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They drove along the road, sometimes silent sometimes engaged in easy banter. They had known each other for years, and maybe didn’t even have to speak but they knew what the other thought or felt about things. They reached the picnic spot and looked out over the fields and the hills in the distance.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.23.2017 @ 7:54 am


He adamantly replied, “It’s true. I saw it in a museum.”

She sighed. Her cousin was so naive; he believed everything that people told him. “Dinosaurs and men were not on the planet at the same time. The dinosaurs had died out a long time before humans appeared.”

“How do you explain the Flintstones.” She left the room, wondering what would shake his faith in false facts. And then she wondered again, if he became less trusting, maybe even cynical, would he still be the same little cousin she loved?

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.19.2017 @ 7:04 am


She walked quickly away from the park, but as the distance grew, she started to feel more panic and started to run. At every street crossing, she looked back but whatever she had seen did not follow her. She started to feel more confident and convinced herself that this was not really a loss of her pursuer but just an illusion that she had not really seen.

But when she walked up the steps to her apartment house, she saw a movement out of the corner of her eye. A shadow slipped into the alley way. She forced open the lobby door and closed it, to make sure she was safe. But was she?

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.17.2017 @ 6:59 am


She walked along the sidewalk, or rather, floated in the area of the sidewalk. Memories had been stirred up by the taste of that burned apple crumble. Good memories of learning how to make blueberry or cherry crumble to serve to her friends. But she always stayed away from cooking the apple variety of the species crumble.

When she had eaten the apple crumble in Jeff’s apartment, her stomach clenched and she felt trapped. She hesitated before scraping off the burnt part, imagining her mother’s hand coming down on her face. “Wasting food, aren’t you?” And watching her mother picked off all the burned pieces and placing it in front of her.

“You’re going to eat every last crumble, if you know what’s good for you.”

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.16.2017 @ 12:03 am


This whole situation didn’t feel good. He stood by the bar and looked around. His contact was somewhere in the crowd but he had never met him. He was just a pawn in this whole exchange and would play his minuscule part and then be gone.

“Where is it?” he heard someone say from behind him. “Don’t turn around, just pass it back to me.” Which he did and a moment later, he could feel that the man had left.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.13.2017 @ 7:34 am


The bed looked inviting and she fell into it. She was so tired and turned over in the clean sheets. But her mind continued to work overtime, thinking about the events of the day and wondering about the consequences. Finally, she stood at the window looking out over the unfamiliar city from the window of a strange hotel.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.12.2017 @ 5:34 am


Matz looked over to Zerk for guidance but he turned away from her gaze. She looked at his back, feeling that he was frowning and wishing that they had not taken such an inexperienced person on their team.

She turned back to the person at the door, wishing that the team had not taken such an inexperienced person as well. The woman was still standing at the door, but this time, she held a gun in her hand.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.10.2017 @ 6:51 am


People always thought that Stella was educated. The other strippers were in awe of her, the way she would talk in big words and walk peacefully, as if in her own world. They would whisper how they would have wanted to be like her, if they had the time and money to go to school.

Before going to the club, where she went would have surprised them. Without her makeup on, and with a scarf covering her head, she would spend the morning in a cold, damp room, sitting with her tutor and sounding out the words in a primary school reader. For a brief time, she would forget the cold brutal world outside the classroom and immerse herself into the lives of Dick and Jane. At the end of the morning, she would close the book, put it into her purse and thank her tutor and enter the gray drizzly world.

She always wished that she could have a dog like Spot. Maybe later, when she learns how to read better.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.08.2017 @ 7:02 am


Dan had borrowed the money months ago but every time he saw Mark in the crowd, or talking with friends, Dan avoided him. Sure Dan had the money but he wanted to keep it, in case he had a short fall again. He didn’t even put the money in the bank but carried it with him all the time.

But Mark never asked Dan to repay him. “I’ll pay him when he asks for it,” he decided.

Until the day, he saw Mark passed out on the street. Dan called the ambulance and accompanied him to the hospital where he learned that Mark had been living on the street for a month.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.07.2017 @ 5:00 am


The trip was originally supposed to be for two days but suddenly, as they cast off from the shore, Duc realized that it was going to be a much longer voyage. The waves got bigger and the people around him started to vomit and get sea sick. He felt hungry and nauseated at the same time and only wished that the babies would stop crying.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.06.2017 @ 5:54 am


The cages were stacked up on top of each other. Each cage was filled with dogs, some with collars identifying them as someone’s pet, and the animal being acquainted with humans had probably run up to its abductor, wagging its take. Some were street dogs, that no one had wanted. They were all packed, head to tail, waiting to be loaded on to the trucks and being taken to restaurants.

