Month: December 2015

The pain of joy (Part 2 of 2)

“Where’s that little bastard?” barked Monica’s father. “Tell me! Where is he?” Monica had never seen her father so riled in her entire life. For the second time in less than 24 hours, she was struggling to get words out of her mouth because of a man; only that this time it was in a…

The pain of joy (Part 1 of 2)

“I don’t know why we’re doing this,” whispered Tim as Monica shut the window behind him. “Trust me, there’s no other way,” Monica replied as she sunk her face into Tim’s chest. The rain was pounding, the lights were out and Monica was home alone. Tim got off his wet clothes and sat on the…

When was the last time you attended a house party? Not a family gathering or a one month old kid’s birthday party. A proper house party with ratchets and a little bit of chaos. A house party isn’t a house party if someone doesn’t throw up, a fight breaks out or someone or some couple…

Hi God, I’m sure you know who it is so I don’t need to introduce myself. From what I’ve heard and read, sources say you’re omniscient. I bet you already know what I was going to write about. I’ve fallen into the habit of writing letters so I couldn’t forget to write to the man…