Five Stages Of GriefShe watched as the leaves fell slowly to the ground, a combination of gold and copper. The ground was already covered in a carpet of damp leaves, and the leaves simply kept falling, but it didn't look like the leaves on the trees were getting any fewer. The leaves rustled softly in the autumn wind, and here and there some small animals could be heard scurrying about, but otherwise, there was silence. The air was cool and fresh, and it carried the gentle, sweet scent of wet wood, the slightest hint of rain.Five Stages Of Grief1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was sitting on a small rock, taking it all in, becoming a part of the silent harmony that is nature, and trying her best not to think. Not to think about her long dead parents, not to think of her missing husband, not to think of her deceased child. Not to think. But as is the nature of the human mind, thoughts came unwillingly, memories surfacing unbidden.
Of the first few weeks, thankfully, she remembered close to nothing. Something had happened. Not one man in the wo
So I met this alien the other night...So I met this alien the other night – lovely chap – real curious sort. Anyway… I’m pissing on this passed out teenager, sparking up a joint, I dunno, its maybe 3.30 quarter to four. It had been a good night with the boys, bad night with the ladies. I am blind drunk and high as a kite. Just come out of Porto’s and heading home, when I nip down the alley for a quick piss – see this passed out little fucker and couldn't help myself. Didn't have the heart to get him properly though, so just did his shoes and leg – ah shit, we've been here, haven’t we? Where was I? Drinking – Porto’s – Heading home – Pissing on young dude – Spaceman – Spaceman – that’s right. Bless him, he doesn't even wait for me to finish;So I met this alien the other night...1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
‘What are you doing?’ he asks
And he’s not being cheeky – like he gets it. He’s not some fish out of water, naive prick, who thinks this is some noble rite of pa