WW-Hostage Situation

Hello!  How is everyone’s week going so far? Anyone have any exciting plans for Thanksgiving?  I’m spending time with family and possibly doing some writing, depending on how much time I have.

I apologize for not posting for a week.  I went on vacation and I have been so busy with work that I haven’t had time to write.  So we are picking up with a new Winchester case.  I hope you enjoy this Adventure!

Hostage Situation

The final bell rang and all of the students quickly packed up their belongings.  Winchester was no exception, shoving his books into his backpack and zipping the bag closed.  He unzipped the front pocket and pulled out his cell phone to see 7 missed phone calls.

All from his dad.

Winchester rolled his eyes.  Even though his dad knew Winchester was in class, he still never failed to call multiple times throughout the day.  Winchester walked out of the room before bringing the phone up to his ear. It rang once when Anthony answered. “Bug.  I need you to come to the office immediately. We have had a situation and I need a new set of eyes ASAP.”

West walked down the steps as quickly as he could to run to his car.  “What’s happening? Should I be really worried?”

“Maybe…”  West could hear his dad shuffling through a bunch of papers.  “Just get here when you can.” He hung up the phone quickly and West looked at his phone confused.  His dad never hung up the phone in the middle of a conversation. West knew that whatever was happening at the precinct must’ve been serious.

He found himself speed walking to his car to get to the situation, whatever it was.  West quickly unlocked the door and fell into the driver’s seat. He jammed the key into the ignition and the engine roared to life.  And with the pedal to the metal, West sped out of the parking lot and toward the precinct.

For all he knew there was major trouble at the police precinct.  His dad didn’t give many details, but it could’ve been for his own safety.  Maybe there was a very unstable person that needed to be handled. Or maybe there was something bigger than that.

The tires of West’s car skidded as he turned into the parking lot.  He scanned his key card at the gate and the safety bar slowly lifted.  West drove in and found a parking space before racing toward the front doors.  He walked through the large doors and scanned his key card to get into the precinct.

All that West could describe the precinct as was chaos.  It was loud as most of the officers were talking to each other or on the phone with someone else.  There was a photo of a man on every television screen with the word DANGEROUS flashing over it. West looked around to see the officers trying to find out what they could do.

Winchester walked over to his father who was on the phone while staring at the screen.  His dad nodded. “Uh huh…of course…yes sir…yes sir…goodbye…” He slammed the phone onto the cradle and turned around.  “Hey Bug…I’m glad you’re here.”

West leaned against the desk.  “What is going on? I’ve never seen so many officers working on the same case…what happened?”

His father let out a long sigh.  “Hostage situation. This man kidnapped his daughter from his ex-girlfriend’s house and is refusing to give her up.  He is claiming that his ex-girlfriend didn’t take good care of their daughter and now he is holding his daughter hostage until we arrest his ex-girlfriend and he gets full custody of his daughter.  The ex has told us that the kidnapper is unstable without his medication and according to her he has a gun. She is terrified for her daughter’s life and we have to find a way to get to the kidnapper without hurting the little girl.”

“What about a negotiator?  Wouldn’t they be the best option?”

“We tried that already.  He’s not willing to negotiate.  We tried forceful and empathetic and nothing.  This guy isn’t willing to give us anything.”

“Winchester West.  I’m so glad you are here.”

West looked up to see Chief Dyner standing on the other side of the desk.  He immediately stood up and shook the chief’s hand. “Chief Dyner. I wish I could’ve been here sooner, but unfortunately school comes first.”

The chief nodded.  “Of course. I assume your dad brought you up to speed about the situation?”

“Yes sir.  Let me know what I can do to help.”

The chief looked at Officer West before looking over at Winchester.  “I want you to go in there and talk to him. Our negotiators couldn’t do anything, but I think you can. You have a way about you that…”  He paused. “I think you could get the kidnapper to give up the girl.”

Winchester felt the blood drain from his face.  “Uh…I don’t know. I’ve never done anything like that.  How do I know what to say?”

“Just talk to him like a normal person.  I don’t want any actual negotiating from you, just talking to him like he is a friend of yours.  All I want is that you can somehow calm him down enough that we can get the girl. Are you in?”

West looked at his dad before looking back at the chief.  “I’m in.”

A short drive later Winchester and his dad arrived at the house.  Winchester stepped out of the car and immediately put on a bullet proof vest.  There was a hand on his shoulder. “Winchester. I want you to really think about this.  You don’t have to do this is you don’t want to.”

West nodded.  “I understand.  If I feel like I need to get out of there I will.”  He took a couple steps forward before gunshots rang throughout the neighborhood.  Everyone ducked for cover behind whatever they could, except for West. He ran to the side but not without getting hit.  His body hit the grass and he felt an intense pain. More gunshots rang out as he laid there in agony. The last thing he saw before blacking out was his father asking if he was okay.

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A Guest is a Guest

Good morning!  Did everyone have a good weekend?  I had the past two days off from work so it’s been nice to have some time to sit down and write.  So that’s been wonderful!

This story is based off of a true story from my mom.  She told me about this and I knew that I had to write about it.  I don’t want to give too much away,  but I promise that it was a happy ending.  So without further ado, I hope you enjoy this Feel Good Story!

A Guest is a Guest

A Guest is a Guest

It was almost 5 o’clock and I still hadn’t taken the dogs for a walk.  It wasn’t a difficult job…okay…it was kind of difficult. There were 4 of them after all.  I had to walk them in pairs: Ellie and Mango together and Remi and Moxie together. And even though I had gotten off work much earlier that day, I had a hair appointment that took much longer than I was intending it to.

So I decided I had to take them.  All four of them would be greatly disappointed if they didn’t go on a walk.  I gathered up my leashes and harnesses for Remi and Moxie and ushered them into the garage to get them ready to go.  They bounced off the ground with each step, more and more eager to pull me through the neighborhood. They were obviously excited.

