Fiction

Friendship Across the World

A long, blond-haired, middle-aged woman leaves her house, but before she leaves she goes up to her tea cup set and kisses each perfectly made cup and plate.

A long, blond-haired, middle-aged woman leaves her house, but before she leaves she goes up to her tea cup set and kisses each perfectly made cup and plate.

I remember vividly. It was end of May or early June. This picture perfect afternoon… Oh, no wait, that’s a song. Ah yes, it was autumn. Sam and I were walking through the neighborhood, when an unpleasant thought infiltrated my mind.

AT CURTAIN RISE
SCENE 1

ALEX enters upstage left. She is followed by HARPER who is examining a map. ALEX crosses to center stage while HARPER lingers behind. ALEX scans the surrounding area while HARPER continues to study the map.

Kaylee. My best friend in the whole world. I can't think of a time when I didn't see her by my side. To everyone else, she's imaginary, to me she's as real as it gets. Everything about her is better than I could imagine.

Have you ever had an imaginary friend? Chances are, you probably have at least once in your life, but there was no friend like Madeline. This is the story of a little lady, seven years old, who had a best friend that lived in her head.

Little fairies like candy.
Their wings flutter at the sound of their crunch.
They swoon at their taste.
Their eyes grow wide when they are offered.
In this excitement,
a little fairy weaved from window to window.

He remembered he almost cried, but instead he laughed. It was what he did in troubling situations, a defense mechanism. Something he did to protect himself. Dad always told him boys shouldn’t cry, he never said they couldn't laugh.

The world was full of people who are in love with Eden Whittaker. They are opposite of of few and far between, plentiful and everywhere. The world’s great sweetheart, she could do no wrong.

The crimes he committed were the worst we had ever seen. Every new body we found was in a strange yet gruesome place and most could not handle it. We lost so many trainees and even some older vets, it was just to intense.

My fists flew through the air with deadly precision and impacted against my opponent's body. I had been training for years to become the best boxing champion around.