Michael Martin thought he was just going to work...

Life is about choices. There will always be what if but ultimitely the final decision belongs to each individual person.

This story by Jaye Michael is incomplete and likely to remain that way since Jaye's health problems prevent her from further work on it. If someone here at BigCloset wishes to finish it, write with Jaye's blessing but please be kind to Jaye's vision of the story as Jaye is being kind to us.

War and Peace

By

Jacquimac

Part Thirteen

The day of the settlements meeting arrived and plnety of food and drink was loaded on to carts along with the younger children, we were hoping that everyone would have a good time seeing it might be last time these people had a real get together for some time.

SHOWTIME

By

Jacquimac

Part one

The dance teacher asked all the girls which of them could do splits comfortably, she was trying to get some sort of show ready for Christmas.

The boys were across the other side of the room and Brian and me were sitting against the wall about half between the two groups.

Me and Brian lived next door to each other and were best of friends, well to tell the truth we didn`t have any other friends.

A smile spread across her lips as she stepped in. “Hello Tracy.” She stopped just in front of the girl and hugged her. “You look beautiful.” She whispered into Tracy's ear.

“Don't ask me. Maybe she's been in there all this time, she just needed the chance to come out.” Modine said as she went to the cupboard and pulled out a loaf of freshly made bread. She waited for Tracy to turn back to her and she cut a slice off of the loaf. She then offered the knife to her. “Here you go young lady. Five more slices, just like the one I did.”

War and Peace

By

Jacquimac

Part Twelve

We`ve heard the fighting has started again somewhere in the west, how long it will last we don`t know , it all depends on whatever troops and resources each side will commit.

When we first started this conflict we had limited resources due to the length of our supply lines, as usual our allies will not support us but will supply the enemy with weapoms and ammunition.

Charlie…3

Chapter 3

Oh yay they’re still coming over.

I grab my burger again and stuff a lot of it into my mouth. I’m not a pig, but I can be. One of the easiest unladylike things I can do is to take this big ole chomping bite of something I’m eating and be as messy as possible. There’s ketchup on my face and dripping out my burger.

CHAPTER 26
It wasn’t a bad Summer, all told. There was an awful lot of adjustment to fit in and fit ourselves to, and I have to admit I did miss Tabby. She had been my confidante, my only friend, for as long as it took me to find out that the last wasn’t true and never had been. I said goodbye to her properly, and packed a few outfits for her in her new home with the girls.

Sweet dreams-12 …Am I in a Daydream.

Chapter 12

Its breakfast and packing real lunches then us heading off to school again. It’s still not routine to me. Actually the whole thing’s kind of special; even dreamlike. I mean we stop and get a box of stuff from Wired and we meet at our regular table and just hanging out together. There’s people that know my name and they treat me like I’m an actual human being and stuff.

Long time since I last wrote a bit. But this one was sitting finished on my hard drive and felt finished. It’s a bit of a drabble in
MELANIE EZELL'S BIG CLOSET ULTIMATE WRITER'S CHALLENGE, the fourty fourth week challenge:

44. Drabble Rabble

idea: Write a collection of related drabbles.

length: No more than 5 drabbles, each at 100 words.