Inspired by this Reddit thread. http://www.reddit.com/r/shortstories
Tick Tock Tick Tock
As a child afflicted with autism, he hated going to school. He hated the alarm for the clock to get up and get ready for school.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, before the alarm went off, the clock went.
Oh! He hated it to no end. 'Stop it mommy, the clock is ticking away like a bomb' he would scream.
And ma, poor ma, would always put a loving and caring hand on his head. Caressing his sweet brown tuft of hair, she would say, 'Don't worry honey, the clock means no harm. It only wants to wake you up. It wants to tell you that its time to wake up.'
One day he made up his mind and got up on time even before the clock rang its alarm. But he saw his mommy wasn't around anymore. She was tired and people didn't have time for him. Crying for ma, he went back to sleep.
Then he realized that the clock's noise could also put him to sleep. Tick Tick, Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
He has never hated it ever since.
FIN.
Tattoo
She was tired of finding love. Finally she gave up and thought, I will go and get a tattoo to tell people how much I love being single. She went to the studio and asked for a happy single bird. As the tattoo artist worked his magic on her arm, she fell in love with the artist. Finally it was done and she was sadder than before. Worse still, she couldn't discard the tattoo either.
No, she didn't get the tattoo erased because she couldn't bear the thought of losing out on the memory of the tattoo artist and his magic but because laser treatment is such a bitch.
FIN.
Tick Tock Tick Tock
As a child afflicted with autism, he hated going to school. He hated the alarm for the clock to get up and get ready for school.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, before the alarm went off, the clock went.
Oh! He hated it to no end. 'Stop it mommy, the clock is ticking away like a bomb' he would scream.
And ma, poor ma, would always put a loving and caring hand on his head. Caressing his sweet brown tuft of hair, she would say, 'Don't worry honey, the clock means no harm. It only wants to wake you up. It wants to tell you that its time to wake up.'
One day he made up his mind and got up on time even before the clock rang its alarm. But he saw his mommy wasn't around anymore. She was tired and people didn't have time for him. Crying for ma, he went back to sleep.
Then he realized that the clock's noise could also put him to sleep. Tick Tick, Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
He has never hated it ever since.
FIN.
Tattoo
She was tired of finding love. Finally she gave up and thought, I will go and get a tattoo to tell people how much I love being single. She went to the studio and asked for a happy single bird. As the tattoo artist worked his magic on her arm, she fell in love with the artist. Finally it was done and she was sadder than before. Worse still, she couldn't discard the tattoo either.
No, she didn't get the tattoo erased because she couldn't bear the thought of losing out on the memory of the tattoo artist and his magic but because laser treatment is such a bitch.
FIN.
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