I shut the door from my laundry room to the garage and knelt down to get them harnessed up.  Then something fell. My head spun, what was that? I didn’t know where it came from or what actually fell.  I slowly stood up to get a better look and saw a long black tail scurry across the woodworking table.

“If that was a rat…I’m going to scream.”

I slowly inched forward toward the woodworking bench.  My arm slowly extended out and I held my breath as I reached for the box that the animal was hiding behind.  My fingers tapped the box before gripping it and moving it away from the corner.

And there sat the cutest calico kitten I had ever seen.

“Oh…hi baby.”  The kitten meowed at me, confused about what was going on.  Remi and Moxie started barking, unsure of what was taking me so long and why we hadn’t left for their walk yet.  I slowly reached over the box and picked up the kitten. She was tiny, barely bigger than my hand. And then the dogs lost their minds.  “Oh stop it. It’s just a cute little baby.” I brought her inside and closed her in the laundry room so the other dogs wouldn’t see her.  What was I going to do?

I finally got the dogs out of the garage and we started on our parade through the quiet neighborhood.  Or…quiet until my dogs walked through. I didn’t know what to do with this kitten. I didn’t want to leave her out for the night but I had to think of all of the dogs too.  I had to find a place to put her. Did I even have any cat litter?

Once Remi and Moxie had pulled me through the neighborhood, I knew I had to figure something out for the kitten.  I opened the garage door and realized I had a large dog crate for Remi when she was little. It took me a moment to remember where it was, but as I scanned the wall I saw it.  Up on the top shelf.

“Well shoot.  I guess I need a ladder.”  I turned around to find a stepstool and careful climbed up to get the crate down.  I unfolded the crate and set it a short distance away from the door so that way I could get the kitty out of the laundry room and into the crate and away from the dogs.  So I slowly opened the door and quickly scooped up the kitty and placed her in the crate before having to corral all of the dogs inside.

“Guys.”  I made all of the dogs sit on the floor in front of me.  “Now…we have a guest who is currently in the garage and we are to make her feel welcome.  Okay?” Moxie barked and wagged her tail at me. “Thank you Moxie. I’m glad we can agree.” The other dogs just sat there staring at me.  “Okay, I’m glad we had this meeting. Now Ellie and Mango, let’s go for our walk.”

I brought the crate with the kitten inside the laundry room before taking Ellie and Mango out for their walk.  While walking the dogs I had to decide what I was doing with the kitten. I couldn’t keep her, I had 4 dogs of my own and 2 cats.  I had no room in my house for another kitty. But I couldn’t just let her go; who knows what would happen to her.

When I got back home I had made a decision.  I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep her, but I couldn’t throw her out of my house during the night.  I gathered the dogs inside and grabbed my car keys. I was at least going to keep the kitty comfortable while she was here overnight and sleep on what to do next.

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Peace and Noise

Good morning!  Did everyone have a good weekend?  I spent a lot of time with friends and did a lot of walking.  But it was a lot of fun and I would do it again in a heartbeat.

Also, this story was written a while ago but I felt like now was a good time to share it.  This was fun to write and I hope that you enjoy!  This is a cross between an Adventure and a Feel Good story, but I am categorizing this as an Adventure.  Enjoy!

Peace and Noise

Peace and Noise (1)

There was a horrific noise coming from my kitchen.  It was so loud and annoying, something that I wish that I could stop sooner rather than later.  I sat in the living room, trying to relax a little, even though the noise was grinding in the next room over.

My hands rose up to my face and rubbed my temples.  I could feel a headache coming on from the noise that was constantly ringing through the house.  It wasn’t a nice purr or hum, it was horrendous and loud and obnoxious and constant. There was nothing I could really do about it.  Unfortunately.

I turned the TV volume up a few more clicks.  I didn’t normally have the TV this loud but I was trying to drown out the awful noise.  Anything would help me to not go crazy. The only problem was that I didn’t think that I would be able to escape the noise no matter where I went in the house.

My body slowly stood up out of my divot on the couch and started wandering closer to the noise.  It was even louder once I stepped inside the kitchen, making my head start to pound more than it had earlier when the noise started.  My hand reached toward an outlet and unplugged the old fashioned ice cream maker from the wall.

Silence.

I leaned against the counter and I breathed a sigh of relief.  I was so thankful that the grinding of the ice against the metal ice cream bucket was done and I didn’t have to listen to it for a while.  My hand reached for the motor of the ice cream maker and lifted it off the bucket. Inside was creamy and smooth vanilla ice cream. It was beautiful and it looked delicious.

My fingers gripped the handle of the drawer to my left.  I pulled the drawer open and grabbed a spoon from the silverware.  In one swift motion, I dipped my spoon in the homemade ice cream and stuck the spoon in my mouth.  It was some of the best ice cream that I had eaten in a while. It was so smooth it pretty much melted in my mouth.

I was in heaven.

As I stood there enjoying the ice cream I looked at the ice cream maker.  I had such a love hate relationship with the gosh darn ice cream machine. I loved the product that came out of the machine but I hated the sound that came from it.  But, I guess I have to suffer through something to be able to get something that I loved.

I reached into the ice and found the bottom of the ice cream bucket.  My fingers reached under the bucket and lifted the freshly made ice cream out of the ice.  I moved the ice cream to the freezer to let the ice cream fully freeze. I closed the freezer door, moved back to the sink, and dumped all of the ice out of the machine’s bucket.  And with that it was over. The noise was gone, the ice cream was in the freezer, and everything was done.

I finally got my peace and quiet.

The Parking Space

Good morning!  Is everyone ready for this week?  I am looking forward to having the weekend off, so only 5 more days of work until the weekend!  Not that I have anything exciting planned, but I always look forward to having a weekend off.

This story is based off of a true story from my life.  It is kind of silly but honestly, I am still confused by what happened.  But, why not write a story about it and maybe you guys can figure out what happened.  Either way, this story is an Adventure, enjoy!

