fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
Little Black Book
Now I got myself out some jams before but this one was not what it seemed to be. Sitting in the Governor's office wondering why I placed that bet in the first place. The moment she sit down I knew I needed something to drink before she had the opportunity to sit. I reached for the needed quench anyway. Sensation of thrust was more now, then it once was. Knocking over the water and remembering nothing of how the glass was filled. And at that same time suddenly everything washed over me. 7:00 am starting the week like any other day, didn't wanna move out of the position I was laying in bed. Crouching over the side of the bed leaning forward to raise, slowly got dressed and there after, morning routine. I find my friends Little Black Book outside my house in the yard, "paying no never mind" Picking the book up, Och a paper cut? With force, I through the book into my car. Planning to return the book on the work site. My friend Cory has changed over the years he's shown distance but nothing to worry about. Whenever I asked, showing concern he tells me he's okay. Coming up to the job site it escapes me on the way to the restroom. He finds me, tells me that he was even looking for his book. Letting him know I have the book outside in my car. After work on my way home, I noticed the book was still there it must have got away from both of us. Sitting in my house reading the newspaper noticing its so many people capable of winning the lottery. Slamming the newspaper down I wondered for a moment what it would be like to win, additionally was the lottery fixed. Feeling discouraged, I opened the Little Black Book it cuts me again where the blood splatter drops I noticed he has hit the lottery, a couple times! Also glanced where he had already written numbers for the picking. I quickly shut the book and put it down depriving my thoughts from finishing the plan that develops as quickly as I read the numbers. Sleeping was hard knowing that it is a way to live better, the next morning my mind still pressed on the numbers in the book. I succumb in to the plan that unraveled in my weakest moment. I return the book to Cory and for a moment I paused waiting for a second of guilt, there wasn't any just a thanks. I guess I needed that guilt for spending my money, taking a chance on them numbers. I do not believe in the lottery but this can help take me out of this financial funk. I felt like the day was just another day and this job was work once again, only slower. On my way home listening to the radio the lottery numbers where playing. Thinking to myself he's been in my car listening the lottery numbers. Taking the ticket out of my pocket seeing what I played. The winning numbers matched! Now why am I sitting in the governor's office with sweaty palms. The Governor wanted to congratulate me on the winning lottery pick also to inform that only one ticket in the state to do so. 500,000,000 grand prize winner. I didn't know how to feel. Waking up in the hospital thinking it was all a dream, it wasn't I fainted! My friend sitting there puzzle and I'm wondering what he's gonna do because a the moment I'm handicap! Shaking hands seeing people I don't normally see had me dizzy. It's official my life had literally changed over night. This doesn't happen to people like me. I didn't appreciate my life I barley called my mom or anyone for that matter. Cory walks back in after everyone leaves and slugs me. I agree. I had that coming, then he shakes my hand and tells me you owe me, responding shaking my head to agree. He leans toward me and whispers in my ear be careful of what you wish for, the book is not a regular book you see what you want to see inside. He places the book on my chest and tells me keep this book on you wherever you go. I noticed a tear from his face fell on my arm, on his way out the hospital room he tells me be careful and you owe me, this time with a smile. I shout to him, "call me later". Leaving the hospital feeling like nothing's changed. Checking my phone voice mail prompted out my messages informs me my friend Cory has been in a car accident. On my way home walking up to the front door a letter shows half way outside from the entrance. Taking the letter and reading,
By Terrance Jackson5 years ago in Humans
My Destiny I Win
Wow, I want you to gather closely as I spin this tale that of how a magical gift found its way to me. Not in its normal fashion but just the same this gift was bestowed upon me and it lights the fire to many many more wonderful gifts that are in the wake. Wishing and praying for a miracle to win a lottery, a chance at the slots, or just some type of commuppance to ease the strife of making ends meet. But with many attempts the miracle ceased to exist for me. I tried day in and day out but nothing materialized. Let's not forget for one second that luck hardly found its way to me. But there was an ember that always stayed lit that whispered you are destined. Never in one million years did I ever believe that my ship would come in such an unorthodox way. I was strolling through a park in my area and I tired from walking and came upon a bench that urged me to take a seat and catch my breath. I did so and to my surprise was a lovely mole skinned little black book. Before I even touched it I looked all around to see if anyone misplaced it and was returning to retreive it. I sat there for what seems like forever but it was only about an hour. I left a note on the bench with my cell number, and implicit instructions to call and contact me if they lost something personal and special. No one returned so I prayed on it and decided that I must now be the new rightful owner. I will give it two weeks and if no one calls then I will feel satisfied that I am the new owner, and whatever the little black book contains now will be mine. Two weeks seemed like decades