The DollarOne day while out shopping, Miss Elizabeth Jackson was given a dollar bill in change. This in itself was nothing particularly interesting; the interesting fact was that the dollar had something written on it in small lettering. It was on the border and so she only noticed it when she pulled the bill out of her jeans pocket when doing the wash.Finding things written on currency isnt a particularly strange thing; its likely that everyone has, at some point, found a dollar bill with something written on it. Sometimes, it will be a stamped URL for a website; other times, it will be something as inane as three sisters. This time, however, the note was:If found, please return to 1408 Magnolia St, Blakely, Georgia.Elizabeth didnt have much to do, and so she sat on the bus ride home, contemplating this dollar bill. Who in the world would care about the return of one bill in particul
The DuckRight at the beginning, it was obvious he was... off. Everyone saw it, way before college, even before high school, all they way back to when being "off" didn't matter to anyone. He never had a girlfriend, he never joined a club; he never did anything of the sort. He wouldn't talk to anybody. He just sort of sat there.It didn't take long before everyone gave up on him, if they gave him a chance in the first place. And then he took a trip to Disneyland.It was a weekend vacation for something - his sister's birthday, a wedding, whatever - and when he came back he brought his new souvenir with him. This would have been okay, if it had been something practical or cool, like a scarf or a sweatshirt or hell, even a stuffed Mickey Mouse doll.Instead, it was a duck.That thing shat everywhere it went and kept the whole dorm up at night with its squawking and ran amok because he didn't see fit to close his door.
Unfinished NovelIt was 2 A.M. when she got the call.