The Parking Space

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The sun was brighter than Ariel thought it would be and she wasn’t a big fan of it.  “Ugh…how could I forget my sunglasses!  Today of all days…”  She flipped down the sun visor of her car and continued to drive.  She was meeting a couple friends for dinner and she wasn’t exactly sure where she was going.  She knew the area of the restaurant but she wasn’t sure which restaurant was the one she was looking for.

Ariel pulled into the parking lot that housed multiple restaurants.  She had a 1 in 3 chance of getting the right one and she hoped she got it right on the first try.  Her hands turned the steering wheel, turning her car into a smaller parking lot behind two of the restaurants.  Ariel slowly cruised through the parking lot until she found a single parking space available.

“Wow!  How lucky am I today?”  Ariel swung her car into the parking space and slowly straightened her car.  As she pulled forward her car tapped something.  Ariel frowned.  “Huh…what did I hit?”  She parked the car, turned it off, and stepped out of the driver’s seat.

Nothing was there.

Ariel raised an eyebrow.  “That’s weird…maybe I imagined it.”  She looked at the front of her car and realized she was still very far away from the curb.  “I guess I’ll move forward a bit.”  She slid back into the driver’s seat, started the car, and pulled it forward in the parking space.

But as she did so, the car hit something again.  Ariel parked the car, turned it off again, and got out of the car to check to see what she hit.  But there was nothing.  She didn’t even hit the curb, her car’s bumper was sitting 2 inches above the curb.  This was baffling to Ariel, what in the world was going on?

She stood outside her car just staring at the front bumper.  There was nothing there.  There was no parking stop, nothing random that she hadn’t seen, and she still wasn’t hitting the curb around the parking lot.  “There’s nothing here!  I don’t understand!”  She turned to look at the restaurants that were behind her.  Neither one was the one she needed to go to.  “Ugh!  Seriously!  Of course I need to go to the restaurant that I’m not parked at.”

Ariel got back into her car and pulled out of the parking space.  As she backed out she looked at the parking space to see if there was anything suspicious.  But the parking space was completely empty.  As Ariel drove away toward the correct restaurant she was still completely confused.  She had no idea what she hit or what happened in that parking space.  But it was haunted, or possessed, or something.  Something was wrong with that parking space and Ariel should’ve listened when the car first hit something.  She should’ve left right away and gone somewhere else.

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Battery (Part 2)

Good morning!  It is Friday!  Is everyone ready for the weekend?  I wish that I could say I was but I have to work all weekend.  But, enough about me, let get into the story.

Did you enjoy last weeks part one of this new story?  I hope so because I really liked writing this story.  I promise that the future parts (including this one) will be more exciting.  This story is Dark so I hope you enjoy!

Battery

Nick had to decide what the best route of killing would be.  He knew he had quite a few weapons but he had to pick which was the best one.  He didn’t want to use his gun because the police could trace the bullet back to him.  But he could use his knife to stab Bryce; that way he could keep the knife with him. It wouldn’t leave a trace but it may take awhile for the victim to bleed out.

He also considered the baseball bat that was abandoned in the garage.  That would be a quick blow to the head and almost an instant death. The biggest problem with a bat was the clean up after the attack.  Which would be easier to clean up: a stabbing bleed out or a baseball bashed over the head?

Nick decided on the bat; it would be a quicker death meaning less pain for the victim.

He waited on the couch until the doorbell rang.  He quickly stood up and walked over to the large oak door.  He checked through the peephole and saw Bryce standing on the other side.  Nick quickly threw open the door with more gusto than he was expecting. “Hey buddy!  Come on in.” He held the door open to let Bryce inside the large living room. “What do you fancy to drink?  I got some Jack Daniels, Jim Bean, some Fireball. Anything sound good?”

Bryce was staring at the large living room, his eyes as wide as saucers.  “Your place is stunning! I didn’t realize you had such a big house. And you live here by yourself?”

Nick nodded.  “Yeah. I have worked my way through the ranks to become a more popular lawyer.  I have put a lot of time and effort into I have been able to live my dream life.”  He handed Bryce a glass of whiskey. “Here. Jack Daniels is my personal favorite.”

Bryce cautiously took the glass from Nick.  “I don’t drink that often so I can’t say how I will act with alcohol in my system.  But…thanks.”

They sat down in the living room and Nick let out a sigh.  “So…what made you move here? Like, I know your job. But why did you choose…here?”

Bryce shrugged.  “I don’t know. My family lived in a very small town.  So growing up, everyone knows everyone and everything about everyone.  And so when I was given the opportunity to move away I took it. I mean…I moved 3 states away just to start over and start my own life.”  He finished his drink and set the glass down on the coffee table. “Thanks for the drink. I really needed it.”

Nick stood up and took the glass.  “No problem. Let me get you some more.”  He stepped into the next room to pour another glass and take a breath.  He needed to somehow get Bryce into the basement and smash his head with the bat.  Before Bryce arrived, Nick had taken the baseball bat down to the basement and hid it by the stairs.  It wasn’t a foolproof plan, but it may just work.

He walked back into the living room and set the glasses down on the table.  “Here you go. So tell me more about yourself. You got a girlfriend?”

Bryce took a drink and shook his head.  “No. I’m still so new here that I don’t know many people.  I haven’t really had time to go out to meet people.”

Nick nodded.  “That’s true. There are some awesome people in this town, you just need to go out and meet them.”  He leaned back in his chair and felt his heart start to pound. He needed to do something fast. “Hey…”  He coughed, trying to clear his throat to start the conversation. “I have a game room downstairs. You know, pool table, foosball table, some gaming equipment.  You wanna head down there?”

Bryce’s eyes widened.  “How did you get a pool table down to your basement?”

