If only he were mine.

Golden hair and hazel eyes. Goofing off with his friends he looks so adorable.

I should make my move before he’s taken.

I make my way toward him walking through his friends. He smiles up at me and I bend down.

“Hi puppy!”

"Morning Jim" he said cheerily

"There has been an accident" Jim replied

"It's about your wife" Jim said

"What happened?" he asked

"The reactor had a meltdown and she was pulled in"

"What have you done to her?!" he screamed

"I'm sorry but she's stuck in the wormhole..

Beaming through the walls of this cage was nothing but pure horror. Silence pours over the anticipating souls.

Nothing else can sound so petrifying as the ticks and tocks of time goes by.

And finally.

The bells ring, releasing the locks.

Sunlight and relief.

“Why,” I began.

“Just don’t move.” He blurted, cutting me off.

Hands tied, blindfolded with the heat blasting,

I panicked.

The aroma of burnt tires and thick air engulfed me.

“I said don’t move!” As I trembled to the floor.

“Throw her in the back.”

She smirked and held out a hand. “You’re going to help me.”

“You want me to help you?”

“You’re going to.”

“You’ve put me through Hell and back this last year or so, and you want this?”

“Yes.”

They took her hand. “You’re cruel.”

She shook theirs, binding the discussed agreement. “Well, it’s your fault.”

the noises begin to become distinct.

while touching the rough, wrinkled paper I’m sitting on with one hand and holding my moms hand in the other.

knock on the door  as the doctor walks in  

“are you ready?”

“yes”

“what color is that?”

“green” she responds while tears stream down my moms face.

A couple was enjoying dinner at an upscale restaurant. This moment would change their entire lives. The man tugged on his sleeve and cleared his throat. He was about to become the happiest man in the world. She has to say yes! he thought.Finally he gathered the strength. “Will you divorce me?”

“There it is!” he gasped, elbowing his sister in their backyard. “Wow.”

The asteroid blazed bright yellow as it flew into the moon. Within seconds, the sudden force pushed the moon alarmingly close to the Earth.

A woman sprinted toward me, breathless.

“Sir, have you seen a man that looks like this?”

Just coincidence.

“No, why?”

“My husband. He was with a man in a brown suit like yours”

Damn. Sloppy again.

“Is that him over there?”

The second shot was cleaner. Right between the eyes.

The chandelier hung from the ceiling

“Ah, finally get to relax”  

he breathed as he sat on the leather couch.

Flipping on the plasma TV he resides in the

comfort of the colossal abode.

A  garage door and a car engine sound.

“No,” he mutters.

“Look at me, don't look at the clock”

The team lines up with less than a minute on the clock

First and ten on the fifty yard line

Play by play they got closer to the endzone

“This is it, lets get the win”

Last play, ball is up in the air……..

The boys were inseparable, friendly neighbors, but things changed. Jack missed George and suddenly felt an impulse to go knock on his door and rekindle their friendship, he dashes through the door so there’s no second guessing. *knock knock* he hears a voice from inside, “honey the creepy man from across the street is here.”

“Tell her.”

“No. You’re only hurting yourself.” He struggles against my grip on his forearm.

“She must know what you’ve done!” I drag him from the car across the lot, looking at her. “My friend has something you need to know.”

She steps back, eyes wide.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m ready” “3...2...1…” Deep breath.

I  jump.

Not thinking twice about my decision.

Not knowing what to expect when leaving.

I’m free falling, wind blowing in my face.

The wind burns my cheeks.

I’m falling faster and faster

The world’s coming closer.

I’m afraid of what comes next.

I pull the ripcord.

The woman held out her hand.

“You’re not scared are you?”

“Not at all.”

He reached for her hand and jumped onto the train.

“Do you know where it’s going?”

The man glared out through the train doors, confused.

She smirks, “First stop, hell.”

He bolts his eyes towards her.

It is cold and snowy

Yet lively and populated

Riders jumping and laughing

Chaotic and exciting

People everywhere

Except.

For the fifty foot kicker

untouched and peaceful,

nobody.

He is courageous and skilled

He rests atop the mountain

looking and thinking

He musters the courage

His friends shout,

“Goodluck”

His response.

“I’ll need it”