we must make sure this book is well protected before we ship it off. Everyone hurried around, mostly just trying to look busy. Where's the bubble wrap? Finally, someone said that they had none left. Go buy some more?! They all ran out of the room. He waited, and waited. The book mumbled. He was startled. The book mumbled some more. What? I can protect myself, it said. He was stunned. How?! That's when everyone came rushing back. Bubble wrap! The book sort of sneezed and tragically everyone collapsed. The book clearly didn't like plastic.

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The Noisiest Place in the Universe

 

Edo Japan Kitamachi

This is the noisiest place in the universe, he said. There was absolutely no sound in the tunnel, except for their voices. She winced. You can't hear it? He's nuts, she thought. Look! Two small figures appeared. Who?! He pointed up. They said that this is the noisiest place they have visited. They had to hide in this tunnel. They were going nuts out there. Let's go for a ride. And they all did, to the quietest place in the universe, where everyone waved. She wasn't sure whether they waved hello or goodbye to the noisiest creatures in the universe.

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Dear, Everyone...

 

Milk Wood

"Dear Everyone, I..." And that was it. The letter was never completed. The police tried to figure it out. Everyone? Who? What statement would follow that lonely "I"? And where was the author of the letter? The police searched the house. They searched around the house. They canvassed the entire neighborhood. They opened emergency phone lines. The tips were worthless. After a month, the police gave up. A year later, a neighbor received a letter saying "I remember now." No sender address, no fingerprints, no DNA, no clues. Just that one line, written in the unmistakable handwriting of his neighbor.

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Twist

 

BCC

Write the story of your life, they said. It'll be a success. And she wrote the story. It wasn't fine and it wasn't a success. Why? Because the story had one character. She was the main and only character. Her story wasn't that interesting, she thought. Born to a family of crazy people. Small town, crazy school. Moved to the big city and got a fancy job that paid well. Then, she decided to write her story. The intrusive thoughts took over and she was done. The moment she jumped off the bridge, she thought "I'm crazy enough to fly".

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