“Well I didn’t.  The movers did. I still don’t really know how they did it.”  Nick stood up and led Bryce toward the basement door. He opened it, showing Bryce inside.  Nick followed Bryce down the staircase to the empty basement. His eyes locked onto the baseball bat sitting next to the stairs but still out of sight of Bryce.

The two of them continued their decent and Nick swiftly grabbed the bat, putting it behind his back in the hopes that Bryce hadn’t seen it.  Bryce stepped down onto the floor of the basement and started to slowly turn around in confusion. “Uh…why is this room empty? I thought you said it was a game room.”

Bryce turned around to look at Nick, but his face soon met with the wooden baseball bat.  Nick swung as hard as he could and smashed Bryce’s face. Bryce flew across the room, his face connecting with one of the walls.  Nick continued to swing, smashing the bat against Bryce’s body until it stopped moving. He let out a breath and then let out a laugh.  

He did it.  He actually managed to kill someone.  And he didn’t feel bad in the slightest.  His heart was pounding as he tried to calm himself down.  As Nick stood there, he realized he needed to get rid of the body.  “Huh…now…how am I going to do this?” Bryce’s body was strewn across the floor and there was blood everywhere.  He could clean up the blood later, but the body had to go somewhere tonight.

Nick ran up the stairs into his kitchen.  He grabbed a trash bag from under the sink, some gloves from his cleaning cabinet, and ran back to the basement.  He put on his gloves and stuffed Bryce’s body into the trash bag. But as he did that, he started to wonder if he had touched Bryce.  “Okay…retrace your steps. You met him at the door…you didn’t shake his hand…you didn’t touch him with your hands…only the bat.  Okay…we should be good. If not…I’ll come up with something.” He kicked Bryce’s phone that was on the ground and smashed it with the baseball bat.  Nick gathered the pieces and threw them in the bag with the body. He tied the bag closed, carried it up the stairs, and walked to his garage.

He threw the bag in the bed of his truck and got in the driver’s seat.  Nick looked down and realized he wasn’t completely covered in blood. He was safe if anyone happened to see him.  The engine roared to life as the garage door opened. If anyone saw him leaving this late, he could always say he was taking Bryce home.  But then, why would be have ended up dead?

The truck drove out of the neighborhood and out into the countryside.  He stopped at a large field that didn’t have any houses or life around.  It was completely dark, the only light came from the moon and stars from the night.  Nick shut off the truck off in the middle of the road and got out. He walked around to the bed and took one final look around; there wasn’t a single soul out at this hour of the night.

Nick put on some fresh gloves, reached his hand into the bed of the truck, and grabbed a hold of the bag.  He lifted it over the edge and threw it into the ditch on the side of the road. The bag landed with a thud and slid down the hill to the bottom.  Nick stood there for a moment before getting back into his truck. He slowly turned the truck around and made his way back toward his home. But he wasn’t excited for what was to come at home.

There was a lot of blood just waiting to be cleaned up.

Battery (Part 1)

Good morning!  It’s Friday today which means it’s only 1 day until the weekend and then it will be time to relax.  I am very excited for that to happen.

But, before the weekend, we are starting a new story.  I had an idea to have a long series (this was before I started the Winchester Wednesdays) but I was planning on starting this series in January of 2020.  But, I shortly ran out of ideas on this kind of story and I shortened it to post on here.  So here it is for all of you to enjoy!

This story is categorized as Dark, so please enjoy!

Battery

The sun was setting over the horizon of the warm spring evening.  There was a slight breeze keeping the air cool and comfortable. Nick sat on his back patio, shooing away the crow that was sitting next to him.  “Stupid crow. Shoo!” He waved his arms at the crow making it fly away. He scoffed. “Thank you….geez.”

He leaned back in his chair and looked around his yard.  He lived in a large house in a wealthy neighborhood and had a large yard to relax in.  Nick was a lawyer in his town and everyone loved him. He was one of the more popular lawyers in the large city so he was working a lot.  But he was able to live a pretty lavish life by himself. His friends were all baffled why he was still single, but his answer was always that he was married to his work.

As Nick sat on the porch and the crow came back.  It landed on the porch and started walking near Nick’s feet.  Nick slowly reached into his back pocket and pulled out a pocket knife.  He slowly opened it and threw it at the crow. The crow cawed and tried to lift off the ground but his wing was stuck with the knife.  It flailed around before falling over, it’s chest stopping. Nick stood up and kicked the bird making sure it was dead before picking it up and taking it to the trash can.  

Nick realized his heart was racing.  But he didn’t feel nervous. He didn’t feel pain.  It was more like an adrenaline rush. Maybe that’s why he liked being a lawyer so much; the adrenaline of a trial and court was always exciting to Nick.  He didn’t have any remorse for what he did. Was this a good thing?

He walked inside the house and made his way toward his office.  It was almost identical to the one he had at his actual office. The large oak desk was in the center of the room with his laptop in the middle.  There was a large window with a bookshelf on either side, all the shelves filled with books and random art pieces.  

A couple of trophy deer heads sat up on the wall, displaying what Nick had done.  He was proud of those pieces and he was proud of what he had done as a lawyer. As he stood there admiring his trophies, his phone began to buzz in his pocket.  He pulled it out and looked at the screen, it was one of his best friends and law buddy Adam. He answered. “Hey buddy. What’s going on?”

“Hey…I have a favor to ask.”

Nick sat on the edge of his desk.  “Sure. What’s up?”

There was a cough on the other end of the phone.  “So, you know that murder trial I was working on last year?”

Nick nodded then realized he was on the phone.  “Yeah…the one where the guy killed 9 people?”

“Yeah that one.  Well…apparently it was a mistrial and one of the jury members was paid to vote guilty.  So it’s going to be a whole new can of worms. I just don’t think I’m up for it again. Would you be able to take it?”

Nick groaned.  “Seriously? I know nothing about the case.  You expect me to just take up this case with no prior knowledge of it?”

