Posts Tagged ‘Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher’
Apr
Bad Journey
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Rob drove down the back road at excessive amounts of speed. After losing his job, his fiancée, Felicia, broke off their engagement. He swerved into the next lane and an oncoming car approached.
“Watch it, nut!”
“Screw you,” Rob yelled.
Those few seconds his eyes were off the road, he came head on with a tree. His head slumped on the steering wheel, horn honking.
Several hours later he awakened handcuffed to a hospital bed with a policeman standing next to him.
“Once the doctor releases you, you’re coming to the station with me.”
Could Rob’s life get any worse?
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Mar
Rain Day
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I stare out the window watching the torrents of rain pound the leaves on my maple tree and listen to the ferocious wind hit against the siding of my house. My dog Patty barks and scratches the windowpane. I pull her next to me on the couch and rub her stomach, the only thing that soothes her. Roads are closed due to flooding and I’m stuck at home.
I had an argument with my boss yesterday about not getting enough time off. Now I’m home and bored out of my mind watching the clock.
It’s funny how things turn out.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Feb
The Cost Of War
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Grace paced the kitchen while her six-year-old daughter, Sophia, watched curiously. Sophia had bright blue eyes like her father. When would the war end? Grace thought. It had been two months and she hadn’t heard a word from Charles. All she could do to occupy her time was read and take care of Sophia.
Several months later Grace’s doorbell rang. She grabbed her robe and ran downstairs.
It was a military gentleman.
“Are you the wife of Charles McCormick?”
“Yes,” she answered, eyes closed.
“I’m sorry, but your husband died in an explosion.”
Grace collapsed to her knees and wept.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Jan
Star Wars Fan
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I bought my movie ticket a week ago, to see Rogue One. Now the day of, a heavy rain storm caused flooding and traffic. I had to make it there. I sat in the car stuck behind honking car horns thinking of last year’s Star Wars film and Princess Leia’s recent death. A tragedy. Okay, the traffic started moving. I had fifteen minutes to get there, park, and buy popcorn.
The parking lot was unusually empty. I found a spot close to the theater. After I ran through puddles, the sign on the door read closed due to inclement weather.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Jan
New Year’s Eve
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Charlie and Shannon had been expecting a crowd at their house for New Year’s Eve, but ten o’clock approached and still no one showed.
“Charlie, where is everyone? You did put eight o’clock on the invitations, didn’t you?”
“Of course, I did.” Charlie went to the counter for a glass of wine, when he noticed something sticking out from under the piles of papers. All the invitations he was supposed to mail two weeks ago, under a stack.
“Shannon, it looks like it’ll be just the two of us at midnight.”
Charlie threw the invitations out and gulped his wine.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Dec
The True Meaning Of Christmas
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Three-year-old Hannah placed a reindeer ornament on the Christmas tree while her mother put on the sparkling red star topper. The tree with its colorful lights lit up the room.
Hannah’s mother admired its beauty. “Your father will be very surprised.”
“Do you think Santa will bring me everything I asked for?” Hannah danced in a circle.
“Presents aren’t the true meaning of Christmas. We celebrate the birth of baby Jesus.”
Hannah didn’t quite understand, but picked up the baby Jesus from the manger.
“Mom can we buy Jesus a present for Christmas?”
Hannah’s mother touched her face and smiled.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Dec
Best In Show
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Charlie’s Shih-Tzu Bucky ran across the lawn fetching his favorite blue ball. He chewed and pawed at it for a few minutes and then brought it back to Charlie to throw again. Charlie threw it farther this time and Bucky ran faster as the ball rolled across the grass almost hitting the maple tree. Again, Bucky played with it and brought it back to Charlie. This time Charlie didn’t throw the ball. He placed it on the ground to see what Bucky would do. Bucky looked up at Charlie, looked at the ball laying on the ground and walked away.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Nov
The Wonder Of Pictures
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Beth became chilled from the eerie black and white photo. A picture of supposed birds, looked like three monsters from a low-budget horror flick. Still, she stared at it wide-eyed. What did it mean? Why was she fascinated? She turned the picture upside down and sideways studying it, hoping to find meaning. It was useless. After all, in the digital world, anything could happen. She decided to let go of her obsession and tossed the unpleasant picture into the garbage can. After she left the room, that same photo appeared on the coffee table waiting for the next family member.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Oct
Halloween
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Harold is frightened into a jolt. “Who’s there?”
He recognizes the silhouette standing before him. “Lois?” he answers staring wide-eyed. “If you’re here, who’s in your grave?”
“Spirits are allowed to visit on Halloween, the first anniversary of their death. I’ve come to say I love you. Now I must go. We can only appear and say what we’ve desired.”
“Don’t go, Lois!”
She backs away into the trees.
Harold awakes, his head leaning on Lois’ gravestone. “I can’t believe I dreamt I’ve seen Lois.” He drives away out of the darkness, and Lois appears blowing him a goodbye kiss.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher