Category: Short Stories

Looking Through My Rear View Mirror

Looking through my rear view mirror what do these tired eyes see? Cars, trees, people speeding fast past me.  The road ahead broken up concrete tell tales of the age that have seen many glories.  This road zipping underneath my car the double yellow lines waving goodbye.  I stare straight ahead realizing I’m looking into the future then I look back into the rear view mirror I see the past.

 

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Hello My Name Is Misery Have We Met?

Hello my name is Misery have we met? Yes we have in fact we were introduced by a mutual friend hatred. Oh that’s swell but as I remember you barely know me so let me give you a history about myself. As I stated I am Misery, I am like cancer that grows and fester right to the heart of men. You can not defeat me because I am learned process that takes years to master. Unlike leeches who will suck you dry eventually letting go or like snakes striking swiftly, quickly leaving death instantly, I take my time. I slowly invade your body, your mind, your soul spreading my disease to every single part of your body until there’s nothing left. I don’t know of compassion, empathy, love, respect, nor do I care. I only know despair, depression, addiction and of course my old friend hatred. Fight me, I will bring you to your knees. What do they say about me? “Misery loves company!”. I will admit some people have escape my grasp. Those who have escape are very strong, powerful, determined and know their self-worth. Most of you aren’t that powerful unwilling to overcome me allowing me to continue to spread.  Now that we been properly introduced………….

The lesson of this story is just because misery loves company doesn’t mean you have to accept the invite.

Be Kind!