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Crash Landing of Flight 1486Two hours early. That’s ridiculous.Crash Landing of Flight 1486
Here I am in the airport, gate number sixteen, with nothing to do. The plane for LAX doesn’t board for another half hour. My eyes pace about the airport mall searching for a reason to get out of the blue linked chairs. To the left and right of the security gates are the quick order restaurants ranging between Sabarro and Wok and Roll. A smorgasbord from around the world within two hundred square feet. In front of each polished, grease-covered counter there are lines longer then the one at the arrival desk, as if everyone in the city bought a plane ticket to sample foreign fast food. Then again, maybe
by *Sunburnt-Skills
Rough Draft of the Power Bomb“Bruce Willis is dead?” Mrs. Strife asked.Rough Draft of the Power Bomb
The Monday morning ritual to begin English class was discussing what we had done over the weekend. This week, the topic was The Sixth Sense which had just opened. I don’t know how they did it, but the kids in my English class always seemed to get the first tickets to every PG-13 movie that came out; they were also the first kids to blurt out every good ending. I hated Mrs. Strife for this weekly torture. As if it wasn’t enough for her to allow her students to ruin the theater experience for me, she had to ask me specifically what I thought. Having not seen it, I had to inform her and the rest
by *Sunburnt-Skills
ShrinkCan I say this without lying down? I know it’s probably supposed to be more comfortable to lie down but I think I’d rather just sit. I just like to see a person’s eyes when I talk to them, it makes me more comfortable because, then I can tell if they’re listening to me. Sometimes when I’m with my friends and we’re in the midst of a conversation they’ll just stop listening and their eyes will roll to the floor. Wait. What are you writing? Look, can I just say this off the record? This isn’t my idea. I’ve never come to a place like this before. I just didn’t think you could help me. I mean, no offense, but I don’t see how s piece of paper enablShrink
by *Sunburnt-Skills
The Last of the True VirginsScene OneThe Last of the True Virgins
(Lights up fully on stage to reveal Tim sitting on the couch in his apartment. A knock on the door is heard and Tim moves to the door to open it. Andrea walks in, they hug.) Andrea: Hey boy, how you doing? Tim: I’m all right. But we’re not interested in me right now, tell me what happened.
Andrea: Eh, same old, same old. “It’s not you, it’s me! I just feel that for my love for you to grow we need to take our relationship to the next level.” (Moves towards the refrigerator.)
Tim: “And if you’re not willing to commit…” Andrea: Then it’s over! (Opens refrigerator doors.) Don’t you have any C
by *Sunburnt-Skills
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