Dagmar Goeschick
Stories (50/0)
The Prompt
"To all passengers boarding the flight from New York to Sydney/Australia, please go to your gate F25. Your flight will begin boarding in 10 minutes". Oh my god, Sara was so excited about her trip, she couldn't believe that her dream became true. For five years she had saved every penny to be able to afford this trip. A trip where she wanted to afford every imaginable luxury, starting with the ticket for this flight: FIRST CLASS. There was the gate, everyone looked at the flight attendant. Sara knew that those who had booked first class were allowed to board first. This time she was one of them. She felt a little bit nervous because she saw two VIPs. She knew them from the TV, and now she was boarding with them together. 'Should I ask them for an autograph? No, that looks cheap', she thought. Maybe next time...?
By Dagmar Goeschickabout a year ago in Fiction
Reset a Password
"Good morning my little baby". I smiled at the most beautiful face in my life, my little girls face. Her big green eyes looked at me with happiness. Her deep green eyes fascinated me every time I looked into them. Her little nose was so delicate and her pink lips so soft. To make the picture even better, her fire-red-curly-hair sparkled all over her face. She was just 5 years old of today and a pink birthday cake was already waiting for her. "Happy 5th birthday to you my darling, I wish you all the best". She put her arms around my neck and gave me a big hug and a big kiss. "Thank you mummy. Now I am a big girl", she said. "From now on I can walk home from kindergarten all by myself ". "Yes, you can" I said. I knew she was waiting for this big day for almost one year now.
By Dagmar Goeschickabout a year ago in Criminal
Survive
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She could see trees and the sun, sometimes birds of different colors, and chimneys smoking during the winter time. Once in a while she could hear children laughing outside, but she never saw them. She longed to be part of their play, but she new it was to dangerous for her.
By Dagmar Goeschickabout a year ago in Fiction
My blue shoes
My blue shoes walking with me all day long up and down
By Dagmar Goeschickabout a year ago in Poets
The Surprise
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. We have been there before, but that was during the summertime last year. This year we were looking forward to staying as a family-christmas-vacation. Our truck was filled up with all we needed: food, presents, christmas ornaments, candles, cookies, and Christmas wine.
By Dagmar Goeschickabout a year ago in Fiction
An Unexpected Surprise
"Good morning", I was told, was not enough to get my son out of his bed. So, to make sure he will be on time in school, I grabbed his blanked and pulled it off him. His window was wide open, and the wind blew in cold. He grasped and shouted at me. I was just laughing. "Good morning again", I said "ready for school now?". And I left his room. My daughter was already up and having breakfast, so I could focus on my emails and my writings.
By Dagmar Goeschickabout a year ago in Fiction