Daniel G Dionne

Joined June 2021

2 stories

Stories (2)

Filter by community

Sort by (Optional)

The Pens
BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! I wake up with a start. What? I slide my legs over the edge of bed as I sit up. BAM!! BAM!! BAM!! Standing up in a huff I grab my housecoat and head for the front door to see who I'm punching in the nose for pounding on MY door like that at what, O230 hours on a Sunday.
By Daniel G Dionne5 years ago in Fiction
Lines
It's always one line or another. Each of those hours long. Ones for food. Ones for water. Lines for clothes: jackets and sweaters and such. Others for pants, socks and shoes- boots were outlawed a decade ago except for The Guard members.
By Daniel G Dionne5 years ago in Fiction