David E. Perry
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Writing gives me the power to create my own worlds. I'm in control of the universe of my design. My word is law. Would you like to know the first I ever wrote? Read Sandy:
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I was sitting in my living room watching TV. Well, the truth is that the TV was watching me. My head was bobbing up and down as I tried to fight sleep. It was only 7PM and if I had gone to bed at that time, I would have woken up in the middle of the night with no chance of going back to sleep. I was startled awake when the doorbell rang, and a young man started to bang on my door.
By David E. Perry9 months ago in Fiction
Everybody Deserves a 2nd Chance
July 18th, 2025 – 6:00 AM Traveling the historic Route 66, you will find that it intersects an old desert road. Turn down that road and travel about 10 miles and you will find a broken-down Jeep. The engine is still hot, and smoke is still pouring out. It’s not hard to tell that it was recently abandoned.
By David E. Perry9 months ago in Fiction
Amiya and Mink
The sound of glass shattering as it hit the floor filled the entire house. It was her mother’s favorite vase. It didn’t cost much. Its value was all sentimental. Still, right away, she knew she was in trouble. Even before her mother screamed out her name.
By David E. Perry9 months ago in Fiction
Memories
My name is Michael Zimmermann. At least that’s what the man standing over my hospital bed called me. It didn’t sound quite right but since I didn’t remember what my name was, I accepted it. Michael Zimmermann. It sounded kind of strange to me. But I had no idea who I was. I had no Idea who the man standing over me was. I don’t know why I was in the hospital. I had a vague memory of, nope. It was gone. The only memory I had was Gregory Zimmerman standing over me. He said that he was my father. Without anything else to go on, I went home with him.
By David E. Perry10 months ago in Psyche
Aeterna
How long do you want to live? At what age do you want to die? This is a hard question to answer. Think about it. Jonathan was 95 years old. He smoked a pack of cigarettes every day since he was 18. He smoked cigars every time he was out with “The Boys.” He drank like a camel since he was 16. Now he was bedridden. He was limited to a liquid diet since he could no longer digest solid food. He ate through a tube since he no longer had the ability to swallow. A machine breathed for him since one of his lungs was removed due to cancer and the other just didn’t work. Another machine kept his heart pumping.
By David E. Perry10 months ago in Longevity
Mom, Dad
Mom, Dad, I know that I’m a little late. Ok, I’m a lot late. But let me tell you what happened. It all started when I arrived at school today. There was this new student in my first period class today. Never saw him before. He sat right in front of me, turned around and said, “Hello Katie.” Of course, I was shocked. I had no idea who he was.
By David E. Perry10 months ago in Fiction
Implants
The quahog clam can live for over 500 years. There is a fig tree in Sri Lanka that is at least 2,200 years old. High in the Andes Mountains, there is a shrub believed to be over 3000. Some of the corals off the coast of Hawaii are nearly 5,000 years old. With a life span of about 15,000 years, the glass sponges take the title of the longest living creature on earth. Where do humans fall on this list.
By David E. Perry10 months ago in Longevity
On My Way Home
Hello. My name is Zack Norman. This is my first time coming to one of these conventions. You may recognize me as one of the people standing outside making fun of you. But there was an event in my life that forced me to change sides. Let me tell you all about it.
By David E. Perry10 months ago in Humor
Proxima
June 17, 2125 To Darlene, my beloved and cherished wife, It is with the greatest sadness that I must depart from you for such a long time. Believe me when I say that my leaving was not an easy choice to make. However, looking at our life now compared to the promises made of Proxima Centauri b, you can’t help but agree that it was for the better. I have set off to make a better life for you, our children and myself. But even with the speeds that we can now make, the trip will take 5 years.
By David E. Perry11 months ago in History
