When you die, you are reincarnated as the item you value the most. It was an utterly ridiculous concept, one which Peter Anderson had scoffed …
A Hundred Dollar Bill
Short Stories
Hush
Moonlight seeps in through the gaps between the clouds, a welcome luminosity against the sky, dark and dreary as per usual. A chilling breeze grazes past Maria’s cheek, and she digs her nails into her palms to stop herself from shuddering, leaving little, crescent-shaped indents in them.
Getting Your Nails Done
“-and would you like some more tea, Mr Bear? Yes, of course you would. Here you are- careful, it’s hot!”
Always Near, Never Far
“We may have our differences, but nothing’s more important than family.” – Miguel, from Coco
Eliyah let out a frustrated groan as she reached the front of the kitchen sink. She was about to begin the task of washing her lunch tupperware until her eyes caught sight of another similar tupperware, but of a different colour. While her one was a fiery brick red, the one in the sink was that of a steel blue.
‘Why can’t he just listen for once?’ she thought as she heaved a weary sigh, feeling irritation creep into her system.
Ada
Autumn 2050, the 14th Dalai Lama was finally returning back to his home country. He had lived all these years to see his country free again and now at 115 years old, he had come back. The frail old man could be seen on TV everywhere, as people all around the world witnessed this historical moment. Tibet was now a free country and this was a day to be remembered for many years to come.
League of Love
“Oh. My. God. Al, you will not believe where he is taking me tonight.”
There was a long-suffering sigh from the other end of the phone line. “Let me guess. The Eiffel Tower?”
“Wh- no!” Lucy said indignantly, before pausing to consider the idea. “Although, now that I think about it, that would be the absolute dream-”
“Just spill it already.”
The Glow amongst Darkness
“Citizens of the land, free from all forms of discrimination.” As if the constitution ever mattered. The welfare of the minorities amounted to nothing. They were difficult people to caucus with. An insane few even tabled a bill that identified every minority as a second class citizen, a breaking point for moderate senators across the country. Cracks within the ruling coalition presented an opportunity. Enough with enriching the elite, a revolution was due.
Even if it meant losing a loved one.
The Cost of Integrity
The sudden eruption of applause brought Yusef back to his senses.
A shower of confetti rained onto the stage, a clear signal for him to make an appearance. Despite the three long rehearsals from the day before, he still could not make his legs move the rest of his body out of the comforts of backstage. His heart beat painfully against his chest, like a bird trying to escape its cage.
You’re Still The One
Looks like we made it
Look how far we’ve come my baby
We mighta took the long way
We knew we’d get there someday
“I think that’s the last of it,” Aaron commented, placing the box on the dining table.
“Make sure to lock the door,” Holly said while she arranged the cutleries neatly in their respective drawers.
Untitled
My dear reader,
If you could change the world with a drop of ink, would you?
Because if all the ink I have left is the blood flowing in my veins, then I’ll tell a story till they find my drained corpse on the floor.
Despite my resolve, the uncertainties still cause my fingers to shake and my mind to be clouded with doubt.
I don’t know what came over me to write this letter. I don’t even know if this will get anywhere. However, if by chance, someone is reading this—if you are reading this… well, these words would serve as my last. Quite unfortunate, I would say. But then again, is there really any point in telling you? After all, humans couldn’t care less when it comes to the well-being of people they do not know.