short stories – Page 6 – Jerry Schellhammer

Elsa’s Day Trimming at Sparky’s

I’m Elsa the Amazon my master raves about. Yesterday he told as he prepared my daily meal that we were going for a ride to see Sparky. I remembered all too well the last time that happened, and it still left a bad taste in my beak, literally.

The Meaning of Special

“Hello, Jerry,” the human resources person gushed with an overabundance of enthusiasm. “This is Sue [not her real name] I’m giving her a tour of our wonderful resort. This is Jerry. He’s really SPECIAL.”

My Writing Progress

I discovered through my lifetime friend that using my blogs to express my political beliefs tended to turn him off. I would assume many of you are in the same position. And heaven forbid, I might offend my loyal readers because their views doesn’t mesh with mine.

Nathen’s Problem

Nathen arrived home and his five-year-old daughter came up to him with a book of fairy tales that she pushed toward him to read to her. “This one, please, Daddy.” She pointed at the Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

Tsunami

Kiyo walked quietly on a single lane road near Sendai in Northeast Honshu Island. Kiyo had dreams of becoming an actress one day, and she saw the audition in the daily newspaper. As she walked to the train station

Petrus

Pompeii seemed like a paradise to Father when we moved here from Rome two years ago. I was named Petrus from a friend who was crucified. Someone apparently mistook him for the heretic who founded the sect called Christianity.

Writings Update

My loyal fans I’m giving you an update on my writings thus far. I’m slowly making progress on my African American cowboy western, Nate Turner. He’s done the runaway slave, worked as a stevedore at a Cincinnati dock ….

The Confession

“Forgive me father for I have sinned,” Joey Maccoullah, told the elderly priest in the confessional while crossing himself reverently. “It has been several years since I confessed my sins to you and to God, though I’m certain, He knows.”

Effects

I’m tired of reporting about mass shootings of innocent people. I mean, anymore we all have become numb to this madness. Politicians either don’t or can’t do anything about this. Obviously, they are weak old men and women who rather put out press releases and promising something must be down someday.

A Knight Crime

Johnny Knight had a serious drug habit. A habit so bad it cost him his acting career. Twelve years after he starred in a successful television comedy, he presumably had his life turned around.