The Addict

2.49 AM I am not doing it! No, no noooooo, I’m not. I’m stronger than that. I can’t let something screw me over so bad that it decides how my day goes by. NO! That’s inhuman, degrading, vile….. Arrrghhh! I need some water. *a few gulps down* 2.50 AM Why, God why?! Why did you…

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Thirty Seconds Tales #14: Men vs. Women

“G! Fetch me those hot pink curtains. I need to hang them here over this window.” G, the obedient husband, goes over to the other room, grabs the curtains and hands them to his wife, P. P gives him a look. “What?” G exclaims. He is confused. “These aren’t the hot pink ones! These are…

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Erupt – Part 2

Sitting on the passenger side of their plush car, sorry, ‘Vikram’s‘ car, was a new sensation for her. Some night of firsts this is turning out to be! She thought wryly. Her eyes ran over the details of the sedan. The plush upholstery, the beverage holder, containing a crushed styrofoam cup, no music on the…

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Thirty Seconds Tales #13: The Knock

Knock, knock… “Who’s there at this time?” He looked at the clock groggily. It showed five minutes to 12. Almost midnight. He climbed down his bed carefully and slipped his feet into the cold rubber chappals. This was a small village. Everyone knew everyone. If there were an outsider coming at this hour, the village…

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Erupt – Part 1

She stood there, can in hand, head reeling as though she were drunk. Am I drunk? She tried counting the shots she had downed since she entered the pub. 11, 12… 15?Β She wasn’t sure. But she wasn’t drunk, she was sure. Excited, maybe. Yeah… excited. That’s more like it! She knew she couldn’t get drunk,…

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Thirty Seconds Tale #11: Boo-Boo

“Eat carefully! Don’t let the food drop on your clothes, okay, or Mumma will be very upset with you”, she scolded her toddler, and when she took her own spoonful to her mouth, it slipped and plopped right on her own clothes. “Haw, Mumma made a boo-boo!” Copyright Β©2017 Pradita Kapahi. All rights reserved.

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Detergent Memories

via Daily Prompt: Fragrance She was walking down a supermarket aisle, shopping cart loaded with groceries and other home necessities. She was almost done. Only the cleaning supplies were left to be picked up. She stopped before a display of detergents and automatically reached for the same detergent she had been using for years, when…

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