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I couldn’t dwell on his behavior, it would set us back and we were already lagging way behind everyone else. So I made the executive decision and shot him in the leg. Instead of the expected gasp of disbelief, I got an unexpected round of applause.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.23.2012 @ 11:42 am
I was keen on registering for some of these courses which were mean to save my academic career. I was lost and was rubbish at waking up in the morning. I’d missed the second day of late enrollment and only had tomorrow to look forward to. My life was an unrailed train wreck.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.19.2012 @ 9:57 am
My portrait didn’t fit in the frame he’s owned since before we met. He’s reserved it for the day he’d marry his one true love, a type of shrine to a man he hadn’t known anywhere else but in his dreams.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.17.2012 @ 10:56 pm
It wasn’t up to me this time. I had enough and put the ball in his court. I packed my things and left to Japan. I was sure I would make enough friends to make me popular since I didn’t really know the language. If he wanted me, really wanted me, then he would have to climb through heaven and hell to find me.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.13.2012 @ 4:48 pm
I couldn’t understand why she would do this to me. Why she thought it was okay to lay this piece of information on me when I was on the brink of a nervous breakdown. I couldn’t breath. I rarely could anymore. But at this moment it had become painful to do so.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.13.2012 @ 12:06 pm
I would do anything to switch bodies with the beautiful men on the magazines. Any magazine would do. I hated myself. I couldn’t bring a memory to mind of when my body wasn’t my enemy. Of when I didn’t feel inferior to everyone around me who was so beautiful.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.12.2012 @ 12:55 am
There was too much noise to truly understand why she was dumping me. Why she couldn’t stay and help me now that I needed her more than ever before. The drilling and excavating of the construction workers kept me from hearing the long list of flaws she just couldn’t live with anymore.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.10.2012 @ 6:34 pm
It was early in the morning and my ankles cracked as my feet reached for the floor. It was their way of yawning.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.08.2012 @ 9:51 am
It was cold and I was alone. I had no idea where I was or how I got here or how to safely pull these tubes out from my body. I couldn’t yell although I was terrified of this sterile blue room.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.07.2012 @ 10:58 am
I had to find peace with him. This couldn’t end with me losing my stronghold. My men were weak, but my wife implored that I not ceasefire. She had a secret Ace I’d never known about. She finally let me into her room of potions where she was brewing the most ghastly spell to defeat our enemies. I wanted to believe she could do this, but my army was suffering. To trust my wife and lose the respect of my warriors? Or to heed to their cries and lose my marriage?
» Posted By Ruben On 06.05.2012 @ 11:54 pm
It wasn’t written in stone that he would lead us through the next stage. Yet we all foolishly trusted the Captain would continue on with the responsibility of keeping us all alive. What are we to do now that he’s been taken from us?
» Posted By Ruben On 06.03.2012 @ 4:05 pm
The need to eat had to be ignored in order to survive this week without betraying the feeling of hopelessness within me. I had to stay strong and pray Wednesday came sooner, and my check bigger than expected. I was tired of being so alone, so hungry, but mostly of being poor. I was ready to do anything in order to forget what it feels like to have nothing.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.02.2012 @ 10:03 pm
I don’t want to pay attention to my wrist any longer. I devoted 3 months to caring for it, even in my sleep. But as I take on my next challenge, it begs to be nurtured like a thirsty child.
» Posted By Ruben On 06.01.2012 @ 1:00 am
I couldn’t navigate the simple architecture of my obvious desires. Embedded in me since the day I was born and only built upon by my father’s selfish hands. In order to move ahead I needed to deconstruct the blueprints of my mind. Now where to start?
