ShortStories

So I've been having hard times thinking of a new blog topic... so I decided to look through my documents on my computer. And see if there were anything interesting to talk about and guess what. I found this really really short story that I wrote last year. It's not as great as the Crimson Fighter and that one other horror story, The Melody, but it's still a story that I personally liked. So here it goes. Oh wait before I show you the one I wrote, here's one of my friends really really short story. It's appropriately named Requested.

I looked at the blank piece of paper in my hand and the pen in the other. I had forgotten about this day, what was it called? Ah, yes, request day. I sighed with a yawn after, looking outside with a gleam in my eye. I temporarily ignored the piece of paper in front of me.
The sky always blue was empty; it was saved for a few clouds lazily drifting through. The sun was shining brightly along following it by ninety-degrees Fahrenheit. I didn’t care much. It was nice in here, and it had air conditioning.
A soft gust of wind breezed by, delivering a flowery aroma surrounding me. I grinned just a bit. This was most peaceful; I wouldn’t leave this for the world, this place with such a magnificent view.
However, my eyes were caught by the forgotten slip of paper, slightly crumpled in my hands. I grinned once more, and began to write. When I finished, I placed the slip of paper into a black box located near the door. Not noticing the black ink contrasted with the room. I gave a sigh and leaned back, with the wall supporting my back as I took in the view once again.
This year’s request:
Please give me a window.

I love that one because it was short but simple and explained a lot. Okay so here's mine. It's titled, Pleasure to Life.

Driving along a crooked cliff, two people drunk drive. Wait, hold on, let's start at the beginning. Rewind.
There were two guys, both with relationship problems, had met each other in the most upsetting place. The bathroom. One guy, Dave, had just randomly started talking to himself about his problems. Ben entered the bathroom, and answered Dave's questions to himself. Ben knew how Dave felt, so they told each other their stories. It took a while, but the thing was that they stayed in the bathroom talking to each other. They never thought of talking over a cup of coffee or getting some food, instead they just stood there.
When they finished, the next they knew, they were headed for the nearby bar. They drank all night long, not knowing what would happen if they drunk drive. Dave and Ben were drunk enough to know that they had two cars, they only took Dave's, the worst driver between the two. They headed towards the highway, not knowing where it will lead, Instead, of going to he nearest town, it lead to a cliff instead.
This is exactly where we started off from! Well let's just continue.
So they were drunk driving near a crooked cliff, the road was narrow. Dave fell asleep while driving, they were both about to see their lives flash before their drunken lives. The car did one mistake and turned. Beep, Beep! Dave's head pressed the horn to the car. The whole car flew off the cliff with both Dave and Ben still in it. Crash!
Neither Dave or Ben's bodies were found, no one knew where the car landed. It just disappeared out of nowhere.

Such a nice memory to remember... xD