Posts Tagged ‘slice of life’
Part 2: The Bus
Posted by John | Filed under The Forgotten
“Wait! Wait for me!”
Luke Davison half-ran, half-stumbled toward the retreating bus, almost slipping on the invisible ice sprinkled across the road. He flailed his arms in desperation, panting heavily, trying to ignore the fact that what was supposed to be his lunch was slowly being squeezed by his excessively large textbooks with every lunging step. [...]
Part 1: East North Effington
Posted by John | Filed under The Forgotten
Beep.
Beep. Beep.
Beep. Beep. B-b-beep.
Beep. Beep. B-b-beep.
Beep. Beep. B-smack. Crunch.
The tangled mass of bed sheets with arm protruding, unnaturally bent, rested for a moment on what was left of the alarm clock. Slowly, the heap returned to its original position, the arm retreating to the safety of the nest only to be replaced by half [...]