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Create Something October 2017

Every month I try to write a story using words or phrases submitted to me by others. You can submit some to me by using my twitter @OdlyOtter and the hashtag #createsomething below is this month’s submission and story. If you made a suggestion, thank you, you should get a high five.

She could hear the bullets whiz past her as she ran and turned the corner. She dived onto a bus that was passing by and pulled her partner on board. As the bus continued to drive on their pursuers rounded the corner but had not seen them climb on the bus. They sat there catching their breath and she chuckled while her partner looked flustered. “Oh Frank, is all this excitement too much for you? I’m sure you didn’t expect any of this when we first bumped into each other on the landing of our adjustment aerie’s a few months ago did you?”

Frank shook his head “No indeed. I knew you were filled with adventure as soon as I looked into your eyes but I never expected this.”

The bus came to a stop and they both got off and walked into the nearest store. Which ended up being a bookstore. “Yes, well those individuals are from some business in Knysna that didn’t end well. Take a look at some of these books while I make a phone call. I won’t be long.”

He grabbed the first book he could and just stared at the pages not really taking anything in. His heart was racing and his mind was whirling. This woman was wild and adventurous. She ignited him. In the time they had spent together he had learned what it meant to live life and not to merely exist. He loved her and he knew she loved him. His recent encounter with death, however, had him asking questions. Why would people be shooting at them? What kind of trouble was she in? What kind of trouble was he now in?

He snapped out of his thoughts as she came up to him and grabbed the book out of his hands and looked at. “Aggiornamento” She tilted her head and looked at Frank.

“I’m sorry what?” Frank said.

She read aloud from the page he had been starting at; “Aggiornamento, meaning A bringing up to date, it was one of the keywords used during the Second Vatican Council both by bishops and the clergy attending the sessions and by the media and Vaticanologists covering it.” She smiled. “Frank, what on earth are you reading? Is this a dictionary? No matter, bring it with we need to go.” They walked out of the store and she squeezed his hand.

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Create Something May 2017

Every month I try to write a story using words or phrases submitted to me by others. You can submit some to me by using my twitter @OdlyOtter and the hashtag #createsomething below is this month’s submission and story. Enjoy.

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The smog was hanging over the city in a way that was comforting to him. It shielded him from the sun’s radiant rays as he moved from his front door to his car. As he drove he made the choice to leave the radio off. He didn’t want to be distracted he wanted to spend the time in thought. To ruminate on what he had experienced the day before. He never thought taking his friend’s challenge would end up like this;

“You see Clive, you only think about yourself. That is why you are so unhappy deep down. Tell you what, I challenge you to come spend time with me at my churches charity drive. Nothing too difficult, just handing out soup to those who need it. After helping others for a bit, just a small time of service will change you. I promise.”

“Thinking about myself is the only thing that makes me happy Ben. But ok fine, I’ll take you up on the challenge, only to prove you wrong though.”

He entered that charity with the aim to do his duty and leave as soon as he could. As he dished up soup, which was textured something akin to poorly mashed potatoes, he was inundated with faces that were deeply grateful for another meal. He watched as some kids played with some basic toys but yet looked so happy. Serving others had a somewhat euphoric impact on him. It was a feeling he was not familiar with nor would he have ever associated it with other people.

As a latchkey kid his whole life he had learned to look after himself. People had always gotten in the way. He had to be aggressive in the pursuit of his own happiness or he would just be that lonely and sad kid from his past. But his experience at the charity eluded to a much richer way of living. Life was meant to be lived in community. He understood that now. Exorbitant joy was found not in the things he owned but outside himself. There is something so much better at that church that he just had to understand. That is what he was going to tell his boss. That is why he was prepared to quit his job to pursue. He had been called.

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