Category: Short Stories

TOMORROW

Tomorrow is here that time of year when we think of you fondly my dear.  All the tears shed hasn’t healed the pain of your departure. Today I fear to close my eyes to wake up to tomorrow which marks the day you received your heavenly wings. Friends of old will take a moment to reflect on the impact you have made, for me this moment of reflection will last another three hundred sixty four days until the next tomorrow when I close my eyes and wish you were here.

This one’s for you mom.  I love more than you’ll ever know.

Carolyn V. Wormely
Sunrise: October 26, 1935 🌹 Sunset: December 13, 2009

Until next time….

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WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS SQUEEZE THEM

lemon drop martiniWhen life gives you lemons squeeze them then put into a blender make lemon drop Martini’s.  Life is always a party with a good strong Martini as they say a lemon a day keeps the batty people away. Slice them up for a warm cup of tea, perfectly soothing warming the soul on those cold nights.  Cool them down for a light bite of summer’s delight hanging out with linguini and shrimp. And let’s not forget those delightful dessert tangy tart taste of lemon bars. Anyway you choose to eat lemons are here to stay.

This short is inspired by a slice of sour cream lemon pie.

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WHEN I WAS ALIVE

I lied, I said I don’t think about suicide but the truth is I do.  I think about suicide when I close my eyes wondering if I just stayed in this state would anyone miss me would anyone care.  Today was a good day I got bullied twice, once on social media when I posted a photo of me crying.

Suicide Rate For Girls Has Been Rising Faster Than For Boys, Study Finds:
by Sasha Ingber
Podcast heard on NPR: All Things Considered

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RED

The power of Red fills my head with hatred and dread. Unlike the color of azul a Noble blue that binds the soul with peace.  It’s not Red’s fault, she’s always been this way. Red is trying not to be so negative, so envy of her friend Noble Blue. According to plan, Red path is sealed with a kiss. Alone in her convictions, Red stands alone on the banks of Crossroads Benny beach waiting for a chance to make a new path to enlightenment. Off in the distant bobbing in the water, bottle but not any bottle. This bottle came a long way containing a message from an old friend.  This friend message reads; “Hear these words, Red you’re not as hateful or dreadful.  Even the coldest of hearts can be undone. Through these inspirational thoughts of love, compassion, empathy and respect can be represented in the hearts of the cold.  It’s never too late for change and growth.”

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REMEMBER MY NAME

girl-1098612__340Today I am feeling lower than I can possibly go.  It’s shows.  My emotions are compromised and my strength my armor is slowly being chipped away.  With every frown or crossed stare I get from the powers to be, a crack appears on my armor.  If I stay here in this space, I fear there won’t be anything left.  It’s like that situation where you’re in a crowded room enjoying the scene then that evil force walks in sucking all the air and life out that’s how the current work space is.  Here it’s quite clear we all play by a different set of rules.  I should know this by now.  Naivety I hoped things would get better but with each inopportune moment is a slap in the face.  Yes they talk a good game but the truth is there’s no room for growth well if you are me in my position.  With all my experience the only thing I am good for is to sit here answering the few calls that comes through. 

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DON’T SAY A WORD

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Today I need you to be quiet.  Very quiet, in fact I need you to be very quiet that you can hear the sound of my heart beating.  Thump, thump can you hear it?  Racing so fast you can hear a musical patterning emerge.  My heart beats like this in anticipation of what I am about to say.  Shhh, can you hear that?  It’s the ringing in my ear.  Nervously my reaction to the thumping my heart beat is causing because what I have to say is so simple but true and that is I LOVE YOU!

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CALL ME NUTS

Call me nuts that’s okay as they say a nut a day keeps the insane sane.  My behavior shows a level of difference for I am not the same as all of you.  It’s in the mind, my mind running thousand miles a minute shuffling through every idea analyzing every thought.  It takes me time to catch up but don’t worry I will catch up.  In this world my nuttiness is normal, here in this world everything I do makes sense.  It’s only when I’m around this table do I see the dark.  My soul is intact, my verbal skills doesn’t lack the need to be expressive.  All my senses are alive and well thank you for asking.  I’m not sure if it’s the meds or just a good day but what ever this is I hope it stays.  I enjoy the feeling of controlled nuttiness.

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GRANDMOM SECRET WEAPON

“I’m going to Grandma and to Grandpa’s too.  I’m going to Grandma wondering what to do.  I’m going to Grandma please meet me there and I shall be all so happy apond thanksgiving day.  We shall have coffee so shall we.  We shall have pumpkin and tea, we shall everything all so nice when we get to Grandma’s house.”

A song sang through generations of Carroll’s family in honor of the women who shaped our lives.  This short story is inspired by the love of the one woman who is the glue of our family.  Through her guidence, faith and dispiline she taught us respect and love.  What way to honor my Grandma on Valentine’s day then sharing a memory of love.

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REMEMBER WHEN

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Remember when you held my hand as we rode the scary rollercoaster all day by the seashore. Screaming indulging in fun partying in the light. Oh do you remember when we crashed your sister’s birthday party bouncing around like two kids on a treasure hunt.  Remember when I held your hair  back when you were drunk.  Remember when I hugged you when you got dumped.  Remember when I did your homework so you can make out with that biker guy. Remember that expensive shopping trip we took celebrating your promotion.

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LACKING THE WORDS

This short is dedicated to you my beautiful babies Joshy, MoMo, Little Steve, Jay-Bird, NoNo, Mara & Monie who aren’t shy to be bold & to dream big reaching the stars & beyond. May your light grow brighter & shine bigger. I love you to the moon & back & beyond.

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