» Posted By Ruben On 05.30.2012 @ 12:33 am
This hadn’t been a problem until recently. Until he decided he couldn’t stand it anymore. But I couldn’t help it. I wouldn’t help it. My need to create a distance between myself and those I love was key to my survival. I’d never found a fair replacement for the security this concept provided. I wasn’t ready to take a chance on his love to help soothe the pain this distance controlled.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.29.2012 @ 10:46 am
It was quite the plan. Staging my death in order to leave this life of monotony I convinced myself I wanted. My friends would help me. I’d never called them that. That is until they noticed how unhappy I was, living like “the dream” while never fully awake. I’d just thought them faithful companions. Like dogs I’d fed once, just waiting for their next treat. Guess I underestimated how similar we were.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.26.2012 @ 10:29 pm
It’s always come naturally to me, holding people by the hand and leading them to the promise land. Its my blood. Seriously, my ancestors drank the blood of the golden lions sacred to our people. A poison reserved for only the strongest.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.25.2012 @ 6:33 pm
I hadn’t vacationed in quiet a while yet I still remember the distinct scent of coconut my favorite lodge kept within its well adorned walls. I couldn’t wait to leave for a Summer or a Winter, or a Fall really. Escape was necessary as I was beginning to lose hair in this monotonous cubicle.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.23.2012 @ 9:25 pm
I couldn’t stand to watch him breath. Even from across the safe distance the cameras provided. But I had to wait until there could be no suspicion of my innocence. I had to make it seem like he died on his terms. To achieve this I had to study his day carefully. From the time he came into the parking lot, until he left the building at night.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.23.2012 @ 10:14 am
I couldn’t get the motor running on this machine they called Isla. Our ship was stranded and the enemy was on our tail. Maya’s protection spell would only last as long as she can stay awake. It’s been 36 hours and she’s yet to show signs of fatigue. I try to work as fast as possible, but deciphering these codes has proven to be harder than I thought. I pray I can get this motor on before Maya begins to lose her mind.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.22.2012 @ 10:06 pm
I had a late start to the tasks everyone else had already finished. Three steps behind and inexperienced, I was completely disadvantaged but I had to overcome this. I had to prevent Leslie from sacrificing herself for this world. She had too much at stake. But I did not. No one would miss me if I were gone.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.22.2012 @ 10:35 am
If he were calling me now, I couldn’t tell him I’d lived. I could only let him know he was in my mind when the last drink poured slowly into my spiked glass. That every mistake was made to engineer my soul and better fit his in this puzzle we call life.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.21.2012 @ 2:28 am
If it meant digging under the pile of artifacts we all thought were trash, then we would do it. Nothing could stand in our way of claiming the inheritance that would serve as a band aid for the wound which growing up a Gil had left me and my sisters. We pulled up our sleeves and started digging.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.19.2012 @ 10:25 pm
I had to control the urge to run. It wasn’t enough we were 3 points down, but our star player was also injured. It was the last chance to catch up, and maybe even beat them, but I had to be patient. Greater men before me have lost much more for their impatience.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.19.2012 @ 10:36 am
I needed support but it seemed everyone was avoiding me. I tried to figure out what I’d done but no one would speak a word my way. I was use to getting drunk and being a riot, but never had I actually thought to hurt someone. Guess this time I’d cross the line.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.18.2012 @ 12:36 pm
I couldn’t think back to a time where my superstitions didn’t push aside the logic I’d work so hard to obtain. Did I owe my lack of sense to my mother’s visits to the witch doctor? Or were my inherited nerves only partially guilty for my nonsensical belief in black magic?
» Posted By Ruben On 05.17.2012 @ 7:39 pm
I didn’t have one in my life and oftentimes I wonder if there were any room for a modern romance. What with space age communication devices and teleportation to engineer, I had to keep my eyes on human advancement. Still, that astronaut shirt hugged his biceps just enough to make my mouth water, drooling on to the master keyboard, short wiring circuits that had taken me hours to connect. Oh Infatuation.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.16.2012 @ 1:13 pm
I crawl away from the door after I lock it. I open the bottle and chug its contents. I haven’t done this since that faithful day I’d claimed my freedom. And now that very moment was playing in reverse. I was fighting to keep my wings from being nipped. I didn’t want to be a disease ridden flightless pigeon in a cardboard box.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.15.2012 @ 3:50 am
Ladybugs have surrounded me for as long as I can remember them. As a child I trapped as many as I could into a glass container. My sister and I would spend all afternoon collecting them but would mange to catch 4 at most. We would them take them inside the house and stare at them for the rest of the day, slowly watching them lose life. No matter how hard we tried to make the glass jar inhabitable, we simply couldn’t make them last longer than a couple hours without feeling guilty and releasing them back outside. Half dead, without a clear memory of what had happened.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.14.2012 @ 9:22 pm
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I couldn’t disregard the fact I’d hurt her. She was a concerned bystander of my emotional wreck and I lashed out for no reason. I needed to apologize but I didn’t want to irritate her with my continuous shortcomings.
» Posted By Ruben On 05.14.2012 @ 2:15 am