I was racing my car around the track. I was a close second. I was slowly catching up to Jeff in first. I was on his tail, then got clipped from behind. I lost, and every day I relive that race. I could have won. I lost my sponsors, my wife left with my dog and I’m broke, to poor to go to the bar. I ask people for money on the street, and try to smile when they give me spare change. I had nightmares about the race until I won the lottery. Now I own the track.
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Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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Dealing with the Bully
My name is August, and everyday I was bullied at school. I would tell the teachers about the bullying only for them to ask me to prove it. I had enough and took karate lessons. I got my black belt and went back to school. Big John attacked me, and I karate kicked him all the way over the fence. Nobody ever messed with me again. My crush saw what I did and asked me out. I grew up to be a successful writer, chef and businessman, and Big John worked as a fry cook while serving time in prison.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Gravitational Pull and the Moon
"That's an amazingly astute observation. I couldn't have said it better myself." "Yeah, but like — just because I can reach that conclusion logically doesn’t mean I can feel it. You know? Like my emotions are on the other side of the planet from me. No, they're on the fucking moon, and I'm here, and my logic means nothing at all because I can't get myself to feel what I know, and there's no oxygen where my emotions live, and I'm suffocating."
By Mallory Rose6 days ago in Fiction
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Great turn of events, Alex! I like this one a lot!