Often time, I write short stories in my head while moving through everyday life. Sometimes, if I think they’re funny or moving, they make it to paper. The following are a few shorts I’ve jotted down.

The Appointment

The light. I can feel, the light. Shining down onto me. I start to pray. I can almost hear the faint, sweet hum of angels in the distance.

“Lucy what are you doing” says my little brother.

I open my eyes to a harsh, yellow, dentist’s light bulb. Delirious with anxiety.