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For the Life of Me I... (Short Story) (595 Words)
‘Ugh! Jesus Christ!’ I say.

I spilled my drink over as I was driving down the street today here in Sweden. My name is Michelson Garland and I come from Sweden. Stockholm of course. I almost got myself into a car crash and nearly died but strangely I received a few broken bruises and composed myself when I got into the hospital ward. I screamed and went ‘Hoooo’ I have a strange fetish to make weird sounds with my mouth like that scene in that wolf of wall street movie where Matthew Maggonanhey is making noises by pounding his fist to his chest and makes a reverberating sound to his co-worker. My girlfriend Lisa (which by the way in full is Lisa O’Hare) came to see me from the mist of the fear that I would almost be dead from the accident that left me disillusioned. But fear aside I was alright. We though kind of were surprised at each other: number one why was this happening at such a random time? Was it because I had spilled my drink over when driving in my car? Should have probably been more careful when taking the road on your own. I’m twenty-six years old, I know how to handle myself. Lisa O’Hare was the saddest person in the whole room of the ward. Because I did something which was very incompetent on my part. We talked about our sorrow for our parents because I never really told you this but when realizing something so horrific and yet unforgettable as what just happened today I cried over my flesh and blood. Yes, my parents they died in a canoeing accident but I think they intended to just drown themselves in the water because I was under the suspicion that they were simply mentally-ill or just sick of me. I don’t know but I probably choose the latter. We were both tearing up and I could not stand to just leave it at that. I pounded my fists and she decided to be open about it and have me speak what was on my mind even though she knew first hand what was going on.

‘I know what your going to say.’ she said tearing up.

‘So do I, we’re lost without our parents.’

‘I can’t do this anymore.’ I said

‘What?’

‘We’ve been together for such a long time and all ever talk about is our damn guardians who died such a long time ago.’

She slapped me.

‘Stop it!’

‘Are you crazy?’

What was that? Was I too sentimental? Perhaps being in this hospital is really getting too me. It reeks of death and the elderly here. Why did she slap me? She must be in too much torment for her to understand me, she has parents of her own but they died with my family. Sweden has so many islands and boats and fisherman everywhere so being dead in the water may as well be my fate. There was a man with a funny beard who told me about how pain can be a good thing but I really don’t think that is true. We finally calmed down or at least she did and we simply just laid there like animals in heat. Now for the last time I didn’t mention that I am from a place from the northern lands of Europe did I? I just have too many things in my head to even think rationally about being here in the middle of the day. The doctor arrived and explained my situation as of now.





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For the Life of Me I... (Short Story) (595 Words)
‘Ugh! Jesus Christ!’ I say.

I spilled my drink over as I was driving down the street today here in Sweden. My name is Michelson Garland and I come from Sweden. Stockholm of course. I almost got myself into a car crash and nearly died but strangely I received a few broken bruises and composed myself when I got into the hospital ward. I screamed and went ‘Hoooo’ I have a strange fetish to make weird sounds with my mouth like that scene in that wolf of wall street movie where Matthew Maggonanhey is making noises by pounding his fist to his chest and makes a reverberating sound to his co-worker. My girlfriend Lisa (which by the way in full is Lisa O’Hare) came to see me from the mist of the fear that I would almost be dead from the accident that left me disillusioned. But fear aside I was alright. We though kind of were surprised at each other: number one why was this happening at such a random time? Was it because I had spilled my drink over when driving in my car? Should have probably been more careful when taking the road on your own. I’m twenty-six years old, I know how to handle myself. Lisa O’Hare was the saddest person in the whole room of the ward. Because I did something which was very incompetent on my part. We talked about our sorrow for our parents because I never really told you this but when realizing something so horrific and yet unforgettable as what just happened today I cried over my flesh and blood. Yes, my parents they died in a canoeing accident but I think they intended to just drown themselves in the water because I was under the suspicion that they were simply mentally-ill or just sick of me. I don’t know but I probably choose the latter. We were both tearing up and I could not stand to just leave it at that. I pounded my fists and she decided to be open about it and have me speak what was on my mind even though she knew first hand what was going on.

‘I know what your going to say.’ she said tearing up.

‘So do I, we’re lost without our parents.’

‘I can’t do this anymore.’ I said

‘What?’

‘We’ve been together for such a long time and all ever talk about is our damn guardians who died such a long time ago.’

She slapped me.

‘Stop it!’

‘Are you crazy?’

What was that? Was I too sentimental? Perhaps being in this hospital is really getting too me. It reeks of death and the elderly here. Why did she slap me? She must be in too much torment for her to understand me, she has parents of her own but they died with my family. Sweden has so many islands and boats and fisherman everywhere so being dead in the water may as well be my fate. There was a man with a funny beard who told me about how pain can be a good thing but I really don’t think that is true. We finally calmed down or at least she did and we simply just laid there like animals in heat. Now for the last time I didn’t mention that I am from a place from the northern lands of Europe did I? I just have too many things in my head to even think rationally about being here in the middle of the day. The doctor arrived and explained my situation as of now.



"UGH! Jesus Christ"I exclaimed with a mixture of shock and annoyance. I'd spilled my drink as I was driving and almost crashed my car. I could have killed myself. My name is Michelson Garland, I'm Swedish and I'm from Stockholm. I'm twenty six years old and I can take care of myself. I had broken a few bones and there were bruises but it could have been worse, much worse.
finding myself in a Hospital Ward i started to composed myself and screamed "hooo!" I have this strange fetish of making weird sounds with my mouth like that scene in " The Wolf of Wall Street! where Matthew Maggonanhey makes that noise as he pounds his chest with his fists and makes a reverberating so at a co-worker.

My girlfriend Lisa, Lisa O'Hare that is, came to visit me in Hospital and, having come to terms with the realisation what might have been and left feeling quite dis-illusioned but I was okay and would make a full recovery. Lisa was as surprised as I was.

Why had this happened at such a random time? Was it because I'd spilled my drink whist driving? Should have been more careful when taking to the road alone. Lisa must have been the most sad and embarrassed person in the ward because of my stupidity. I had only myself to blame for my mis-fortune.
We talked about our sorrow for my parents and because of what had happened I'd cried or my own flesh and blood. Both my parents drowned in a canoeing accident. They said it was an accident but I suspect that it was suicide. Maybe he had been hey had been mentally ill or just wanting to be rid of me. I think just wanted to be rid of me.

As I pounded my fists we talked about our situation although she sensed what was happening.

"I know what you're going to say " she began.

"I can't do this anymore."

"What? She gasped, shocked and horrified by what I'd said. "We've been together for so long but all we ever talk about is our damned guardians" and then she slapped me.
"Stop it." She exclaimed. "Are you crazy?"

What was that all about? Was I getting too sentimental?

Eventually we calmed down, at least she did and we just laid there like animals on a hot day.

Being in that Hospital was getting to me, It reeked of death and the elderly. And why did she slap me? She has her troubles to I guess. She lost her parents too, they perished in that damned canoeing accident, along with my family.
In Sweden there are so many islands and fishermen that death may well be my fate also. An old man with a funny beard once told me that pain was a good think but I don't know, I'm not entirely convinced.

I forgot to mention that I am from the north lands of Europe. Also there is so much swirling around my head that I struggling to think rationally right now. A Hospital Doctor has now spoken to me and informed of my current situation.

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