Posts Tagged ‘Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher’
Jun
Who Am I?
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
When my parents told me the news that I was adopted, it didn’t shock me. I knew that I was different. I have black hair and deep brown eyes, and both my parents have hazel eyes and blond hair. I was told I took after my grandfather who died before my time. Conveniently, no one had pictures.
I decided to track my biological parents. Now we’re meeting for the first time at their home, and I have a lot of questions.
I stood outside pondering whether to go in since I may not like the answers.
I turned and left.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
May
Fool
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
People stared as my white wedding gown dragged along the pathway to the motel room, my head piece barely hanging on. I shut the door and removed the pins from my hair shaking the curls loose. That snake cheated on me with my best friend on our wedding day. I snuck to the house and packed a bag as soon as I saw them together. Now I’m in this dumpy motel, my wedding gown thrown on a chair that has cigarette burns, while staring blankly at the television.
I won’t be made a fool of.
They’ll find that out soon.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
May
Fire In The Sky
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
As Henry steered the plane toward the bombing area, he said a silent prayer and kissed his wife’s picture. Bullets filled the air and planes dropped to the ground crashing into enemy lines.
Henry grasped the control and took a deep breath. He ascended and dropped the torpedo onto enemy territory, and then his comrade yelled in hysterics.
“The engine was hit. We need to jump!”
Henry grabbed the picture of his wife Maggie, attached the parachute and together he and Stan jumped into the air just in time before the plane exploded into pieces, creating fire in the sky.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Apr
Housekeeper
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
The rain pelts my umbrella, so I make haste to avoid getting drenched before my housekeeper interview. The last home I cleaned I left because there had been too much friction between the husband and wife. I didn’t want to be in the middle, so I quit. When I came across a post online of a wealthy couple looking for a house cleaner, I applied. It’s in an upscale neighborhood and I have a good feeling.
I ring the doorbell and a man answers. In the distance I hear a loud crash, and his face turns wan.
I walk away.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Apr
House Delivery
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Sarah paced the room. “What if she doesn’t like me?”
Josie gently touched Sarah’s shoulder and spoke reassuringly to her friend. “How could she not, you’re giving her a home and she’ll be going to a good school. She’ll make nice friends and be happy.”
“I hope. I’ll be a single mother without a husband; she may not adjust.”
“Stop. Everything will be fine. Let’s have that wine and we’ll watch a movie until she gets here.
They stood and the doorbell rang.
Sarah ran to answer it. “She’s here!”
When Sarah opened the door, it was the pizza delivery.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Apr
Wish
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I cannot tell you how long it’s been since my yacht sank and I wound up here. I remember the storm and jumping into the life boat, praying that the rain pelting on my head eased and a ship would find me. I must’ve passed out from the cold because when I awakened, my body was muddy, freezing and drenched from the water. Sand and ocean surrounded me, and the boat had floated back into the sea. I was stranded on an island.
I wanted to spend time sailing alone.
Every day I wish I went to a movie instead.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Mar
No Thought
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
My doorbell rings with flowers from David. Every year on Valentine’s Day he sends me red roses. The delivery boy smiles waiting for his tip. I hand him the money and shut the door forcibly causing the room to shake. Another vase to take up room in my cabinet.
Just once I’d like David to say he loves me and take me out to a nice dinner. He does the same thing every year without any other thought.
I throw the roses in the trash, the vase cracking into pieces.
I grab my car keys and take myself to dinner.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Mar
Deep Slumber
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Every part of my body ached; and my hair was pasted to the pillow from sweat. My lips were dry, yearning for water, but I couldn’t drink with the tube down my throat. I’m in the hospital, but what happened?
There’s movement around me, but it’s just a blurred mess. My head feels as if it was struck with a hammer, the pain shooting down to my neck.
I heard voices.
“She needs surgery to remove the swelling. Sarah suffered severe head trauma in the accident.”
Is that a doctor?
Slowly I’m being moved and sedated into a deep slumber.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Feb
Reunion
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
I was only seventeen when I gave my baby girl away to a loving family. My parents were by my side as my heart ached and I cried to sleep every night.
Happily married with two grown sons, my thoughts still frequented that sweet red-faced baby I left behind.
I felt my heart palpitate and my hands tremble, but my boys told me not to worry.
Molly had doubts but agreed to come.
The doorbell rings.
I straightened my clothes and took a deep breath.
On the other side of the door was my daughter waiting to meet her mother.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher
Feb
Proposal
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
The EMT says everything will be okay while the ambulance siren blares in the background. I’m in and out of consciousness and not sure what has happened. The last thing I remember is getting into my car to drive to Ally’s house.
Every inch of my body hurts, I’m tired and so cold. I can’t move because I’m strapped to a gurney. I wish the pain would go away.
Someone with a deep voice speaks to me. “Stay with me, man, don’t go.”
Where would I be going? I can’t move.
I remember. I was going to propose to Ally.
From Guest Contributor Lisa M. Scuderi-Burkimsher