Just as the trucks were about to leave the compound, a crowd of people ran up, brandishing hoes, shovels, machetes, brooms, whatever they could get their hands on. The truck drivers fled and the crowd unloaded the cages, children searching for their pets, and farmers searching for their loyal guard dogs.

» Posted By chanpheng On 02.04.2017 @ 9:46 pm


“There’s no answer,” the lawyer said. He pressed the red end call button on his phone and put it in his pocket. “You’re safe right now, but there will continue to be legal actions and counter-actions throughout the night.” He looked around and some of the families preparing to sleep, the fathers struggling to stay away as they guarded their families huddled under the seats in the airport. “You should get some sleep.”

Richard nodded. He wouldn’t let the lawyer see him cry but he suddenly felt lonelier than any time during his journey, starting off in Ohio and now stranded at the Canadian border. He pulled the blanket around his shoulders and tried to get comfortable on the floor. He wished that he had someone to look after him while he slept.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.30.2017 @ 5:25 am


“Oh, not again,” she moaned.

They watched as Kenny stood on his head in the middle of the hallway. She was getting tired of his daily stunts and having to get him back on his feet so he wouldn’t get fired.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.29.2017 @ 6:50 am


She sat down at the loom and started to weave. She had situated the loom so she could look out on to the road and watch the children in the front yard. Sometimes a cow wandered into the yard and she would jump up to shoo it away. Other times, she smiled as she watched the children share their toys or use sticks to act out something from their imagination.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.25.2017 @ 6:24 am


There were too many people in the restaurant, all demanding their food. He started turning out pancakes like a madman, filling plates and the waiters ran back and forth, to keep the customers satisfied and quiet. But long after the people left, he continued to squirt the batter onto the hot griddle and throw the pancakes into the bowl on the counter, until the bowl overflowed and the pancakes spilled out on to the floor.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.22.2017 @ 4:28 am


The ramp looked functional, but Josh sighed. While there were no holes and the surface looked skid-proof, it was just too steep. He tried once to push his wheelchair up the slope but as he released his grip to grab again, the chair started to slide back. He grabbed the handgrip on the wheelchairs and eased himself to the bottom again. “I don’t suppose there’s an elevator,” he thought.

He wheeled himself around the first floor of the building and ascertained that there really was not an elevator. He returned to the ramp and looked up it. Why would someone build a ramp that couldn’t be used by the people it had been built for?

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.18.2017 @ 7:37 pm


The champagne was in the ice bucket, looking like a picture. The whole table setting was beautiful, with the dishes and glasses sparkling in the light. The table sat next to the door leading to the wide patio. When she removed the virtual reality goggles, she saw that it was just her work table, the dirty glasses and plates from the night before, and outside the windows, the grimy wall of the building next to her.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.15.2017 @ 5:40 pm


He had stacked the books around his desk like a fortress. He said that he needed these reference works for his thesis, but he mainly didn’t want the other students to stare at him. Not that he was strange looking and his mother told him that he was handsome but he just felt self-conscious, chewing on his nails and scratching his head while he read the books.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.15.2017 @ 4:08 am


She looked at the card in her hand. She had thought that she was doing so well, collecting points from the various door to door campaigns. But she had gotten sick one day and couldn’t keep up. Her apartment got a downgrade, and when she returned home that night, the management had moved the room to the lower levels. She walked into the box and shuddered at the lack of windows and the lack of ventilation.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.13.2017 @ 6:43 am


The boarding pass was starting to disintegrate in her hand. She transferred it to her other hand and wiped her hand on her jeans. She wondered what she would do if he weren’t at the airport to pick her up. It would be just like him.

Just as the flight was called, she got up, prepared to flee, to return to her nest of a home and continue to live her life as being. But she was now stuck in the crowd waiting to get on the plane and they pushed her forward, along with them, into the unknown.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.10.2017 @ 3:47 pm


The quartz, embedded in the bedrock, took on a strange glow during the night time. He had never seen anything like this before, the rock seemed to connect with some kind of energy produced elsewhere. He watched it during the evening, the light being almost bright enough to read by.

