Up

Posted by B.C. Young on August 29, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

He continued running up the stairs. Just a few more steps. This is like waiting to graduate high school, he thought. Still moving, he skipped two steps at a time, but the top looked just as far away as it did 100 steps earlier. Just a few more steps up. This is like when I … Read more

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Flowers

Posted by B.C. Young on August 22, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

“These are for you,” Eric said. Cathy examined the gift. They were a dozen stems with the flower buds still waiting to develop. Not a very romantic gift in her opinion. She’d prefer full on blooming roses. “Oh…well…thank you,” she said. She had no idea what to say. Maybe that they were the most ridiculous … Read more

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Eyes

Posted by B.C. Young on August 18, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

“It was the look in your father’s eyes that finally convinced me.” Rena said “Convinced you of what?” Ronny said. “That you’re not my Ronny.” How did she find out? He never thought it could happen. “He brought me here, because where I’m from, I died.” “He brought you here to replace my Ronny.” A … Read more

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Entrance

Posted by B.C. Young on August 15, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

“What do you suppose is on the other side?” Cindy asked Kevin. Kevin thought the same thing about Cindy’s heart. He stared at her, and got lost in her large eyes. He waited patiently for her to speak more words; the sound calmed him. The wind blew slightly, causing strands off hair to fall over … Read more

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Knock ‘Em Dead

Posted by B.C. Young on August 12, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

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Mountains

Posted by B.C. Young on August 8, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

This story is a sequel to the story Morning. I still haven’t heard from them, but I don’t think I mind so much anymore. Most days, as the signal reaches into space, I sit on a  large, gray rock. My flute—I picked it up in a nearby town—keeps me company as I play music to … Read more

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Time

Posted by B.C. Young on August 4, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

“Quick, what time is it?” Stan said. “10:33,” Rick answered. “Shoot. We’ll have to try something different. Grab that block, and smash it on my head.” “It’ll kill you if I do that.” “Doesn’t matter. It might be the only way out of this.” Rick picked up the large cinder block, while Stan rested his … Read more

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Broken

Posted by B.C. Young on August 2, 2011 · 10 Comments 

Jace and Cameron stood at the street corner waiting for the little Walking Man light to give them the go ahead to cross. Then, the phone in the booth behind them began to ring, loudly. Ring, ring! — Ring, ring! “Huh?” Jace said. “Haven’t heard a ring like that in years.” “Go answer it.” Cameron … Read more

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There’s An App For That

Posted by B.C. Young on July 28, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

Ben stared at the screen, horrified. “What’s happening?” he said aloud. In the air, a mouse pointer floated in front of him and landed on his nose. Tap, tap. It kind of hurt. Then his nose started running. The mouse pointer moved over to his one hand, pressed on it, and lifted his hand. It … Read more

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Ouch

Posted by B.C. Young on July 21, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

Jake stood on stage, glanced out into the audience, and caught the eye of a pretty girl near the back. He winked, turned around to his drummer, and counted. “1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4,” he yelled. The drummer banged the drums, and the rest of the band joined in with the song. Jake did … Read more

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