The Faculty - written for Drabble_Weekly

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Title: Left alone without a goodbye
Characters: Casey Conner, mention of Zeke Tyler
Words: 200
Challenge: Long Lost Friend
Finished: 19.01.2020

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Casey stopped abruptly when he noticed a black GTO on the driveway of the big house. Suddenly his mouth felt dry; so long he had hoped, waited, and now... Suddenly a young man stepped on the porch.

Swallowing hard, Casey paled. So hard to believe. After almost two years without a word. First, he had been worried that something might have happened, an accident maybe, and he had called the police and the hospitals nearby. All in vain. Only slowly, he had started to accept it, that Zeke had decided to leave him behind, despite all the future plans they had already made. It had hurt, so hard to endure. Almost too much to move on.

His photography finally saved him. After graduation, he went to photo school in Columbus. A new, exciting life. He even made new friends. No one as close as Zeke had been. Their relationship had been unique, a bond no one else could understand. And one day, friendship had turned into love. They had spent a night together, just one, and it had felt as if all his dreams could come true. But next morning, Zeke vanished into thin air.

Until today. Zeke was back!

Jeremiah (TV) - written for Livejournal

[prisca]

Title: Birthday (Smith's POV)
Characters: Kurdy Malloy, Mr. Smith,
Words: 401
finished: 04.02.2017

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Today we did celebrate Kurdy's birthday. Usually I try to avoid crowded places like the cafeteria. And I try to avoid to think about my past. Because I don't have one. Days like these remind me of this fact all too clearly.

I'm the outsider, the guy no one wants to hang around with. Because I'm God's messenger. Sometimes I wish I could just lay down and die, this would be so much easier. But he is not willing to let me go. He has told me that the future of the world is lying in my hands. What kind of future can this be?

At this moment Kurdy tore me out of my thoughts. He dropped down onto the chair beside me, a forced smile on his face. Kurdy is a nice guy, I know, he doesn't want to hang around with me, but he feels pity.

"Do you have fun," he did ask me.

Fun? I don't know the meaning of this word, I can't remember if I ever had fun in my life. "Gid told me to come here," I said.

"Maybe he wants you to relax for a while. Birthday parties are supposed to be fun."

Are they? Well, I guess, Kurdy is right. Before the Big Death people did enjoy birthdays and parties and fun. Michelle told me once that it is important to keep the old ceremonies alive. But Michelle can remember, like everyone else. Memories can hurt, but they also keep you alive.

"Did you never celebrate your birthday?"

"I can't remember, maybe, when I was a child," I told Kurdy.
"I don't have a history. Everything is wiped out, everything that happened before the I died."

He stared at me, I could read the shock in his eyes. "You ... what?" His voice was slightly shaking. He wasn't ready to hear the truth. It would have been so more human to lie, but I couldn't. Because God has told me that it is about time to tell him about it.

"I died. But God wasn't willing to let me go. He brought me back to life." It was hard to smile but I did it anyway. "I'm glad that you still can enjoy your birthday. But for me, the day of the anniversary of my death is the only birthday I can remember. And, believe me, there is no reason to celebrate that."

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(Note: This story is also written from Kurdy's POV)

Jeremiah (TV) - written for Livejournal

[prisca]

Title: 24 hours
Characters: OCs
Words: 348
finished: 02.10.2017

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Twenty-four hours can change a life.

He had never thought this possible; but what had he actually known back then? He had still been a child, only thirteen years old, a good student, he loved chess and baseball. The best times of his life he had spent in the baseball stadium together with his dad. But this happened only rarely. His dad was working at a big laboratory, an important job which offered only rare free time.

So, most of the time he was living alone in the lovely, small house on the military base, together with his mother and his little brother. He had two close friends he usually spent a lot of his time with, but at the moment all he could think about was Anna Marie, a girl with long, blonde hair and glasses. In the morning, at school, she had smiled at him, and his heart had been up in his mouth.

Then it happened, and within minutes his world was broken down.

A phone call from his father. „Leave the town,“ he told his mother. „Leave everything behind. Just grab the children and leave the town. Go to the little summerhouse of your parents in the woods. Don't come back, until you hear from me.“

His mother obeyed. He could see her hands trembling and tears in her eyes when she asked him to put some food and water together, while she went to wake up Jamie from his afternoon nap. His brother cried a little, and this time his mother didn't pull him into her arm to calm him down. Obviously there was no time to waste.

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She drove without any pause, for hours and hours, until sunset. Then she stopped the car in front of the old, lonely house in the middle of nowhere. Jamie looked up, giggling slightly. „We are visiting grandpa,“ the little boy told his teddy.

But he knew better. He could hear the silent, suppressed sobbing of his mother. And when he got out of the car, he felt that something horrible was going on. The world had changed and he would never see his dad again.