I Had A Dream
That horrible dream kept coming back: there I was, a birthday girl at the local gas station purchasing the winning lottery ticket for the Mega Million jackpot.
As a devout Christian, I condemn gambling and other greedy activities. However, this dreadful nightmare made me feel shamefully happy and put my virtues in danger.
So, on my birthday, I resolved to resist Evil and locked myself home. The dream did not return.
The same night, some sleazy socialite from Miami stole the lucky numbers from my dream and won the Mega Million jackpot.
Some people have no decency, no decency at all.
From Guest Contributor Olga Klezovitch
Olga is a scientist who lives in Seattle. Her previous work has appeared in 50-Word Stories, A Story in 100 Words and Necon E-Books. Her “When It Dribbles, It Drabbles” Kindle book can be found at Amazon.com.