Ruben C.
She tore out my heart, yet still on Christmas morning I received a cheerful message from her as if nothing had happened.
She tore out my heart, yet still on Christmas morning I received a cheerful message from her as if nothing had happened.
Christmas is nothing but loneliness followed by 365 shopping days until even more loneliness.
I never dreamed I'd find myself dangling upside down in a hollow tree looking for a four-year-old Rubbermaid box with an eraser in it, but there I was.
I fear that people would believe me to be a malingerer, and even my estranged father, upon hearing about the dilemma which my symptoms presented, commented, "I think you're allergic to work."
As I stared at the stunningly precious likeness before me, I blithely told him that if I were in his shoes, I'd be telling everyone that my baby looked just like me!
I told them all I was raped, when the only assault that occured was that of my mind against my body.
As she bandaged my hands I told her of my new plans for worming the cat.
In the past 24 hours, I have seen 9 cars with Menorahs on their roofs.
She contacted me for the first time in 18 months, with the same issues she had 18 months ago.
I never knew what I wanted from life, except to be a better father to my children (if I have any) than mine was to me.
When she asked today if I love him, I replied with "yes."
She sort of reminded me of James Woods, minus the swagger and cigarettes.
I once thought that not growing up sick would make me a better person, but then I learned that the opposite was true.
In high school I cleaned banks after hours and enjoyed it more than almost any job I've had since.
As the fire grew larger and larger and the dumpster grew ablaze, I felt only the heat of guilt as my friend stared remorsefully out the window when the police arrived.
In this empty house I called home, it was there I knew I was to be lonely the rest of my life.
I told him that I would have become a citizen of Iran for him and then I changed my mind.
While I was at work making money for her, she was with some other guy.
True stories, told in one sentence, are best suited as necessary and urgent confessions.
One week after her accident, I saw her again; she didn't recognize me, but I knew she remembered what I'd done for her.
After many minutes in the garage, I had found the brown denim jacket with the corduroy collar.
The stench of cow poop is forgotten while running barefoot in a dairy farm pen as a pack of cows starts running at you.
Only later did I realize that the taxi driver wasn't making an obscene gesture, but rather, trying to inform me that I had left a box of takeout on the roof of my car.
I pressed the panic button and when 5 fully armed policemen arrived with the security company, I was even more afraid.
"It's an interesting coincidence that the third advent candle is lit on the third day of Channukah this year," said the Muslim gleefully.
When I got my period at age 12, my father stood outside the bathroom door, trying to make me feel better by singing the words to a popular 1970s commercial, "You are a W - U - O - M - A - N, you are a woooman!"
With so many people to love in my life, why do I worry about one?
At 9am I was turned down for a promotion and at 3pm found out that I failed the professional exam I was sure I had passed.
Tonight I had to tell my youngest son to stay in his room with the door locked because his brother was in such a rage.
I have never felt so empty and sad as I do this year at Christmas.
I was the only one not laughing as I turned and apologized for bumping into him, only afterwards realizing I had just apologized to a wooden pole.
I hit my head on the floor when I was 7 and since then my life has gone progressively downhill.
I was looking for red wallpaper the day I got the idea for a remote controlled toilet.
After checking his email for the 437th time that day, he realized his love for his job was like most people's love for feces.
She said she'd never give up on me, but now she's with a drummer.
I was suddenly uninvited from my step daughter's wedding so the man who had brutalized her mother for 25 years could show up in a borrowed suit and later depart after the reception without even saying goodbye to anyone.
It was in equally shared tears of a naive teenaged girl that I realized that I too was rid of my childhood.
On Sunday morning when I woke up I didn't have a dog, but by Sunday afternoon I was chasing ducks in the park with Zeus.
If I booed the one-sentence story of someone's life on OneSentence.org, does that mean I'm a bad person?
It's not always the best idea getting drunk with your colleagues, but it's interesting!
After severly hurting my foot, losing my job, being evicted from our home without cause, nursing my 3 year old through strep, picking my fiance and his totaled car up at the hospital, and going into debt, I wondered, "what else can happen in one month?"
The car was packed and loaded, and with tears in my eyes I hugged my son and said goodbye.
Even though I'm 99.9% sure he'll break my heart, the 0.1% chance he won't keeps me from leaving.
I realized, ironically, that the reason it smelled like permanent marker next to my bed, was because my fish tank sprung a leak from the bottom and soaked my video game booklets.
After serving liquor to alcoholics all day, I realised that I am, in fact, a bad person.
He salvaged what was left of me and yet it seems that this fact is of little interest to the world.
Then the doctor said the Crohn's is something you can live with, and that the stomach pain will be gone in a couple of days, but he was wrong.
It is the definition of irony that you confess to me now, here in the broom closet, when I know that my breath reeks something fierce.
I always think I can get more done in a day than I really do thanks to my 2 wild cards - ages 2 and 5.
In the weeks of my stardom in Nigeria as a 5'2 white female "didn't make the cut in high school" basketball player I regained my confidence.
I didn't realize until the Black History Program had already begun that it was probably a bad idea to sit with the Nazi boy.
Just as my boss began to speak at the company Christmas dinner, she simultaneously sneezed and farted, stopping every fork in midair.
I've been waiting all day for you to call and apologize so I could hang up on you.
I was lying in bed when my stomach made a sound like Pacman dying.
My mother took great delight in pointing out my shyness to strangers who were kinder to me than she ever was.
The summer I turned sixteen, he flew me over our neighborhood during the Fourth of July pool party, but that wasn't the time his plane went down.
Walking away, it became clear that what was 30 minutes to me was for him an end to years of a most crushing hatred.
I had never heard the band before, but I got into two of their shows for free in one week, so I pretended to be a fan.
After years of traveling, it dawned on her she was the one left behind.
I knew as I walked out, you'd make sure your brother and sister were safe, but I never expected you to survive your childhood.