In my mind, I say this every week. In my mind, I say this every day. Tomorrow will be different. Tomorrow will be when I get up and do what I want to do. Every day this is the same. Every weekend I go through the same routine. Yet, tomorrow that changes. Then, next week … Continue reading In my mind, I say this every week
Tag: Short Story
The live band (Short Story)
Dim lights blasted on his face, almost trapping him in the darkness, but he knew that darkness would mean he would need to sleep. The music blasted in his ears as if the whole band was playing live. He sang along with his eyes closed, the singer performing right in front of him. His hands … Continue reading The live band (Short Story)
The Bedroom Clock (Short Story)
3 AM was the usual time I went to sleep. I always slept the same way every night. My face was to the wall, my back to the room. I wrapped the duvet over my head to keep warm throughout the night. The night was usually quiet, with the occasional fox’s scream in the garden. … Continue reading The Bedroom Clock (Short Story)
White-screened Christmas (Short Story)
To win the lottery requires an unrealistic amount of luck. The odds are too small for one man to ever comprehend, yet people win it regardless. I sit before my computer screen in the dark of the room, with its white monitor light staring into my eyes. Gentle snow falls down outside my window, but … Continue reading White-screened Christmas (Short Story)
Grave Digger (Short Story)
Do you know the sound of a digging shovel? Do you hear the hard strike as it hits against the Earth, tearing it apart? The shovel rips at the Earth, destroying the night. At 3 AM, when you are trying to sleep, you should only pray that you don’t hear the sound. Someone somewhere is … Continue reading Grave Digger (Short Story)



