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"If they would just let me back in the house then we wouldn't have this problem!"
Write a story which includes this line of speech.
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My phone chimed on my bare chest alerting me to the DoorDash delivery that was waiting on my front porch, "The Applebee's is here!" I shouted to Benson through the cracked door of my room as I reach for my remote on my nightstand to pause the TV. Laying here in my boxers added to my lack of motivation to get up and get the delivery myself. "I didn't even want Applebees." I grumbled to myself, but ...
“What seems to be the issue, sir?” The robot asked the man.
The man decided he strongly disliked the faux mouth it had. It was too real, yet too artificial, with a sheen of moistness and a strange rubbery bounce like a swollen flounder.
He did not approve of the technological advances of late. Society was far too dependent on machines for his liking. And they were _creepy_!
“Well, the issue is,”...
I was kept outside for long times, which made the golden time of solving the problem slipping away. If they would just let me back in the house then we wouldn’t have this problem! The outcome was out of my control, but it’s a good thing for us, learn from it. I tried several different ways to do it, luckily it worked! We were able to back on again....
Nostalgia took a sharp left turn. Driving, Peter took in the half empty shopping strip. A couple of vape shops and a bedraggled beauty supply looked back at him. He remembered that strip when it was the place to afterschool chill. He thought of hanging with his boys over a platter of fries for hours at Angelo’s Pizza until Little Angie told them to you don’t have to go home but youse can’t stay he...
**If** it weren’t for the shivering cold
Or the blistering heat
**They would** always stay outside
To spend time in a pleasant place
A dry oasis filled with rain
A sun with light not bright to strain
**Just** right enough
To be correct
Not wrong enough to be righteous
**Let** the sky be where it is
And **me** on ground
With no aspiration to touch it
A **back** exposed to air unfiltered
...
Once upon a time,
Not that very long ago,
There lived a boy.
A boy who was not very happy.
A boy who was hurt.
A boy who wrapped himself in his sorrows.
A boy who progressively grew bitter
A boy who got stuck in his anger.
A boy who inevitably lost his sanity.
A boy who was spiteful, insecure, and psychotic.
All because he was left behind.
The boy was never happy.
Always lost in the dark shadow o...
“Maya, we can’t. The soilders and officers are investigating what caused the death.”
I spun on my heal, turning towards him. He hadn’t figured it out.
“You know how I’m a highly trained assassin. You really don’t think a highly trained sniper would protect her home. James, my house killed him. Armed with poison bullets that shoot from the wall.”
The surprise, astonishment, and disgust were so prom...
“If they would just let me back in the house then we wouldn’t have this problem!” he said to no one in particular as he paced through the park.
“I’m trying to improve my ability to play the drums. Once I do that, I’ll be in a famous rock band, and then I’ll have money, and then I can pay them back. So yes, the drumming might be loud, but it’s a win-win for everyone.”
He scrolled through Craigs...
One week went by, I was still living on the streets. Not my mother or any of the town folks had tried seeing how I was doing this week. My mother probably told them about what I did, so it would be too embarrassing for them to try to take me in.
Tonight wasn’t any different. Except that this week was when I came face to face with my freedom.
I grimaced when I heard the loud sound of a mo...
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