Debra Debek
Bio
Writer enthusiast, poetry lover, using my voice to unravel a complicated life and a complicated mind of one human life sharing experiences of all human lives.
Stories (15/0)
The Alien Who Told Me About My Date
I am snuggled up in my bed when I notice a magnificent bright light through the window that lit up the entire back yard. It was brighter than any bolt of lightning I’d ever seen and I didn’t hear any rain outside so it couldn’t be lightning that was lighting up the nighttime sky. I’m staring out the window but all I see is a the light that is illuminating the back yard like a football stadium. I ran to the back door and tried peering through the window blinds but still I see nothing. Ok, my curiosity is killing me at this point but it’s also coupled with a bit of fear. Curiosity wins this one though. I go for it. I open the back door and step out onto the deck. I look up and nearly faint from what I see. Circular lights on a plane or space ship of some sort hovering just above the house. In a second it’s landed in the yard and a door opens. I am sure I thought of running but, paralyzed by what I was seeing, I just stood there frozen. An alien figure emerges and says, “look for the man with the UFO tattoo on his arm. This will be the man you’re meant to be with.” In an instant he was back on board and the plane disappeared. I rubbed my eyes turned and went inside. Suddenly, I hear a crash. Next thing I know I’m pulling myself out from my under the covers as I wake from sleeping. Apparently, Dexter, my dog, knocked over the lamp in the living room which startled and awakened me from that crazy Alien dream.
By Debra Debek3 years ago in Humans
A Spill In Time All Set To Unwind
I remember as a child, mom would have some friends over on Saturday nights. Their husbands were police officers and they worked together pulling the 4pm-12am shifts over the weekend. The moms would all get together at our house, play cards, and mostly talk about their kids and sometimes conversations we kids were told to leave the room for. Each of them brought with them a desert they probably worked all day preparing. Of course, as a child this was something I very much looked forward to. The apple strudels, cheese cakes, pies, and double chocolate layer cakes were some of the regular dishes that we kids made sure to dip into for extra servings as the moms were busy chatting in the living room. As we were helping ourselves to all the sweets we could fit into our mouths and swallow with the least amount of chewing, the moms were opening and pouring lots of wine as they celebrated together their “girl’s night”.
By Debra Debek3 years ago in Humans