The OCBENJI Blog (beta)

Category: Stories

  • Sympathy to a Swordfight

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    After a really long night with no sleep I finally drifted off to sleep around 9 AM.  I rarely remember my dreams but this one is still crisp in my mind.  You just don’t forget getting your ass kicked in a sword fight. It’s story time!   The snow falls slowly and flurries around in…

  • His Side

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        She looks into his eyes and time slows to a crawl His eyes try to avoid her gaze, his hands clench to a ball He knows the words that are coming all too well Their relationship was a class and she was ringing the bell It was his fault and he knew it…

  • Perspective

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      How do you see things?   So I’m sitting on the couch getting upset because of the actions of somebody.  And if you know me then you know that I rarely get upset but when I do get upset, a nuclear explosion is eminent!  I was about to open my mouth and erupt when that other…

  • The Stranger

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    The Stanger Our eyes caught each other while I write things down I looked for an expression, a smile, surprise or frown Even Though I fight it I’m forced to stare again I really didn’t want to, it wasn’t part of my plan Again I end up staring, continuing the search for my prize What…

  • Love or Fear?

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    I was talking with someone that I admire very much and she told me that you act either out of Love or Fear.  Love cannot exist in fear and fear cannot exist in love. Hearing it woke me up a little.  Actually alot!  I started questioning my actions of late.  Was I acting out of…

  • The Scorpion and the Fish (Part 1)

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    Once upon a time, there was a Scorpion and a Fish. They lived on land and in the ocean respectively. Not content with where they were, together they go on an adventure to get where they want to be… One sunny day both were on the beach, the Scorpion on the sand dreaming of a…

  • Temple to the Barrel (Part 3)

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    Rays flicker through the smoke from the lightening as it crackles outside. Again and again light illuminates the smoke-filled room as their eyes continue to lock in an unexpected stalemate. Her with both hands on her gun pointed firmly at his forehead. And him, with one hand on a shard of glass wrapped in a…

  • The Key to the Cage

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      First of all let me say that I love my job. Not because because of the cool stuff I do or because of the pay or even because of the flexibility of my how and when I work. All that stuff is great and for that I like my job. I LOVE my job…

  • The Guardian Angel

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    You don’t pick us and we don’t pick you, we are chosen for each other… Forget what you know of wings and halos, flying and magic.  We are normal people who choose to help in extraordinary ways.  We instinctively know where we are needed and go there without hesitation.  We don’t take credit for our…

  • The Target is Just a Target

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    He notices her noticing him as he refocuses in on his target.  His hand steadies as his finger inches closer to the trigger.   He knows that his job will be over in a few seconds so he engrosses himself in her while he can… There is but one rule in his line of work,…