There was just a little more to do, he was sure of that
It shouldn’t take long, but that was the same thing he said three hours ago
Now he was still in his chair staring at the computer monitor, wondering how to kill all the bugs
You would think it was a gargantuan task, but he liked his job and to him it was…
There are times when a boy and a girl love each other.
Hey Dad, you don’t need to go there.
Every dad has to. It’s an oath we give at the hospital before taking you home.
They were lying to you, Dad. I’m all set.
And how would you know you are all set?
Look, do you want me to tell you what I know?
Kill me now!
Can’t things just remain the same?
He shook his head reading the paper about another closure
As if being single wasn’t hard enough
Now where would he meet women? He hated Tinder.
Going on Twitter just made his skin crawl
Even though this virus likely wouldn’t kill him, his love life was RIP.
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Reaching the time gate, Jackson sighed with relief.
Even after everything had gone wrong for these past two years, he could set it right
Punching the emergency return button, the gate hummed to life
Eleven minutes from now, he would be able to go back to 2031
And this time know how to fix it. He leaped into the breach and felt something go…
The EMTs rushed him into the emergency room
It was found he had a brain aneurysm. It didn’t kill or paralyze him
No, it just affected his memory. His earliest memory was of 2028
Glimmers of something horrible sometimes surfaced, but therapy helped suppress it
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Until I had breathed my last I had never thought about my mortality
Now those last few moments I wondered a lot about it through the pain
Death, as I found out, can be a tricky subject now
Even as I felt my heartbeat that last time I knew something was wrong
All I wanted to do was move for a light, or into space, or anywhere else than this body
Damned that I get to be a walking corpse for the rest of eternity. Kill me now!
Deciding to take on his grisly task
Everything began to fall into place
Considering how easy it was to plan to kill someone
If there was ever a catch, it was how to dispose of the body
Someone was almost always going to find it
It was important to make that task difficult though
Only Mike didn’t want to make it too difficult
No need for his blackmailer to get nervous and go public
Sighing, Mike got into his car to head out3
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Inside the note, it commanded Mike to kill another person
This time a man located the next city over
Given that he knew this person already
Everything should be easier than that woman, Penny
That being said, Mike didn’t want to cross that line again
So he went back to his computer
Whipping out the videos of his house from his hidden cams
Observing anyone who came close to his place
Realizing someone with a red umbrella
Slipped it into his mail slot
Even smiled at his hidden camera as she waved at it
A lot of writing advice connotes I should be willing to kill my darlings. Okay, they were right. It made my writing more gritty and realistic. The problem now isn’t how to make what I put on the page more lifelike, but where am I going to bury the bodies?
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The prison gate swung open and Ferris walked out of the walls that had held him closed in for over half a century.
“How does it feel?” asked Marvin. Marvin had been a guard at the prison for over six years. Ferris liked the kid, but he could be too much a hard ass.
Ferris gestured back at the prison. “When I came through these gates, I was a demon. I killed a family for some drinking money.” Ferris looked at the bus waiting to take him to a half way house. “Now I realize I wasn’t a demon, but a time traveler. I get to see how everything has changed.”
“Just watch out. Some things haven’t changed,” said Marvin.
“Like what?” asked Ferris.
“There are still demons who kill for drinking money. Don’t reconvert,” said Marvin as he shook Ferris’ hand. “Take care and I better not see you on this side of the walls again.”
Ferris tipped his hat, exposing his grey wispy hair. “No more demons for me,” said Ferris. “and no offense, you can keep your walls. I’m sick of living in a castle. ”
And with that Ferris walked onto the bus. “Take me to the future,” he said as the doors closed.
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