This might be classified as a long read. Sorry. A volley shot in football is one that is fast. Hard. Volley goals often come out of nowhere. Or they're curled around a wall. Over a wall. Through the wall. Sometimes they make it to the goal and over the line. Other times, they bit the … Continue reading it feels like a volley #socs
"I saved your life!" His eyes were wide with something akin to excitement. "You pushed me off a building." My eyes were narrowed with irritation and extreme discomfort. It wasn't an ideal situation. For one, every single muscle in my body was protesting badly even though we'd (luckily) landed on an old mattress. It wasn't … Continue reading who am I? [short story*]
Sometimes in life, there are people that you need to give a wide berth. Namely people who talk too much. About themselves. About other people. About anything that comes to their mind. They are always talking. You can always here them. They seem to want to be the center of attention at all times. If … Continue reading a wide berth / #socs
I don't have enough followers to write a series but I'm doing it anyway. Enjoy! My prompt for this was saucy ankles. If you read my blog, you'll get it. If you don't...I apologize (but you don't need to get it to understand the story, lol). Being a spy was one thing, but being an … Continue reading untitled rollerblade detectives story #1
This week has flown by. I'm so happy for that. So very very happy. I don't have much to say. I have been starving all week. I'm talking seriously about to eat a yogurt at 3am hunger. I'm craving sugar, chocolate and my bubblemint gum isn't helping matters. I'm hungry! Now, fast speed of the … Continue reading #SoCS/Random Thoughts #34
Ideas that seemed like good ones at 3am ...otherwise known as the title of my future autobiography. 😂 To take part in One-Liner Wednesday, have a gander over here!
The hero does not know who to trust ~ I walked into the office building the same way I did every day. I grabbed my coffee order and dodged across the street only narrowly escaping being run over. I walked briskly for three minutes before I turned left and carried on for another minute before … Continue reading doing the right thing is for suckers [short story]