and I almost forgot I still had the book. It took me some time to gather the courage to open an and then look inside to see what lies within the pages. I imagined a whole host of things. From telephone numbers of the rich and famous to poems of love to something so valuable that that had to be passed on from person to person to enrich their lives for a short period of time. Magic exists as long as we believe in it and when it's your turn to experience it's wonderful guise to explore and enjoy the ride. I arrived home at about 3:30 p.m. and I still have yet to open the book. Something inside me told me that I would know the exact moment when I should gaze upon the pages of the little black book I found in the park. It's been well over two weeks and the book lies exactly where I put it on my bookshelf. In fact it remained there for three and half months. It was a very strange day for me and it was one of those day where nothing goes right. It was like luck was not on my side no matter what I did. Depressed I decided to make a nice cup of hot tea and grab a book to read I needed to change my mood and books always sparked a light of discovery within me. I was drawn to the almost forgotten little black book. I finally was ready to gaze upon its contents. In doing so something wonderful came over me. there were implicit instuctions of what I must do to win $20,000. I figured what the worst that could happen I could lose. I followed the instructions to the letter. I went to my neighborhood store and played the numbers I was instructed to play on the day, I was instructed to play it and the rest was in God's hands. The next day I checked the number and I won. A difference a day makes I want to thank that Angel who left me a gift. It came at a time that I needed it and had the ability to appreciate it. Thank you little black book I am forever indebted to you. Now it's my turn to pay it forward and leave a little black book with a blessing for someone else who needs one. I will always remember this gift and the story behind it. I will share this Story and experience with my children and hope that they will share it with their children. A legacy in the making that was started by a "Little Black Book"
By Diane Morris5 years ago in Humans
Shali’s Closet. Top Story - January 2021.
“It should really be easier, than this.” Shali’s heartbeat began to quicken slightly. She could feel the tension setting into her jaw, and the silence of the inside of her closet becoming louder. This was panic, right? Had to be. Panic must be setting in. Or sheer frustration, at the minimum. Less because of the severity of the situation, and more because of how undone Shali was letting herself become over something so trivial...
By Shivani // शिवानी5 years ago in Humans
Hoodwinked In My Sleep
I went to bed just like anyone else, I’ve had lucid dreams before, but this was something else, this was most likely an astral projection. I fell asleep peacefully when suddenly I became awake and conscious, it was pitch black, I couldn’t see anything, I soon became aware something had been placed over my head, shortly after the hood was lifted, standing in front of me, just over an arm’s reach away was a young, slim woman with large round red eyes piercing back at me, I instantly jolted with shock, but I didn’t awaken from this dream, so how could this be a dream? I was also aware there were others standing behind me, so I couldn’t run away, nor did I attempt too, if I could, where was I going to run?
By David Gambier5 years ago in Humans
The Girl With the Two Colored Eyes
The alarm jolted her out of her final attempt at a satisfying sleep and back to reality. It was done; today was the day she would become yet another homeless statistic in the grand old city of St. Augustine, Florida. She had finally found a job as a barista just a little too late to save the house she had started a happy marriage in and grieved a loving, indulgent husband in shortly after. But what was done was done and Reagan women didn’t give up or dissolve in the face of a challenge.
By Monica Nickum5 years ago in Humans
Search for your live mate, don't search for your soul mate,
You’re looking for a soulmate? Well, you’ve got it wrong! Don’t look for a soulmate but look for a livemate. You are setting yourself for disappointment because you have made it a priority to find a soulmate in order to have a positive relationship with someone who may be your mirror, since a soulmate is not intended to last. A life-mate, however, is intended to last. So which one are you going to prefer?
By Healthyvision5 years ago in Humans
Curiosity
The crisp fall air whistled through the trees as it blew in from the north. The sun slowly started to set as Todd and vanessa finished their afternoon hike. They were both ecstatic to finally have a day off to get back to nature. As they started to turn back for their car, Todd noticed something in the distance that made him uncomfortable. Through a clearing on the trail, he could see a small open field.
By Travis Gabel5 years ago in Humans
Romance in the spotlight
What was that?! I spoke the words out loud, although there was no one With me I was in the living room watching some murder mystery in the dark the whodone it kind they’ve never solved Everyone else had gone to bed and I, again, Couldn’t sleep. It’s not unusual to hear sounds that aren’t really anything when you’re worked up from a scary show. Your imagination gets the best of you, but this time….there was something!!
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 years ago in Humans
A Conversation with an Old Friend
A Conversation with an Old Friend She tilted her head back and saw color. Pinks and greens seeped from the corners of her eyes and spread to the middle, leaving patterns doused in pigment. Her head felt heavy as pink and green Chrysanthemums bloomed in her irises.
By Katie Boyle5 years ago in Humans
