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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Empty and Full (06/04/09)

TITLE: Relief
By Paul Johnson
06/07/09


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Relief




It was late, well past midnight; I had just dropped my best friend, Mike off at his house. He had asked me to come in for a while before I went home.

"No, it's late," I said, truth be told, I had this overwhelming feeling starting to override my whole body. Every cell inside screamed "let me out!" How could I? Trying desperately to maintain control, "I have work in the morning," I told him, which I did, but it wasn’t the whole truth.

Pulling away from the curb of his house I began to accelerate at a faster rate than normal. What was I to do about this feeling? 20 minutes before home. UUGGHHH! I really must hurry!

Trying to shift my attention to something else.... I thought about the football game we were just at. We had sideline tickets and were able to get into the locker room after the game and get a few autographs. 2 rival teams slugging it out on the field! It was great! Than the unthinkable....overtime! That was the start of the problem. It started right than and there!

I began to shift uneasily in those already uncomfortable stadium seats. Every cell began to shout that an emergency.

So much for changing the subject! It's too strong now. With the street empty of traffic, I pushed the accelerator a little more to pick up my speed. Then lights began to flash from behind??!!! I looked down at the dash to see how fast I was flying down the road. 20 miles per hour over!! UGGHHH!

Starting to tremble at the mere prospect of the idea that a disaster may happen right here in front of a police officer. A solid knock on the window with a flashlight signaled the police officer’s authority, “License and proof of insurance, please." He did not have his "happy-face".

I stretched toward the glove box, "what seems to be the problem?" OH NO! Maintain control! I told myself.

"70 miles per hour, is the problem! Have you been drinking?! Where are you going?!! Where are you coming from?!"

"No I haven't.... I'm in a hurry to get home.... coming from a friends house.... can I just have my ticket, so I can go?!"

A smile appeared; "hurry... are we?" he turned like a slug, towards his car. The smile wasn't his "happy-face”.

After 3 days and 3 nights, he finally returned with my ticket and told me to slow down.

Every stop light turned red! Every "Sunday driver" appeared on the road at the same... at 1 am? The anxiety inside my body built to a point of critical magnitude when I finally reached home.

Sprinting up the sidewalk to the front door…. keys?? Where are they?? Uggh! Back in the car...engine still running. Back to the house...key won't work...door knob.... stuck...? Inside... finally ... sprinting up the stairs....3 at a time.... I slapped my warm butt down onto the cold porcelain... the seat was up! Relief followed!!!

"Aahhhhh," I sighed, all of the tension and angst - released... relief followed.


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Phee Paradise 06/16/09
Funny story. I suspected about half way through, but then I wondered the MC didn't use his/her friend's bathroom?
Rachel Burkum06/16/09
(giggle) Nothing like your own friendly toilet!

Couple capitalization typos, but very humorously told as it came together in the end.

Definitely a "full" to "empty" piece of writing!