Category Archives: short story

Good Humans and Romeo

Posted on July 5, 2017 by thoughtsbyann232

  The Beginning. George and the Cup. She started to pack the silver cup. “No.” Turning to me with the cup in her right hand and the open box in her left, LaToya said, ”What?” “That cup is mine,” dropping … Continue reading →

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Angela and the Chip Drag

Posted on September 15, 2016 by thoughtsbyann232

The hi-lo came charging at her. A huge machine, powerful, with a heavy load. The grey-haired, muscular, bearded driver may have had a partially obscured view. Barreling down the narrow aisle he was driving forward because he carried one steel … Continue reading →

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Timber Bamboo and Me

Posted on September 6, 2016 by thoughtsbyann232

Here and there I see patches of hot white sky. The sun would burn me if it wasn’t held back by the tall, skinny, green trunks of the bamboo trees. They tower over me in my slightly reclined position. It … Continue reading →

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A Twelve-Year-Old’s Dreams

Posted on June 18, 2016 by thoughtsbyann232

At the tender age of twelve I had two recurring dreams. They came to me during the night and stayed with me during the day. One I welcomed; one I feared. The lion cub was my responsibility. I fed him, … Continue reading →

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Close Your Eyes

Posted on November 29, 2015 by thoughtsbyann232

Perhaps the moments can be captured with eyes closed. Sitting at a desk in a small cubicle, office sounds filling your space added to the sound of the fan blowing at your feet, staring at numbers on a computer screen, … Continue reading →

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Sun Kissed

Posted on November 19, 2015 by thoughtsbyann232

The sun kissed my eyes and made me squint. Watching my dog at the corner of our fenced backyard, barking at a neighboring dog, blurred my focus as a small bird’s flapping wings flew through my line of vision. It … Continue reading →

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And So It Goes

Posted on December 15, 2014 by thoughtsbyann232

I thought I would post this short story I entered in a writing contest today. What do you think? By Ann Frances Jerzowski The day did not start well. I looked down at the coffee stain drying on the side … Continue reading →

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