I put the money in the machine. Nothing came out so I kicked it. A new brand of soda came out, McKewls. I excitedly opened the can. The first sip was so fantastic I could feel my brain buzz. I could now move things with my mind, had super strength, and could teleport. Every night, I’d drink a McKewls soda and go out to fight crime. I was now Soda Man. I absolutely loved my new soda fueled super powers. The only super villain I couldn’t catch was Can Crusher, who also drank McKewls soda. Our powers were equally matched.
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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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Sad Birthday
I was sitting at home, alone. I was sulking, as I had no one to invite to my birthday. Nobody wanted to come to the birthday of a lawyer who defended serial killers, especially since I got so many off without punishment. My own family wouldn’t talk to me. There was a knock at my door. I answered and my secretary had a line of clients I’d freed all the way down the block. “Come in,” I said. I celebrated the day with one hundred serial killer clients I’d helped skirt the law. It was a killer good time.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
"Hear Me Out"
"Hear me out, what if we ran away together?" "Where do you want to go?" "Anywhere but here. We could move to a new city or to Canada, or we could disappear from society to live in the middle of the woods. Maybe a combination of two of those things would be good. What do you say?"
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With greatsoda comes great responsibility. Thank you for this one!