Twitter Away, Far Away

Craig left his house, feeling the itch to travel, but not knowing exactly where he wanted to go.  It was a beautiful day for a drive though, so he put the top down on his Ford Mustang.   Craig had tried to find someone to go with him, but they were all too busy.

“Well,” Craig thought, “I’m going to have an adventure of a lifetime.”  He took a selfie of himself in his car and posted it on all his social media.  “That should make them jealous,” he said.

Before turning the key, Craig decided to check one last time if someone had changed their mind.   He opened his Twitter and saw someone had sent him a direct message.

“The end of your world is coming.” – AliensRUs555.

Craig didn’t know anyone with that username, but for some reason it still put a smile on Craig’s face.  He hit reply.   “When exactly will the end be?”  No reply was immediately forthcoming, so Craig closed his phone and began to drive.

After about twenty minutes of driving along country roads he was in the middle of nowhere when his phone pinged.  He glanced over and saw it was another Twitter notification.  He barely looked back to the road in time to see a cow walking into his lane.

Craig swerved the car, narrowly missing the cow, but he ended up in a ditch.  He tried to drive the car back out, but it was stuck.  He picked up his phone and opened it up.  There was another Twitter direct message.

“How did you like the cow?” – AliensRUs555

“What the hell?” asked Craig to no one in particular, unless you counted the cow, but nobody, especially the cow, responded.  “How did you know about the cow?” he typed and hit reply.

A second later he got a reply.

“The real question is how did we know about the cow before it happened?” – AliensRUs555

Goosebumps arose on Craig’s arms.  He began to look around, but there didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary.  “This is crazy,” he said.

Another ding emanated from his phone.  Craig fearfully lifted it up to read the next DM.

“Not crazy.  Enjoy the ride!” – AliensRUs555

A bright light shot down from above, blinding Craig.

 

Three days later the police found Craig’s empty car on the side of the road.  They checked his social media accounts and saw he was posting pictures from various spots around the world.  They closed the case and moved on.  No one actually saw Craig again.

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Problems (a 100 word story)

It was one of those days.  Really it was one of those days, on steroids.  Still, Peter tried to keep a smile on his face.  It wouldn’t help to complain.  Everyone would just blow up if he did.

His friends would probably tell him he had “first world problems”.  He hated that phrase.  His problems were big enough to make him feel swamped, so in his mind they were still problems.

Peter had cut himself at work, there was blood all over his clothes, and now he had to dispose of not one, but two bodies.  Life just wasn’t fair!

 

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Frisky (an acrostic poem)

Finals were done and now the summer officially started

Rick looked at the VW Bug as it, and his girlfriend, drove away

It would suck not seeing or touching her for the next couple of weeks

She would probably be a mess of tears right now

Kind of like he was, until he had a very happy thought

You know a binging of Fortnite without interruption was now possible

 

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Deftly (an acrostic poem)

Dexterously Susan picked the lock on Brad’s safe

Easing out the jewels and money, she finally located the flash drive

Fitting it her reader she soon had everything copied

Then she encrypted the originals and put everything back as it was

Yielding herself a small smile, she wandered back to the party.  She deserved that drink

Impact (an acrostic poem)

I looked at the men in line in front of me

Men who had sacrificed so much to get to this moment

Perhaps you would call them heroes, but I call them brothers

As we walk out onto the field I secretly smile

Couldn’t ask for anything better

Than to watch and cheer for our daughters as they play their hearts out

 

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Gravity (an acrostic poem)

Giving the topic the weight it deserved

Rob thought about how heavy this discussion was going to be

Acerbity left his mouth fowled

Veiled threats forced themselves into his thoughts

It put pressure on what he was about to do

To think his dignity was about be sucked into a black hole

Yet he still made the airplane noises to get John to eat is peas

 

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What is Equality? (a short short story)

“What is equality?” asked Marcus to his class.

A student raised her hand.  “It is about having equal protections under the law of the land.”

“Very good.  Any others?”

“It is treating everyone with the same respect and dignity,” said another student.

Yet another student chimed in.  “You read everyone’s words and actions as though they were yours or a family members.”

Marcus smiled and nodded.  “Those are all good answers, but I was thinking more like this.”

Marcus went to the whiteboard and picked up a marker.  He wrote in large script ‘2+2=4’  Then on the other board he wrote ‘3+6=9’.

The students laughed at what he had done and Marcus took a mock bow before continuing.   He pointed to the first equation.  “In the first equation, everything on the left hand side of the equation is the same, and so are both sides of the equation.  Everything here is equal.”  He circled the 2+2=4 and then underlined it.

Marcus move to the second equation.  Using the marker, he pointed to the six.  “See, here six is twice the size of three.  That Is definitely not equal, and yet in the end of the equation,” here Marcus circled the 9, “the numbers are equal.  Not only that, but if I wrote this.”  Marcus wrote a big ‘x + y = 9’ on the board.   “Do you know what x and y are?”

“Three and six,” said a student.

Marcus nodded, but then rotated his hands in circles around each other.  “But that was you using pre knowledge.  If I hadn’t shown you the previous equation, would you know what x and y are?”

Most of the students shook their head no.  Marcus’ smile grew bigger.  “You see, that is my point.  Sometimes we focus on the left hand side of our equation, and there are times we need to do so.  We want to be as equal as we can be, but there are different gifts and knowledge sets, but at the end what is important is this.”  With that he circled all three of the equal signs.  “No matter what the values are here.”  Once again he underlined the two 2’s, the 3, and the 6.  “Sometimes the equality of the whole is what ultimately matters.”

A young man’s hand shot up.  “But what does that mean for us?”

“Well that’s for you to find out,” Marcus said as he pointed at the student.  Then he pointed all around the class.  “That is part of your homework.  The other part is trying to apply this mathematical understanding to everyone and everything you see.  And you thought you were in just a basic pre-calculus class.”

 

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