Friday, July 25, 2014

Short Story continued

Emily tried to take in what was happening but at the same time she was terrified. This wasn't the world she knew. She looked out into the street and the usual business of traffic was absent. But then she saw someone running down the street followed by a group of people. They were all coming towards her and then she recognized the man being chased - it was Gerry Brownlee. He was a fast runner. Emily was impressed as she watched the group run past. The people chasing were all different ages, mostly older, some waving umbrellas and rolled-up newspapers, shouting as they went. Then she realized there was still a journalist standing beside her and he was asking a question.
     "Did you see any aliens?" he asked her, holding out a small voice recorder.
     "No, nothing at all," Emily answered. "How could we have aliens in Godzone? This is a peaceful country."
     "But you witnessed something very strange," the journalist persisted. "You are one of the few who were there."
     "But I have no idea what caused it. I'm just as confused as you are," she said.
(To be continued....)

Thursday, July 03, 2014

July Story Beginning by Genesis Cotterell (Indie Author)

Hi Readers & Writers,
There was something about this morning. I took an early walk and birdsong infused the predawn and sang to me the beauty of life. The sky gradually became washed with the first rays of sunlight.  The rain had cleansed and refreshed everything and now it was like a new beginning.
Later at the bus station we all stood, waiting. I imagined this is how it would be described later. Everyone was just standing there, as if frozen in time and space when the event happened. No one knew or had any foreshadowing of what was to come. The stillness was eerie. It was as if we were all in a bubble, far removed from any disaster.
After some hours the survivors were able to calmly state where they were and how it was so sudden. They were calm because nothing had happened to them. Certain ones disappeared, that was true, but not in a terrible way. It was like, hey, they were there a minute ago and now they’re gone.
“Please tell us what happened,” they were asked by journalists, frantic for the story. But no one could tell them anything, until one small, rounded woman, wearing glasses said something which caused the journos to flock towards her.
“The ground moved,” the woman said. “It kind of tilted. I thought it was me, but it was everyone. We were all leaning left but it only lasted a second or two. Then we were upright again.  Some of us were no longer standing there.”
“So it was like an earthquake?” one keen journalist asked, thinking of Christchurch.
“No, nothing shook, just tilted. I remember seeing a lady drop her handbag. I looked around and when I looked back, she was no longer there. It had only taken a second.”
To be continued.....................

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