Short Storys

Short story - THE DREAMERS

I dug my toes into the warm sand as the tide slowly covered my feet, oozing back to it’s rightful place seconds later. Where were the...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST - PART EIGHT.

Our team of three men move into position, following the plan they have devised to the letter. Training over the past month, they now move...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST - PART SEVEN.

The back door of the van is opened to reveal a yellow school bus filled with children ready to exit and start their day. I notice for the...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST - PART SIX.

The van screeches to an abrupt halt and one of the men says that it is time. I am the last to be strapped on. My wearer looks so young,...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST - PART FIVE.

All four of us vests are sitting in the corner of the van. I ask the one closest to me if he has any feelings that what we are doing is...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST - PART FOUR.

I start to question myself. Am I the abnormality here? Is what I consider madness, needless violence, innocent deaths, the normal way?...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST - PART THREE.

What I want to know is do the men who are about to commit this terrible attack, this act that is as barbaric as any that rage across the...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST - PART TWO.

The other vests are not as vocal as the AK’s, not quite so belligerent, but they are still raring to go, arguing who is going to do the...

THE RELUCTANT SUICIDE VEST.

The machine guns’, or AK’s as they like to be known, chatter becomes more incessant as we get closer to the school. The sound they are...