“Well…I could give you everything I have and go over all the notes with you.  I just don’t want to go through all the turmoil and emotional pain of it again.”

Nick snickered.  “Adam. I can’t take that case from you.  I am busy enough as it is and I have so many cases.  I’m sorry.”

There was a sigh on the other end of the phone.  “Okay…it was worth a shot. But seriously. I don’t think I’m going to survive going through it again.”

Nick looked up at the deer heads as he stood up from the desk.  “Well I’ll tell you what. If you need a second opinion on anything let me know.  I can definitely help you out. And when it’s over, I’ll buy you a drink.”

“Thanks man.  I appreciate it.  And I will take you up on the help and the drink.  Have a good night.”

“You too.”  Nick hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.  “How hard would it be to kill someone? Is that a crazy thought?  It can’t be much harder than the deer, right?” He quickly left his office and ran toward his basement.  He threw the door open and bolted down the stairs to the dark room. It was empty but it was the perfect place to kill someone.  He had killed animals before but a person was different. What could go wrong?

Nick paced around his office.  “Nick…this is crazy. Do you think you would really be able to pull off a murder when you are on the other side of the law?  You are insane.” He fell into his chair and looked out the window behind him. If he did this and got caught, it was going to be the end of his law career.  Was he really going to give up everything that he went to school for to see if he could kill someone?

But there was this tiny piece of him that was curious.  He had hunted animals before and kept trophies of them in his office.  He was curious just how hard it would be to take a human life. Would he feel any remorse?  There was really only one way to find out.

As Nick pondered about his feelings, he felt his phone start to vibrate again.  He pulled it out of his pocket to see a familiar face. It was one of his church friends, a new guy who was still new to the church family.  He had no family in the area because he moved here for a job. It seemed like too easy of a victim. “Hey dude.”

“Hey.  I was wondering if you doing anything tonight.  I…I’m feeling kinda depressed. And…you’re one of my only friends here.  Would it be okay if we met up somewhere and hung out?”

Perfect.  “Yeah man.  Just grab an Uber and you can come on over to my place.  I got some good alcohol we can drink, if you want to anyway.”

“Okay.  Yeah, I can do that.  I don’t have a car so Uber is the only way to go.  I just need an address and I will see you soon.”

This was just too easy.  Nick felt an evil grin starting to form on his face.  “Yeah man. I’ll text you my address and I will see you soon.”

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The Final Exam

Good morning!  How was everyone’s weekend?  Mine was a little busy, celebrating my sister’s birthday, celebrating my nephew’s birthday, and laughing so hard at Apples to Apples that I was crying.  It was a very fun weekend even though it was busy.

This story is the different take on something that I’m sure most people didn’t like.  Final exams.  I hated final exams even though it meant the end of the semester.  Especially the cumulative exams, those were the absolute worst!  But, I’m getting off track.  I’ll just let you read the story and see what you think!

This story is an Adventure, so enjoy!

The Final Exam

The Final Exam

Stanley sat behind his desk and watched.  He could see his students starting to sweat as they took their final exam.  It was interesting to see who was struggling, those who didn’t care, and those who knew exactly what was on the test.  It was always interesting to watch.

He looked at one of his students in the front row.  She was a very studious student, paid attention in every class, asked questions, and did very well on all of her tests.  She looked like she was doing very well on the test, taking each question very seriously as she read them.  Her pencil filled in every little bubble for the correct answers.  He knew that she would do great things once she graduated.

Then there was a student three seats behind and two seats over from her.  He was the class clown, he was always loud, and always trying to draw attention to himself.  He was a good student, he still did very well on his tests.  Stanley just wished that he wouldn’t have been so loud.  But it didn’t matter, Stanley knew this student would also do great things.

His eyes scanned the room to see one of his hardest working students.  This student paid very close attention and asked more questions than any other student.  She visited him in almost every office hour to ask even more questions because she needed the extra help.  Stanley smiled.  She was so sweet, bringing him a dozen cookies as a thank you for all of his help.  He knew that she would always struggle with her classes, but he also knew she would always work extra hard to do well in her classes.  He had told her that she was always welcome in his office and he hoped she would take him up on it.

Stanley continued to look around the room and his eyes landed on the biggest slacker in the class.  This student never showed up to class, didn’t do fantastic on tests, and actually…only showed up for the tests.  Stanley knew this student would have to take the class over again, but maybe with another teacher.

He continued to watch his students when one came up to the front with his scantron in his hand.  Stanley looked at him.  “Have you finished?”

The student nodded.  “Uh yes sir.  I have finished my test.  Have a nice summer.”  He handed Stanley the scantron and walked out of the classroom.

Stanley’s eyes fell upon a student who had managed to fall asleep.  How in the world does someone fall asleep in the middle of final exam?  Stanley stood up and he walked toward the student.  He gently tapped on the student’s shoulder and the student woke with a start.  There was a small puddle of drool on the desk and very few bubbles were filled in on the scantron.  “Sorry…”  Stanley walked back toward his desk and sat down.

The hour ticked by and all of the students turned in their exams, except for one.  One boy still sat in the back of the classroom, tears filling his eyes.  He knew that he had failed and he had taken every moment of the exam time to take the test.  The boy stood up and slowly walked to the front of the classroom.  His hand reached out and shakily handed Stanley the scantron.  “Here you go sir…”

Stanley gently took the scantron and placed it in the pile with all of the other student’s tests.  “Grades will be up tonight or early tomorrow.  I hope you have a wonderful summer.”  He smiled at the young student who nodded and walked out of the classroom.  Stanley felt bad but there was nothing he could do.  The test was over, the semester was over, it was time for summer.

Now Hiring (Gwendolyn, Emily, and Kelsey)

Good morning!  It’s Friday, it’s the end of the week.  But today is my Saturday so I have today and tomorrow off from work.  Hooray!

