mandabanana
We make promises every day. We promise to be better, to be stronger, to amount to something, to try harder. We promise to be so many things we know we cannot be, but we never promise to be things we know we can be. We need to take the time to promise ourselves things that make us feel good; not useless promises that will never be completed.
The styrofoam cup had sprouted a leak. It was unfortunate seeing as her prized possession, her goldfish, was making its temporary home inside it. No one was around to see the leak. The water slowly poured out until none was left. The fish died an unfortunate, lonely death.
In a time where only the wealthiest of the human race had money, this item was worth millions. What was it, you may ask? A solid pearl necklace. It was luxurious and no one could resist its splendor.
The gasoline formed a circle around him. He had never meant to die this way. What started as an innocent prank ended up leading to his suicide. He heard the close of the garage door behind him and slowly felt the oxygen leaving his body. Within moments, he'd be dead.
She looked hysterical. There, in front of her, lay her child. The blood poured in a pool around his legs. The spray reached the ceiling and went across her body. They would assume she murdered him. No one else was there. But that was false. Someone else was the murderer.
It was a severe, heartwrenching moment, not unlike those you see in the movies. However, this was entirely true. Her lover, her fiance, was brutally murdered in front of her eyes by her best friend. Jealousy struck when you least expected it. That much was true.
One day, everything we know will be obsolete. We are of the generation where, once you buy something, the new version comes out the next day. It's hard to imagine in 30 years that nothing we know now will still exist. Ipad? Move way for eyescreens. The future is on its way.
On top of the bookshelf lay all my used toys. At one point in my life, they meant everything to me. Now, they barely saw daylight. The contained all the memories, all the fond events that occurred when I was young. I missed the days when things were simpler. When it nothing was expected of you other to enjoy what life had to offer.
The thirst overwhelmed me. I couldn't locate where it came from or what it meant. All I knew was that it was there. I felt the need to quench the thirst. It was a dire need, unlike anything I had ever felt before. But what would satiate it?
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