Category: Emotional
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Picked last
I don’t know why I bother showing up to gym class. No one ever wants to pick me for their team, and I don’t blame them. It’s embarrassing being ‘that kid who is always picked last for sport’. If I did a no show, it would be less awkward for…
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Cable (Life) Support
I’m weak in my old age. To be honest, I have lived five years longer than I should have. My battery is short and I constantly need a cable to keep me alive. The human prepares the final ritual. They save and copy all my files on to a newer,…
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Workaholics Anonymous
This is my first session of Workaholics Anonymous. I’ve been so busy with work that I forgot to show up for months. I had to admit to myself I had a problem. I love the grit in working. The tasks itself are menial, but I understand my drive, my passions,…
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The Burden of Memory
I remember everything about my life, to my own detriment. I know the expiry date of the eggs in the fridge back in 2009. I remember all the digits of my current credit card, and all my previous expired cards. I know the movie lines by heart after just one…
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I Forgot to Write it Down
This idea is genius! Plus, it’s so good that I’ll definitely remember it later. I don’t need to write it down, I’m sure I will remember everything. *** Wait, what was I going to write down again? I had this idea but the details are blurry. Crap, I’ve done it…
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Shaved Grass
Life is pretty good. There is plenty of freedom getting to stand tall and blow with the wind. The soil beneath me provides me all the nutrients I need to be strong and live a good life. What’s that noise nearby and getting louder? I see a roaring machine start…
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Creative Gridlock
I’m a writer. I’m good at writing. Less so for other creative endeavors. I wish I was good at painting or drawing or sculpting or making music or acting, but the sad reality is that I’m not. I stick to writing as it comes naturally to me. I fear that…
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Violently Sick petrol Pump
I feel horrible. Every few minutes, I have a car pull up beside me and squeeze me until I’m vomiting. Then the next car, and the next car, and the next car, and so on all day long. I’m squeezed until I’m violently sick and their car is running on…
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Victim Cards Shuffle
I have to give my deck of victim cards a shuffle before deciding what my excuse is today. I need constant validation and need people to coddle me for contributing nothing to society. Today is… drumroll please… being a bad friend. I can definitely work with this. It’s time to…
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EMERGENCY: CODE URGENT HELP
“If you are hearing this, I need help. I’m bleeding out on the corner of Thompson Road and Cisile Street. Quickly! Please call 9-1-1! I know for certain that I don’t have long left. The blood is draining from my head, and this may be the last time that I…
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Deathbed Narcacism
I wonder to myself what people will think about me – remember me by – once I’m dead. I’m holding onto my final breaths, each more painful than the last, so no better time to question my legacy. Not a single person should have any bad will towards me. I’ve…
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Dead Musician’s Support Group
Being dead has been difficult to adjust to. My fingers are itching to get back to the strings of my instrument. I am constantly tapping my foot to an imaginary beat. Music was my everything in life, and the afterlife of silence is agonising. It turns out, I’m not alone…
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Sneeze Powers
Every time I sneeze, I lose my bearings. It would be all good if I got disorientated from the up and down movement, but I teleport to a different location with each sneeze. Yesterday, I sneezed and ended up in Paris. It’s frustrating to pay for all my plane tickets…
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Interdimensional Friendship
It’s not often that I get to catch up with my friend. Unfortunately, the first time our paths crossed was a fluke accident where a portal from his world and my world opened up at the exact same location. Different worlds in different universes. In the time we got to…
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Each Passing Second
I watch the hands on the clock face slowly tick by. Each. Excruciating. Second. I’ve gone into waiting mode before I’m meant to be getting ready and heading off to work. There is absolutely other things I could be working on in these long hours, but my mind is refusing…
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Kingdom of Misfits
Nothing makes sense in this world, yet that’s where the beauty lies. Houses are all designed in unique architecture and colours. People dress as they please. Art culture is overflowing in abundance. We created this safe haven for those who don’t know their place in the world, or where they…
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Second Chance at Life
I need him back. My beloved husband which we spent sixty-seven years together, is gone. I know I only get one pass in my life, so I have to cash that in to bring him back. He’s standing before me again. Strangely, there is another woman I’ve never met before,…
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A Grave for Dead Gods
I’m the last person to tend to the dead overlords. People of all species do not accept their creators are mortal, despite how long they live for, die just like them. They might understand on a surface level that everything is created from a previous reaction, but foolish enough to…
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Wine Glass Monologue
The red liquid is poured into my body, and now it’s my time to shine. I sway from side-to-side, thanks to the person holding me who gently tips the glass. I have so much to tell you, so buckle in for a ride. My goal in life is simple. I…
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Death to us Part
When I said I loved you until death do us part, I menat it.. I love you so much that you must die. The sooner the better, in my humble opinion. I sharpened my favourite knife for this very occasion; our wedding day. I promise, my love, that you will…
