Attention is a click of heels, perfect creases, heads lifted, jaws set, and chests filled proudly with the hope of doing something good and right.
Four months later, heels click again, heads lift and jaws set as we wait for the gun salute in much shorter lines.
Author: twosentencestories
Bird Brains
The chicken didn’t ponder long before venturing out into the heavy 5 o’clock traffic on the busiest road in this country town. All she had wanted was to get to the other side to feast on the sack of corn that had flown off of the feed truck, but she had not really considered, as is the way with chickens, that she might get squashed flat by a refrigerated truck on its way to the local Publix to deliver – what else – chickens.
Rules
This sentence is dedicated to all those unwritten stories, all those unfinished thoughts, hidden facts and coincidences that were unlucky enough to take place far away from human eyes ,therefore loosing any posibility of being recognized, explained or remembered. And this other sentence is only here because of the rules.
The Parallel
Now and then the widow looked above the pulpit to the effigy of Christ on the cross; staring at the trickle of blood that ran down from his crown of thorns. So much like Eric after the sniper’s bullet hit.
Night Break
At daybreak, he said he was sorry the night was over so soon. She assured him that although the sun had shattered the night, the day was as yet unbroken.
OOPS
I bought a kayak cause I thought it would something fun to do with my friends this summer. After I spent all the money I realized I was the only one with a kayak.
Discrimination
He thought about calling the frogs bug eyed bullies, but changed his mind. So silly he thought for them to be concerned with his warts and short legs since they were all amphibians and it was hard to tell a toad from a frog because the physical distinctions were not always obvious.
The Worst Heartbreak
“Ahhhh, I feel sooooo good,” slurred the wife before she and her husband passed out from the pills, too drugged to notice the ones that had spilled on the floor.
Their toddler’s funeral that week from an accidental overdose of OxyContin somberly disabused them of that mindset.
Green Plastic Men
G.W. sat on the floor that last night in his round room wearing his flag patterned flannel pajamas, playing soldier with his green plastic army men, lost in the pretend battle game while the real world outside his door crashed.
Daddy George came in scolding briskly in his gentle dignified twang,” G.W. it is time to pack your toys away now and get to bed so the new kid moving in will have a place to set up his own games.”
A Moment Of Truth
He was only four feet shy of the air conditioner when he fell to the floor suffering from a heat stroke. It was that exact second in time that he realized he had wasted too many precious moments in his short thirty years of life.
Right?
Is it right to protest? Is it right to progress?
Choice
The heat was unrelenting, beating down on baked grass that can’t lose anymore color as the illusion of trees shimmered in the background. I was on my knees with a trickle of sweat trailing down my spine even though my body wouldn’t quit shivering and I slowly looked up through the barrel of a gun.
Repo-d lunch
Omg one day i was going to eat lunch at school(i was really hungry) and i was like third in line and i was putting food on my tray{it was my turn to pay the lunch lady} and i gave her my money and she looked on the computer and was like you already ate lunch[ remember i said this was first lunch that day] and i was like no i didnt( i was third in line) so the lunch lady{in her hair net, with grease and lord knows what else all over her apron} got up and snatched the plate of food out of my hands! My lunch was repo-d that day.
Red and Green
Stare into the haunting green ocean, now imagine the green was red. Look disgusted at the sharp red blood, now imagine the red was green.
Stagnant
Passing the gelateria I notice the chairs have taken their winter position upside down on top their tables. The chairs remind me that summer has faded, in fact long gone, and that I too should have faded from Rapallo.
Finally home
She paced the floor over and over, cursing his very being, dreaming of how many ways she would tear him apart for putting her through this misery again, when he arrived home, which he always did, with a stupid look on his face and a lame excuse emanating from his lips.
No matter how much she loved him, she would teach him a lesson this time she vowed, until the knock on the front door accompanied by the two uniformed police officers, brought her world to a crashing halt.
the colourful fish
The fish swished and twirled,twisted and whirled ,whenever you came near. He wiggled and jiggled trying to bust out as though your lips on the glass just weren’t enough.
the awakening
She slapped him across the face and he quickly turned white as a ghost. She said “I’m so sorry,” then he said “so am I.”
The Dog That Speaks English
Phoebe – a small dog who wasn’t known for her jumping abilities – wasn’t allowed on the furniture but after begging every night, her female owner finally said, “OK, Phoebe, if you can make it onto the bed by yourself, then I’ll let you stay up here.” Moments later Phoebe used all her might and jumped on the bed; her female owner turned to her husband and said, “See, I told you she speaks English.”
The Weasel
She could eat the heart right out of a victim, tearing the flesh, wounding to the bone, and devouring the soul.
Who said all weasels had to have four legs?