Ever since we got the thing, I never liked that vase. My wife had brought it home one day with a haul of other things she had purchased from an auction, something she does far too often. She thought it was 'art' while I utterly detested the thing, and in the end my protests of it being displayed in the living room fell on deaf ears
A Place to Write
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
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Rain was falling down in droves, onto the concrete sidewalk. He rushed along, hurrying to get to work before he became soaked to the bone; he had forgotten to bring his umbrella. People flew past him in a blur, his splashing footsteps echoing in his ears.
-7.242 km
"Dave, what do you see?"
The air in the cavern seemed to lose all moisture instantaneously, leaving him parched and without words. A sudden sensation overcoming him, of being infinitely small.
The air in the cavern seemed to lose all moisture instantaneously, leaving him parched and without words. A sudden sensation overcoming him, of being infinitely small.
Recipe for Green Tea
The small panel slid away, revealing a steaming cup of fresh tea. He slid it out carefully and bringing it to his nose, inhaled the pleasant fragrance. Green Tea. He sat down to enjoy it in a nearby chair.
A bit of this, bit of that, some of this, and some of these... A Collection of Nine Ultra Short Scary Stories
"Its a chip.." he said; a small clinking noise from the surgical bowl echoing through the sterile room.
"A chip?" I asked incredulously.
"A chip?" I asked incredulously.
Fingers of Fate: An Inspirational Tale
"Excuse me?"
The angel looked up at me, a look of slight irritation on his face.
"Could you tell me, who are these people? I've never heard of any of them before, I don't think that I've even met any of these people?"
The angel looked up at me, a look of slight irritation on his face.
"Could you tell me, who are these people? I've never heard of any of them before, I don't think that I've even met any of these people?"
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Inroduction
Hey there, my name is Matthew Brenhall and this is a Place to Write.
I've created this blog as a means to store and display stories, poems, and other things that I've written. But more importantly, I created this blog to communicate with YOU! Crazy, right? Well, I never said that I was without eccentricities; I love to hear your feedback.
More than that, if you just want to chat, that's cool too! I won't just be posting my written work, so I'm sure there will (eventually) be something here for everyone to enjoy and talk about!
So, dive on into the annals, and read on!
I've created this blog as a means to store and display stories, poems, and other things that I've written. But more importantly, I created this blog to communicate with YOU! Crazy, right? Well, I never said that I was without eccentricities; I love to hear your feedback.
More than that, if you just want to chat, that's cool too! I won't just be posting my written work, so I'm sure there will (eventually) be something here for everyone to enjoy and talk about!
So, dive on into the annals, and read on!
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