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The Helpful Sister

Lina’s shaking hand reaches for her purse. Everything aches as she pulls her cellphone out of her purse. She swipes the cracked screen for the emergency call button and cuts her thumb in the process.
“911, what’s your emergency?”
“Ple, please… help me.”
“What is your emergency?”
“What is your location?”
“I’m…I’m in the parking lot…stairwell at 1900 Bridewater Street. Somebody…pushed…me down a flight of stairs.”
“Did you say you were pushed down the stairs? Is your attacker still there?”
“I don’t know.” Lina starts to weep. “Please help.”
“Help is on the way.”
“I can’t feel my legs.”
Three days later, Lina is laying in a hospital bed bruised up. Her sister, Jazmine walks in. She taken aback by Lina’s injuries.
“Oh my god, Lina, you should have called me right away.” Jazmine cups her chest. “Are you in pain?”
“No. I’m on enough drugs. I didn’t call because I was ashamed of our argument, and I didn’t feel right reaching out for help. Can you forgive me?”
“Of course. I’m happy to help.”
“I know you didn’t want to move in to be my nurse.”
“Well, this way, we can help each other out. I only needed to stay three months.”
“I should be good after one month, but you can stay for three.”
“Did the police find out who pushed you down the stairs?”
“No. The person hid their face from the cameras the whole time.”
“Wow. I know cops hate it when people wear hoodies.”
“Who said anything about a hoodie?”

The End

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The Move In Boos

Tiffany and Mike are moving into their new home. They are unpacking boxes in the dining room area. They wanted to be out of their apartment by the end of the month, and they didn’t realize it was Halloween night. The sounds of children screaming and laughing fill the air.

“Aw shit.” Tiffany groaned. “We didn’t pick up any candy for the kids. We’re making a bad impression already.”

“Tiff, we’re just moving in. They can’t expect candy.”

“You think the kids won’t knock on the door? You know what, I’ll put a sign on the door saying, no candy here.

“Okay, whatever. I’ll be upstairs putting our new bed together. I want to break that thing in tonight.”

Mike walks upstairs. Tiffany digs in a box a takes out a black sharpie and a piece of printing paper. As she writes on the paper, there’s a knock on the door. Tiffany rolls her eyes and goes to the door to answer it. A little girl, is standing there holding a basket.

“Trick or treat?”

“Hey, aren’t you adorable.” Tiffany smiles at the child.

“I’m a princess.”

“I’ve never seen a zombie princess before. I’m so sorry, we’re just moving in, so we don’t have any candy.”

“No trick either?”

“I didn’t think kids actually wanted anything but candy. I don’t have either. You know, you shouldn’t be knocking on doors alone. Where’s your mom? Do you live in this neighborhood?”

The girl points next door.

“You live next door? Let me walk you home. Just a minute.”

Tiffany walks back inside and picks up a jacket. She turns back around, and she sees a neighbor holding a bottle of champagne. Mike comes downstairs.

“I can use some help with the bed. Are you going somewhere?”

A neighbor walks in the doorway. “I don’t mean to disturb you. I just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood. I’m Beth. How long have you been married?”

“Great starter question.” Tiffany replies sarcastically. “I’m trying to help a little girl who should not be walking the neighborhood alone.”

“All the kids are walking in groups.”

“Not this little girl. She pointed to the house next door, and I want to talk to her mom about letting her zombie princess walk around alone.”

Beth looks astonished. “Are you serious right now?”

Tiffany: “Wha…”

“Did Susan put you up to this?”

Beth’s eyes began to tear up. Tiffany doesn’t know what to say.

“Susan moved in last year and said the same thing. Do you two think it’s funny joking about me losing my child? You both can go to hell?”

Beth leaves. Mike and Tiffany look at each other.

Mike asks, “When was the girl here?”

“Just a moment ago.”

“Oh. I thought you were on the phone. I didn’t hear anyone else.”


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The Surprise Talk

Marla knew something was going down. She heard whispers from the clique groups at the job. She wasn’t going to ask for gossip, she wanted to know the real info. Marla was laid off two companies in the past, and the atmosphere of gossip, and the boss letting you leave on time all week feels all too familiar.

She tried not to get upset, but she put her blood sweat and tears in her work so she won’t be in this position again. She thought being indispensable was the key, but now she’s thinking there is no key.

After creeping around her boss finally speaks to her in the lobby.

“Marla, I need to see you in my office at the end of the day.”

“Okay, is there anything I need to bring?”

“No, just you.”


Marla walks to her desk fuming over the talk her boss wants to have.

Marla says to herself, “They let you work the whole day, then they send you packing…is that in a handbook or something?”

Five o’clock comes and Marla notices how people are staring at her as she walks to the boss’s office. She decides she’s going to rip him a new one, because she has worked so hard and it wasn’t appreciated. Marla opens the boss’s door…

Everyone yells, “Surprise!”

Marla jumps.

Everyone sings, “Happy birthday to you… happy birthday dear Marla…happy birthday to you!”

Marla’s boss walks up to her smiling. “I wanted you to know that I appreciate your hard work, and I see you.”

Marla was so excited to be noticed, she couldn’t break it to them that her birthday was next month.”