Today we are ending the Now Hiring series!  It’s so sad!  But next week we will be starting a new series so I am excited to bring that to you.  I’m not going to give away too many hints, but this one will be very different from this story.  So, without further ado, I hope you have enjoyed Now Hiring and I hope you come back for another story next week!

Now Hiring (Gwendolyn, Emily, and Kelsey)

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!

Gwendolyn

There are sometimes where the person that you interview fits everything in the criteria but there is one tiny thing that makes you question if you should hire them?  Even if it’s something that seems super minor but you still don’t know if you could hire them? I remember getting an application for someone who I thought would fit perfectly for the front desk position.  She seemed to have a lot of customer service experience which made her a great candidate. So I called her and set up an interview.

She was sitting in the lobby and she looked like a normal person.  But as soon as I walked up to her I could smell a terrible body odor coming off of her.  It was horrendous. But I stepped up and held out my hand. “Hello. I’m Tammy.”

The girl stood up and shook my hand.  “I’m Gwendolyn, but you can call me Gwen.”

I smiled.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you Gwen.  Let’s step in the office and get this started.”  We stepped inside the office and I immediately opened the window to let the fresh air in.  “It’s a beautiful day outside isn’t it?”

Gwen smiled.  “Yes it is. I love the fresh air.  The outdoors is probably my favorite place to be.”

I sat down at the desk.  “So, why don’t you tell me about yourself?”

Gwen shifted in her chair.  “Okay. I am a vegan, I love animals and I don’t want to harm them at all.  And I am trying to live as off the grid as I can. I still have a bank account which is how I can hold down a job, but I live in my van and move from place to place everyday.  Oh…and I use the smell of the land as my perfume everyday. I love nature and I love animals, I just want to be a part of it too. I don’t want to live anywhere permanently, I just want to move around and be free.”

I could feel my eye start to twitch.  I quickly rubbed it before moving on. “Okay.  So you don’t have a permanent residence?”

She shook her head.  “No ma’am. I live in my van.  If I have any mail or anything like that it goes to my parents and they take care of it.  I see them at least once a month so I can collect all my mail from them.”

“I see.  And I see you have worked in customer service before?”  I couldn’t tell if the smell was getting stronger or if I was becoming weaker, but something bad was happening and I wasn’t a fan.

“Yes ma’am.  I used to work in a couple stores and I worked in a hotel.  Everyone said I was great with the customers and the customers loved me.  So I definitely have worked in customer service and I loved it.”

I nodded.  “That’s fantastic.  We could definitely use someone with a lot of customer service experience.  So, what is your availability like?”

“Well I don’t have another job but I would like to have mornings off so I can still attend morning yoga and meditation with all of my friends.  Would that be possible?”

I shrugged.  “I don’t see why not.  What time does that happen?”

“We start at 10 and it ends at 3 Monday through Friday.  So I work anytime after 4 because that will give me time to freshen up before coming.”

I knew then and there that I couldn’t offer her a front desk position but she could work in the afternoon.  “So, I wouldn’t be able to give you a front desk position because we close at 6 so I couldn’t have for only work for a couple hours.  But I could have you work in the back because we have people here until 9 or 9:30. Would you be interested in that?”

She shrugged.  “I guess. I would rather work in with the customers but if that’s not possible I understand.  So, yes. I will take a position in the back.”

I shook her hand and showed her out.  I somehow dodged a bullet with having her work in the front.  But I had a feeling that she would do really well, which she did.

Emily

I remember sitting in the office and trying very very hard to not slap this interviewee across the face.  On the application, there is a mark for if the applicant has ever been to jail or had a criminal record. Emily had checked yes but in the comment section she put, ask.  Ask? I wasn’t too sure but I thought I would bring her in for an interview anyway.

So when I asked her about it, she started with a sigh.  “Well…it wasn’t my fault. I was driving my car when suddenly a car drove into me.  I swerved off the road and hit someone else, but I kept driving when I saw they were okay.  I didn’t see any damage on my car so I kept driving. I got home and there was a police officer waiting for me and they arrested me for a hit and run.  I told him what happened but he didn’t believe me. The police never believe me. So I got sent to jail for a hit and run that wasn’t even my fault. I was hit first and because I got hit then I unfortunately ran into someone else.  Apparently the person that hit me never got caught but I had to spend time in jail because I was apparently at fault. I caused a huge accident, according to police, and because I didn’t see it, I am completely at fault. So I got arrested and spend 2 years in jail for a crime that I never did.  So that’s what happened. That’s why I have a criminal record. I went to jail for something I never did.”

I’m just going to let you know now, I did not hire her.

Kelsey

This last one I’m going to tell you about was a doozy.  She was a special case who I could only describe as…odd.  I honestly don’t have another word to describe Kelsey other than odd.

When she came in for her interview, she was dressed very professionally.  I introduced myself and brought her into the office for the interview. “So, tell me about yourself.”

She scoffed.  “Well. I am a registered vet with the state and no vet’s office will hire me so I had to come here.  I have an IQ of 127 and school was not a problem for me. I finished vet school is just over a year and have yet to find a job at a vet’s office.  So I had to take a bit of a leave just to make ends meet.”

I was slightly taken aback.  A registered vet who hadn’t been hired by someone?  Seemed odd. “So why do you think a vet’s office won’t hire you?”

She scoffed again.  “I don’t know. I come in, go into the interview, give my demands, and they don’t hire me.  I don’t understand why.”

I could tell that one of the reasons was because she always scoffed, but I was curious about her demands as well.  “What were your demands, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Gah…I was demanding to be their head vet because obviously I am smarter than the doctors that they already have.  I also demanded a 6 figure salary starting out, somewhere around $150,000 and going up every quarter. But no one thinks that my demands are fair and they aren’t willing to give me anything.  They want me to start off as their lowest doctor and barely above minimum wage. Like…honestly. The audacity of these places.”

At this point, I was curious if she was going to give demands for starting at this job.  “Okay…so do you have any demands for starting here?”

