David E. Perry
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Writing gives me the power to create my own worlds. I'm in control of the universe of my design. My word is law. Would you like to know the first I ever wrote? Read Sandy:
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Megan and Johnny
Megan Holly was a woman of great beauty. She was 5’6. Her color was that of copper. Her locks were jet black and came halfway down her back. On Monday, just the same as every other workday, she walked up to the door and looked through a small hole. A camera took a photo of her eye. The door opened and she was greeted by Greg, a tall, scrawny, man. He spoke to her. “Megan Joyce Holly, Welcome back. You may enter.”
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
Ends With a Bang
First Time Have you ever had one of those days where everything goes wrong? I mean, from the time you first get out of bed, till the time you wake up again the next morning, everything is really, really bad. You hit your toe getting out of bed. While jumping around, you step on your glasses. You burn your breakfast. You miss your bus. You’re robbed while walking to work. You’re fired for being late. You return home only to find an eviction notice on your door. You go to bed without dinner. You left your food cooking on the stove. Your house catches fire while you sleep. Murphy’s law. Everything that can go wrong, has gone wrong. This was not one of those days.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
If You're Ever Down in Texas
It all started on a Saturday. I was working for Walgreens at the time. My shift started at 3 PM and ended at 11 PM. My flight time was 4 AM. Already tired at the beginning of my shift, I was ready to crawl into the bed by the time I got off. But as with most flights, they strongly suggested that we be at the airport 2 hours ahead of time. I still had to help my mother and aunt get their bags in the car. They had not finished packing. So, sleep had to take place on the airplane. (It didn’t happen.)
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Chapters
10100
On January 5th, 2129, on the 361st floor of the 3rd district Zetta building, Cyborg, Tango Bravo Zero woke from hibernation. He stood up and ran a self-diagnostic program to make sure that all of his systems were working as accepted. After receiving a score of 100%, he walked to the head office. There, Alpha Zero Zero was waiting for his report.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