Before he entered the tent, he decided to take one more closeup look. As he approached, he thought he saw shapes moving within the crystals.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.09.2017 @ 3:25 pm


The breakout moment occurred at 3:21 am. Maz had been connecting paper clips into various forms and thinking about Loala’s life. What was she doing, where was she going? Suddenly, she saw everything clearly, like looking down a straight path and see the small roads and large quiet places where Laola had traveled or had stood still.

The inspiration almost made her fall over. She could barely wait to put it all together and produce the story.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.06.2017 @ 4:16 am


The sun ray’s felt like the highest level of radiation. She wanted to stop but if she did, she knew she would have a chance, so she continue on, wishing for water, more hydration, or she would die. Continue and sweat, she resented the water leaking from her pours or give up and die.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.05.2017 @ 5:26 am


Amala agreed to go to the Buddhist ceremony with her mother, but the preparations were difficult for both of them. “Are you going like that?” Her mother’s first response was not good morning but this curt question.

Amala smoothed down her jeans. “They’re clean.” Her mother wrinkled her nose.

“Your not going with us until you change into a skirt.” Amala took a breath in protest but saw the expression on her brother’s face.

“Can you help me? I’m not sure what to wear.” Her mother’s expression softened. “We don’t wear these traditional clothes in Canada.

» Posted By chanpheng On 01.03.2017 @ 3:44 am


Allison put the pot on to simmer. She found the lentils in an old metal box. They smelled all right but she wasn’t sure, but in any case, there was nothing else to eat. The smell of the cooking lentils made her mouth water, and after an hour, she tested them. They were still hard but she found it hard to stop from eating them. She knew she would get a stomach ache.

So she added more water and stirred. Soon, she felt sleepy and leaned her head on her hands. She woke up to the smell of burning.

» Posted By chanpheng On 12.31.2016 @ 7:36 pm


The bullets were flying overhead. Along the road that was called “sniper’s ally,” he saw that one woman had taken the chance as well, probably to get food for her children. As he made a dash for the other side of the road, he noticed strange and incongruous things – a bird in a tree, which seemed immune to the sound, water between the cobblestones, the bottle of milk which had smashed to pieces when the woman fell.

» Posted By chanpheng On 12.30.2016 @ 4:20 am


“This is really stupid,” Az said to Mif. “Taking a selfie is just so idiotic.”

“Come on, we don’t have pictures of ourselves together.”

“Hmmm,” Az said, thinking there was a reason for that. She wasn’t his girlfriend and she could just imagine how he would pass the photo around. She looked off into the distance to think of a sharp remark to make and as she turned, she heard the snap of his cell phone.

“It’s blurred,” Mif said. “Let’s take another one.”

“Let’s not,” Az said and turned to walk away.

» Posted By chanpheng On 12.28.2016 @ 9:58 pm


The traffic was going too slowly and Elmo really had to get to his next appointment. It wasn’t that he was already late, even after starting out two hours early, but in his rush to leave the house, he forgot to stop at the toilet first. He felt uncomfortable and stressed, and when the car in front of him sped up then stopped, making him crash into it trunk, he lost it. He got out of his car, consumed with rage, and looked around for something to smash that car with. He pulled out the handle of the jack and approached the car in front of him.

the woman driving the car was slumped against the wheel, sobbing. Elmo felt embarrassed and dropped the jack handle. “Road rage,” he thought. “I never thought it would happen to me.” He knocked on the window lightly. “Are you all right?”

» Posted By chanpheng On 12.28.2016 @ 6:46 am


They were playing they thought, hitting and evading each other’s fist, but then, by accident, Jared’s fist hit Michael’s face. They stood and looked at each other for a moment, scared by the blood streaming from Michael’s forehead. Then Michael lunged at Jared, and they were now boxing for real. By the time Michael’s father arrived to break up the fight, the clothes of both boys were torn, covered with mud and bloody.

» Posted By chanpheng On 12.27.2016 @ 5:52 am


He stopped at his reached the edge of the party. There were party streamers and bright lights, and gaily decorated tables with candles on them, near the water’s edge. He had been preparing himself for attending this party, but when he approached the bar, he realized he didn’t know any of the people standing there. He looked around, for others in his group, any familiar face. He caught the eye of one woman and she glared at him; he realized that he had been staring and then moved away from the lights and returned to his room.

» Posted By chanpheng On 12.26.2016 @ 4:01 am

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