Kelsey nodded.  “Obviously. I want to start at $20 since I am a registered vet and I can give any dog or cat their vaccinations and I can tell you exactly what’s wrong with them.  And I want my pay to rise every quarter by $1 until I am making 6 figures a year or until a vet’s office hires me. Whichever comes first. And I want to only work mornings.  Maybe 7 am to 4 pm, Monday through Friday. I will not work weekends.”

This was the moment where I figured out that this girl was never going to get hired anywhere unless she lowered her demands.  “Unfortunately I won’t be able to give you any of your demands. Pay starts at $10, which is minimum wage, and we can’t give you the hours you want unless you have another job or a reason for not being able to work certain hours.  We can work around other schedules, but no one has a set schedule except for administration.”

I watched Kelsey start to become furious.  “No! This is not fair! I am overqualified for this job which means that I deserve more than these measly people who have no animal experience.  I am too smart to be working here but I need some sort of income.”

I shrugged.  “Well. You can take the offer and have some sort of income, or you can leave.  It’s your decision.”

Kelsey angrily stood up and marched out the door.  She marched all the way to her car and sped out of the parking lot.  She was definitely odd. There was no other way to say it.

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Now Hiring (Kristen, Scott, and Charlie)

Good morning!  How is everyone doing after the 4th of July?  My cats were okay, they aren’t too bad with the fireworks unless they are directly overhead.  So it wasn’t too bad for us.  Oh!  And I ate too much food…but I think that comes with the territory of the 4th of July.

We are getting closer to the end of this series.  It’s going to be sad when it’s over.  But, we all have to move on   So enjoy these last few parts of this Adventure story.

Now Hiring

Seasonal work for Portside Doggie Daycare.  Starting at $10 an hour, part and full time positions available.  Must be able to work as a team and work well with other people and pets.  Feel free to come in and inquire about a job. We would love for you to join our team!

Kristen

I will come out and say this right now, I like kids.  I have 3 of my own and I have 2 grandkids so far. Now, I understand that family is much different from other people’s kids, but I still like kids.

I remember that this interview because it was nothing like I was expecting.  I walked out into the lobby to see a young boy running around the lobby. There was only one other person sitting in the lobby, a young girl who was dressed in a simple maxi dress.  She stood up. “I’m so sorry ma’am. I couldn’t find someone who could babysit my son so I had to bring him. I’m sorry.”

I put my hand up to stop her.  “Not to worry. He can sit in the office during the interview.  Let’s get this started.”

She held out her hand for her son.  “Travis. Come on honey, mommy needs you to come with me.”  The little boy ran over and grabbed his mom’s hand and I walked them into the office.  Kristen sat Travis down in one of the chairs and sat down herself. She gave him her phone that had a set of overhead headphones.  “Okay honey. Let’s put on some Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while mommy talks okay?” She turned on the show before looking at me. “I’m sorry again.”

“It’s okay.  If he’s occupied then we should be okay.  But I do have a question for you. If you can’t find a babysitter for today, will you be able to find one for when you have to work?”

Kristen nodded.  “Yes ma’am. My mom doesn’t work so she would be able to watch Travis whenever I have to work.  Unfortunately today she had an appointment at the same time and no one else could watch him. And his dad isn’t in the picture so I couldn’t ask him to do anything for me.”

“Okay, good.  So tell me a little about yourself.”  I wasn’t really sure what to expect from this girl, but I still wanted to proceed with the interview.

She smiled.  “Well. I’m 22 and obviously I have my son who is my whole life.  I would do absolutely anything for him. But I love animals, my family has tons of them because we live on a farm.  So there are animals everywhere.”

“Mama!”  

Travis screamed and pointed at the phone.  Kristen tapped on the phone screen a couple times and turned back to me.  “I’m sorry.”

The interview continued on with Travis screaming every couple minutes for Kristen to do something on the phone.  She seemed like a very sweet girl and her interview went well with the exception of Travis. When she left the interview I still wasn’t sure if I was going to hire her or not.  But I knew I would make the right decision for the company when it came down to it.

I remember waiting a couple days before calling her again and letting her know that she was hired.  She squealed in delight, thanking me over and over for giving her a chance and that she wouldn’t let me down.  I smiled, thinking about how genuine she seemed during the interview and on the phone. I knew that I had made a good decision and she turned out to be a great employee.

Scott

We get some of the strangest people come through for interviews.  And this guy was no exception. I remember sitting in my office and hearing some of the loudest music coming from the parking lot.  I looked out the window to see an old car that was shaking from the low bass in the music. I watched the owner of the car walk into the lobby but I wasn’t expecting to hear that my interview was here.

I composed myself and walked out to see the owner of the car sitting on the couch.  He was wearing a basketball jersey, saggy pants, dirty sneakers, and a bandana around his head.  He was also sporting some large gold jewelry around his neck and big gold earrings. I stepped up to him.  “Good morning. I’m Tammy.”

He stood up and pulled up his pants.  “I’m Scott.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.  Let’s go in the office and we can get started.”  We stepped inside the office and sat down. I got a sudden whiff of Scott’s cologne and it was very overpowering.  I really had to resist the urge to vomit at the smell. “So…tell me about yourself.”

“Yo man.  I’m a rapper who goes by Scotty Sly.  I spend all my free time in the studio cranking out rhymes and beats.  So I need a little extra cash to help fund my rappin’, know what I mean?”

I felt a little shocked.  Like…this is an interview right?  I wasn’t dreaming, this was actually happening.  “Uh…yes. I know what you mean. But will rapping interfere with you being able to work?”

“Nah man.  I need this job to help me become a rapper.  So I need to work to get the money to start getting my album out.  Actually…you got a computer or a player? I alway share my beats so I can get my name out there.”

“A player?”  This man was now speaking in words that I did not understand.

