This story was extracted from a short story called Picker Pack completed in April 2016. For a brief period, I worked for a company called Harper Collins Publishers in Dunmore Pennsylvania, as a Picker Packer employed by a staffing agency. I was a temporary worker, working for 90 business days, hired by Manpower filling this … Continue reading Lisa
A FEW DAYS AFTER MY HIGH SCHOOL COMMENCEMENT ceremony, Sara visited me. She hadn’t attended school for a few years, but she was still very sharp when she was thinking clearly. She congratulated me on my graduation and passing the Caribbean Examination Council and advanced level tests, well enough to be published in the local … Continue reading Short Story –Chapter 8: Sad Girl (Part 9) – The End
As the months went on Jenny started displaying the same behavior as Sara. She was hospitalized and then returned to the village to roam like a lost soul. Their father carried on like nothing was happening to his children, while Jenny and Sara took turns slipping in and out madness. Although it was strange that … Continue reading Short Story –Chapter 8: Sad Girl (Part 8) – The Last Fall
When she finally got better after her third hospitalization, she was able to resume some normalcy once again, so we took up where we left off. My mother at this point seemed a bit symapthic towards. She allowed Sara to visit and even encouraged me to keep talking to her, but she still wasn’t allowed … Continue reading Short Story –Chapter 8: Sad Girl (Part 7) – End Of Days
DURING MY LAST FEW YEARS OF HIGH SCHOOL, Sara drifted in and out of a psychotic state. She would get well enough to have a job; then something would trigger sending her back to the hospital. The last few times she recovered, she started staying in the city with an aunt. She worked at a … Continue reading Short Story –Chapter 8: Sad Girl (Part 6) – End Of Days
HER FINAL EPISODE HAPPENED AT SCHOOL months after the beach incident. This time it didn’t involve Conner or Mr. Mathews. I only witnessed a few moments of her outburst before the teachers grabbed her, but it was a very shocking scene that was forever locked in my mind. I was sitting in literature class going … Continue reading Short Story –Chapter 8: Sad Girl (Part 5) – The Last Fall
THE INFRASTRUCTURE OF HER LIFE DIDN’T START DECAYING, until the day her behavior got so outrageous our school counselors had to quarantine her.
I didn’t think that anyone really thought of love or wanted to get married in my age group. I saw it as a waste of time and energy trying to encourage such a trivial pursuit of affection. I thought marriage was a thing you had to do when you wasted your life and had nothing else to give to yourself.
started having many vivid dreams about my own death.
The stories of my mischievous brother started like so many others, which always seemed to commence on a dreadfully boring day. If there was an equation for misadventure amongst village boys, it usually started with a boring day multiplied by the Caribbean heat and divided by idle hands which produced an outcome of mischief. Every … Continue reading Fire Boys