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Why Must Life Be This Way

If there’s one thing I don’t quite understand about this life, is why must it be this way? I mean, we have to deal with some things in life and we cannot easily allow them to be what they want to be, at least I don’t think that’s how it works. If it did? Then everything would be fine, we could continue on about whatever we wanted to do and there would be no harm or foul. That’s the problem with this life though. Nothing ever fully makes sense at times and we are left holding the problem end of the cord. There are times when life will come clean with us, we don’t always get that kind of protection mind you. So what do we end up doing? Do we want to keep thinking and going on about whatever there is to go on about? I’m not sure that’s a safe course of action. Hell, what is safe anymore? I do not know. What I do know is life will continue to be the way it’s meant to be. There’s no stopping it. No matter what happens in this life, we will always be stuck with whatever we’re meant to be st...
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Time Travel

Frank Looking around, I don’t recognize where I am. The last thing I remember is going to bed in my home. Now I’m laying in an open field in my pjs. Sitting up, I see the field is filled with snow. It is indeed cold out and I’m freezing. I stand up and look to the sky. “Why won’t you leave me alone?!” I shout to the sky. I’m mad at whoever is doing this to me. Be it God or one of his angels, I do not know. There has to be a reason for it all. I don’t know what that reason is. What I do know is I’m cold and wet from the snow, best find someplace to dry off. I pick a direction and walk for a while. Eventually I come across a cabin. It’s a standard log cabin with four sides and a roof. Nothing out of the ordinary. I rap on the door with my fist. There’s no answer. Trying the doorknob I find it unlocked, so I enter. There’s a fireplace and a small bed in the corner. I start a fire. It heats the place quite nicely. Taking off my socks, I let them dry out next to the fire. Grabbing a b...
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Everyone Evaporates

Jim looked out the window of his fortieth floor apartment suite. It wasn’t every day he had the grand view of an alien invasion. Life just wasn’t going to be the same anymore after today. He sipped on his tea and smiled. Why should it be the same? He thought. Life never did him any favors. As Jim took another sip of his tea, his phone rang. He walked over to a large oak desk and picked up the receiver. “Yes.” He said. The woman on the other end of the line was hysterical. “Jim! Jim! They’re here!” Jim laughed. “Yes Gertrude, I know. I watched them land on the Empire State Building. Quite a site if you ask me.” “But but…” Gertrude continued. “What do they want? What are we going to do about it?!” She was panicked and rightfully so. Jim shrugged as he placed a hand in his pocket. “They want to rule over us, it can’t be that bad now Gertrude, can it? I mean they probably see what kind of a mess we’ve gotten ourselves in and just want to help. I’m sure it will be fine. We aren’t going...
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The Meeting

Chapter One The Sleeper Looking out across the night sky he waited. Waiting for her to arrive. Sitting on his back porch smoking a cigar. Taking a deep breath in he smiled. It was good to be back where he belonged. Prison had been hell. No one knew hell like the ones who had been there. Smiling, he was glad. He beat the system. Found not guilty. It had only taken four years of his life for that to happen. Now as a time for optimism. He no longer had to listen to the screams or the beatings that prison had given him. The nightmares were bad enough. Always waiting for him. Waiting to invade his peaceful dreams. With nights like those, there wasn’t anyway he could find a solution to his problems. He was innocent. He was innocent, wasn’t he? Thunder rolled in the distance causing Adam to jump out from his train of thought. Looking to the East he saw a storm coming. Oh storm, Adam thought. Go away. Just go away. There’s no need for your presence here tonight. Go along your way. Standing ...
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Life After Death

Joe looked out the bus window. He watched his home town of Havenport grow smaller as the bus went further outside of town. He was on to better things. At least he hoped it would be better things. His parents would tell you Joe was wasting his time heading out of town. He had everything he needed in Havenport Minnesota. Joe, on the other hand, had better plans for himself. He was offered a scholarship at an out of town university. One not many people had heard of in a town that literally no one had heard of. Joe was excited to be going there. The bus ride lasted for six hours, it was long enough for Joe to read through the introduction pamplet and then some. He turned his attention to another book, something written by an actual author. A Christmas Carol by Dickens. It was a classic, and one of Joe’s favorite. He enjoyed how Scrooge turned from a man of greed into a man who was grateful to be alive and have a second chance. A chanced to keep Christmas in his heart all year long. As t...
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Nothing Known

Introduction This record was given to me by an old man. Well he wasn't that old. It was something of a misfortune really. It was the middle of June when I ran across the old man. No, I still don't know his name to this day. I doubt I ever will know his name. The sun was out brightly lit. I was headed on my way back towards my home when I came across a man sitting on the curb. He must have been in his early eighties. I asked if I could help him up. He said no and told me to go about my business. I figured it was his life, why not do as he says and went on my way figuring I'd never see him again. Well I was mistaken. It wasn't the last time I would see the man. In fact, I would see him over and over in my dreams days after the incident. It took well over a month to find out he had passed away. His will was quite simple. It left me with everything he had. It wasn't much, just an old diary he had kept and a small wooden airplane. Opening the diary, I found out m...
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