“Yeah man.  Like a CD player.  I gotta mixtape in my car that I can play for you.”  His eyes lit up, almost like he really wanted me to listen to this CD.

I shook my head.  “No thank you. Rap is not my forte.  Let’s continue on with the interview. So you will have no issues working to get money for your rapping?”

Scott shook his head.  “Nah man. Give me a job and I will work until I have enough money to pay for my career.”

“Okay…so if you can use one word to describe yourself, what word would you pick and why?”

“Talented cuz I am.”

I had to try very hard to not let my jaw drop to the desk.  I slowly wrote down the word before asking the next question.  “Do you have any experience working with animals?”

Scott nodded while looking at his phone.  “Yeah man. I have 4 dogs of my own so I have a lot of experience.  One my girls is having puppies soon. You want a puppy?”

“Um…no thank you.”  I continued on with the interview with Scott traveling off on different tangents.  I finished the interview and led Scott out of the office. He walked out the front door and he got in his car and immediately turned up his rap music.  We felt the windows start to shake in the building from the loud bass.

I didn’t know it was possible for someone to go off on so many tangents while in an interview.  It was odd but I wished him well. He seemed very determined to be a rapper and someone with that much determination could actually do it.  So I hoped that someone would be willing to hire him, but he might have better luck at a music store.

Charlie

One of the requirements of working at our facility is that you like dogs and cats because you are dealing with them all the time.  I guess you could not really like them, but you have to be able to tolerate them. But Charlie here, he didn’t want any of it.

“You are afraid of dogs?”

Charlie nodded.  “Yes ma’am. If one gets too close to me, I will scream and run away.  I’m afraid they will bite me.”

I cocked an eyebrow.  “Did you get bit by one as a child?”

He shook his head.  “No. But I didn’t want to take a chance.  I’ve been afraid of them since birth.”

I looked down at my paper.  “I see. So what are you hoping to do while you are working here?”

He shrugged.  “I’m not too sure.  Anything that doesn’t involve dogs or poop.”

That comment made me intrigued.  “Why can you not deal with poop? Dogs and cats poop everyday the same as you and me.”

Charlie held up a finger.  “That is a bold assumption.  I do not poop. I will vomit if I smell it.  So I have come up with this amazing liquid diet so I don’t have to ingest anything solid.  I buy foods like yogurt, milk, protein powder, baby foods, and broths and mix them together in a blender to make sure that it liquefies.  And don’t worry, I have consulted both a doctor and a nutritionist about this diet and they both say that it is good and that I am doing a good thing for my body.  The last time I actually pooped was when I was in elementary school. And I started doing it because I would get very sick at school every time I used the toilet. So my mom started doing this for me and my life has forever changed.”

I stared at him with my mouth agape.  How was I supposed to respond to this?  I quickly composed myself. “Okay…so you are afraid of dogs and you don’t deal with poop.  The only position that I have that you wouldn’t have to deal with either one of those is our reservation center.  And unfortunately I don’t have any positions available in that department. So I don’t believe that this is the right job for you.”

Charlie’s face turned visibly red.  “I’m sorry. I knew I shouldn’t have applied here.  It was a terrible idea. I’m sorry I wasted your time.  I will show myself out.” He quickly stood up and almost ran out the door.  He hastily made his way to his truck and got in the driver’s seat. He sped out of the parking lot, never to be seen again.

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The Hunter

Good morning!  How is everyone today?  I know it’s Monday, but this week is 4th of July!  Does anyone have any fun plans for the 4th?  Having some good barbecues, spending time with family, lighting off some fireworks?  I know I will be doing almost all of that.  I don’t know about fireworks but I will definitely be spending time with family and eating barbecue.

I’m not going to explain much in this story, I will let it speak for itself.  This is a Feel Good Story.  Enjoy!

The Hunter

The Hunter

Ty sat in the tree with his bow and arrows.  He had been sitting there all day hoping to find something on this hunt, but so far there had been nothing.  Nothing!  This was his first time hunting in months and he was going to be very upset if he ended up going home with nothing.

As he sat there waiting, there was a shuffle below him.  Ty’s eyes drifted down to the bushes to see a deer walking out into the open.  She was beautiful, or maybe he was just excited because this was the first deer to walk into his sights all day.  But either way he was excited and ready to take the shot.

He slowly reached behind him to grab an arrow out of the quiver behind his back, trying very hard to not make a sound.  His finger tips tapped the tops of all of his arrows, desperately trying to grab one of them.  Ty finally gripped one of them and gently pulled it out of the quiver.  The deer stopped.  Ty stopped, hoping to not scare the deer off from the sound.  The deer started to move again, completely unaware of Ty still sitting in the tree.

Ty finally got the arrow out of the quiver and loaded it onto the bow.  His fingers gripped the string and he started to pull back.  He brought the bow up to his eye, closing one to focus on his target.  His arms shifted slightly to move the bow to the correct position.  He breathed in and started to breathe out, about ready to release the arrow.

But before he could release the arrow there was a rustling beneath him.  Ty’s vision shifted downward, keeping the arrow still at the ready.  A fawn walked out of the bushes and ran over to his mother.  The small baby stared at his mother, waiting to be shown where to go and what to do.

Ty still had the bow drawn but was now in a dilemma.  He didn’t want to take a mother away from her baby but he also didn’t want to go home empty handed.  His hand started to shake, unsure what to do in the situation.  Ty took a deep breath and finally loosen the bow.

The bow and arrow fell to his side.  He couldn’t do it.  He couldn’t take a mother away from her baby.  He wasn’t that big of a monster and a bad person to do so.  Ty sat there, watching the two of them munching on the grass in the field.

He waited until they left before he got down from his perch in the tree.  He knew he was going home empty handed but he didn’t really mind.  He spared a life today and that was something to be proud of.  Ty wasn’t proud of the fact that he came home empty handed, but he was proud of himself for sparing a life and letting a baby grow up with his mother.