An Ambiguous Tale

A Fork In The Road It's a comfortable night at a town's annual end of the summer festival, Jason is out enjoying the festivities before he heads to his first year of college. It's your typical street festival with booths of all kinds of food, small stages of live music, games, rides, and most of all people. As Jason walks alone amongst the crowd of people he feels invisible, a feeling that is all to familiar for him. He wasn't a geek, jock, popular, or the class clown. In his high school Jason simply existed with a small group of friends, going day by day seemingly unnoticed. His friends and family were always enough for Jason, but at times he couldn't help but want for more. Jason participated in all the high schools sports, some times he made the teams other times he was cut. The teams he did make he never saw the field, never had his name in the papers, and never walked down the hallways as a school hero. In his family Jason always

Dark Eyes It's a warm Saturday afternoon while two boys are riding their bikes through their neighborhood, on their way to swim in an old quarry. Frank and Richy are starting in the eighth grade and have been best friends since grade school. Richy comes from an abusive home while Frank comes from your ordinary happy suburban family. Whenever it was a particularly bad night at Richy's house he would always climb out his window, get on his bike, and spend the night at Franks. The two formed an inseparable bond over the years and now were as close as brothers. The summer heat is lingering around in the opening weeks of the school year, so they boys decide to get one more day of swimming in before the seasons change. As the boys are riding they pass by other friends playing hockey in the street, family friends barbequing, and neighbors out watering the grass of their suburban homes. The route that the boys take lead them to a dirt path easily accessible from one of the ci

The Funeral A man in a suit sits alone at the back of an old gothic church that is filled with men and women dressed in black. He sits there quietly as the people, whose faces he cannot see, mourn the loss of a dearly beloved friend. The man sits with only his thoughts. He begins to ponder how fragile life can be, all the choices he has made in his own life, all the people he has ever known, and all the things he wish he had done differently.  He is a young man no older than his late twenties, and as he sits lost in his train of thought a stranger joins him in the pew. The stranger says nothing, only silently looks on at the service that is taking place. Finally the stranger makes a remark to the young man.  "Such a shame a life being cut short so young, isn't it?," the Stranger says. The Young Man doesn't reply, only continues to look on at the continuing service.  "How did you know him?," the Stranger inquires.  "I didn&#