Memoirs of Dreamers



Captive Ladybird

3 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 5    4.67/5
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September 2nd 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Philosophical  |  Author: Fariba  |  1690 views

Here I am… Seated on a chair in a room,surrounded by the tall, gloomy walls. It is raining out side,perhaps…if so , the ground is wet and on any of the leaves ,the drops of rain are sliding down,linger on … suspended, the leaves are bending down of ,sorrowful weight of drops… and all of a sudden, they split and drop down…one by one…like the moments are running away from me… I tap my fingers on the arm wood of the chair, like tapping the keys of a piano, and …

 

Hell and the Hell’s Angels

3 votes, average: 5.00 out of 53 votes, average: 5.00 out of 53 votes, average: 5.00 out of 53 votes, average: 5.00 out of 53 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5    5.00/5
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August 31st 2013  |  1  |  Category: Drama , True Stories  |  Author:  |  987 views

  “My Husband was pissed at the Hell’s Angels. They told us we could ride with them from the Lower East Side down to Tijuana, Mexico.” She had close-cropped, mostly grey hair, weary eyes, a denim jacket, and an artist’s face. “We rode behind them. We weren’t in the gang but those pussies put their bikes in a truck and didn’t ride them down to Mexico like they told us they would. Yeah, we followed a truck-load full of the Hell’s Angels motorcycles all the way form New York to …

 

Katie

3 votes, average: 4.33 out of 53 votes, average: 4.33 out of 53 votes, average: 4.33 out of 53 votes, average: 4.33 out of 53 votes, average: 4.33 out of 5    4.33/5
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August 27th 2013  |  1  |  Category: Suspense  |  Author:  |  1136 views

As usual, Katie took a sip of her morning coffee before heading out to college. She realized she was running late, class was starting in 20 minutes. To top it up, the morning jam is unbearable. It normally takes her about a quick 10 minutes drive from Kiara Park Condo to HELP University College, excluding traffic. Thankfully, she managed to prepare an on-the-go breakfast- she packed 2 bananas and a yogurt in her tupperware. She decided to take the Myvi out today as it was smaller. Most of the time …

 

We Watched Them

3 votes, average: 3.67 out of 53 votes, average: 3.67 out of 53 votes, average: 3.67 out of 53 votes, average: 3.67 out of 53 votes, average: 3.67 out of 5    3.67/5
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August 26th 2013  |  0  |  Category: True Stories  |  Author:  |  1030 views

Jane sent me a text on Wednesday and asked me if I was busy the day after. She only ever texted me if she wanted to do something with the kids. Jane was my age and lived in one of those neighborhoods downtown where the houses are old and dilapidated. I had spent most of my summer there getting to know the kids who lived in the area. They would come to Jane’s house on the corner. It was tall and green and looked like a Christmas tree, and it …

 

Rooting for The Dog – Down Under

2 votes, average: 3.50 out of 52 votes, average: 3.50 out of 52 votes, average: 3.50 out of 52 votes, average: 3.50 out of 52 votes, average: 3.50 out of 5    3.50/5
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August 21st 2013  |  0  |  Category: Other  |  Author:  |  393 views

Rooting for The Dog  -  Down Under     Turning my engine off in the parking garage, after a mad dash to get it off the street before 7:59 AM to avoid a ticket I heard a baritone voice singing “ The Star Spangled Banner “.   The attendant rounded the corner from the subterranean darkness. I recognized him after years of being a customer. It was Ray, the man from Belize.   “ Feeling exceptionally patriotic today Ray, or did you go to a ball game yesterday?”  I asked …

 

Why am I here? A shelter dog’s story.

1 vote, average: 5.00 out of 51 vote, average: 5.00 out of 51 vote, average: 5.00 out of 51 vote, average: 5.00 out of 51 vote, average: 5.00 out of 5    5.00/5
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August 20th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: panich  |  597 views

Why am I here? I see others that go. A few come back but not many. There are two ways that they leave, one that goes out the front and one out the back. The front is good. You can hear people laughing sometimes, and everyone gets excited. Pups almost always go out that way. My best friend left days ago and I don’t have any idea where or why. Maybe the little girl has him. I remember her. She was the only person who ever looked at me with …

 

On Turning Sixty

3 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 53 votes, average: 4.67 out of 5    4.67/5
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August 19th 2013  |  1  |  Category: Tragedy  |  Author: Robert Levin  |  1074 views

Although it’s brought me that much closer to transforming into worm food, I’ve found that turning sixty is not without its compensations. While it’s true, for example, that my member isn’t getting a proper supply of blood anymore—and that I can no longer write my name in the sand and must settle for my initials—I can still have lots of fun with it. Thanks to an ever-enlarging prostate gland that’s threatening to devour my bladder, my urine stream now bifurcates at the exit point. This means that I can whiz …

 

Where Were You when the World Ended?

4 votes, average: 4.75 out of 54 votes, average: 4.75 out of 54 votes, average: 4.75 out of 54 votes, average: 4.75 out of 54 votes, average: 4.75 out of 5    4.75/5
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August 18th 2013  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Philosophical , Tragedy  |  Author:  |  695 views

I have always been one of these people who is a bit well… dopey. I’m the kind of person who is late to work one day because somehow my shoelace has been lost and I had to spend ages looking for it, only to discover that it has been stolen by the cat. Why? I have no idea, because no man could ever fathom the mind of a cat (I honestly don’t even know why I got a cat in the first place). So, momentarily distracted, I rush to the …