Sample from, Leap, A Night Portals Short Story

Sample from, Leap, A Night Portals Short Story

Ernie Howard

LEAP

A Night Portals Short Story

“You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.”
—Terence McKenna

It was colder than usual. The top of the ragged tent flapped and waved as Charlotte opened her sleep crusted eyes. Sara Ann’s arm laid across her throat and she gently picked up her little sister’s appendage and laid it back over the little girl’s small torso.
She laid there for a moment trying to lull herself back to sleep, but she was already too much awake. She needed to get up anyway, she thought. Today was her Leap Day. She’d been chosen yesterday for this important calling, and Charlotte wanted to be ready.

Just one more good day with her parents and little sister before she took her leap and went somewhere else. She was excited…

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Grams, A Flash Fiction Story

Flash Fiction, Grams.

Ernie Howard

My father used to mow my grandparent’s lawn. He would plop my Little sister Rachel and I in the living room, with a fudgsicle and an orange crush soda, and go out to mow grass that was always way overdue for a cut. Dad would always leave the front door open, and the screen door closed so we would know where he was at all times.

I can still hear his voice as he was going out the door, “Abby, watch your sister, and no going down in the basement or up in the attic.” These were easy to follow rules because both those places contained monsters. Every kid knew that.

Grandma would pat the couch and tell me to come sit by her. She knew that between my sister and me, my imagination was more developed. I’d get off the chair that Rachel and I would fight over every…

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Sample of, The Light Through the Water

Sample of The Light through the Water

Ernie Howard

The sensation is peculiar. Everything is nothing but consciousness. Existing through my memories that pass by on a continuous timeline. I don’t know where my mind begins, and my body ends, or if I even have a body. Once nothing, and now something. Just floating. But I remember my name is Ryan. I existed out there, whatever out there means.

It’s been months since I have opened my eyes, but I see. Each event of my life ticks by in vivid color and meaning. Falling off my bike when I was five. I can feel the skin that goes missing from my knee. I run home with blood running down my legs as my friends look on in shock. I run into my house into my healthy mother’s arms. I can feel the love I feel now as I float when she puts her arms around me. Unconditional, an all-enveloping…

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