"You seem a little antisocial today." He said. She glared at him, then silently went to her office, closed the door, and lowered the shade.
Day in and day out, he sat at his computer. He sat there so long, they all left him. His job, his family, his sanity, then his life.
The slap was loud and painful. Kevin's mind reeled, wondering what he had done to deserve it when the man cried out, "It's a boy!"
His bloody fingers screamed in agony. Near collapse, the adrenaline rush and thunderous din carried him enough to finish his guitar solo.
He shuffled in darkness. Arms outstretched, moaning as he searched. Target found, he lunged. The room lit up as he looked at his broken toe.
The hum grew steadily louder. Even the ground vibrated with it. The train would soon be here, but he was only halfway through the tunnel.
Far above the street he dangled by a thin rope. Feeling no fear, no depression, just disappointment. "I forgot the windex!"
"Close the door, you'll let in a draft!" He yelled. "Shut up!" They yelled back, as they finally resealed the airlock.
His life flashed as a ton of metal flew by, just missing him. He sighed, leaning on a pole with a red octagon on top. 'I hate this job.'
He stole a glance, then quickly climbed into the coffin. Looking up, he thought, 'It's not so bad in here.' Then the lid slammed shut.
Frantic, he drove the car faster. Finally, he saw the flashing yellow lights,slammed the brakes,and said,"Have a nice day at school, kids."
A shadowy outline of a man silently waits. Hammer falls. Powder explodes. Bullet pierces center. Full of holes, the shadow is thrown away.
Bound by steel,his captor threw him sideways,up and down. Screaming with the rest,finally it ends. A voice said,"Please exit to the rear."
"Get out!" Shouted a usually calm secretary. He pulled his white gloves on an invisible rope, past a sign that read, "School for the blind."
The explosion smashed into his face, as glass flew and metal crumpled. Thrown back into his seat, he thought, 'Thank God for airbags.'
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