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Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

Six Super Stories Best Short Stories Ever

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by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

This book is dedicated to my Grandparents, Parents, Siblings who have always been promoting me towards betterment & progress and friends who cherish my life with their presence.

This book is copyrighted to K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy. Please contact the author at niranjan_kumar@gmx.com for any kind of communication. The cover image K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy.

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by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

One Eyed Mother

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school. I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hatefulby K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

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look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me. I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time. Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly. That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my oneeyed mom and our desperate poverty. Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom. This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?!by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

Who's this?!" ...It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye. And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life. Then a wave of relief came upon me...one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me. She wrote: My son... I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'mby K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you. You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine...I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me. I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me. My world shattered!!! Then I cried for the person who lived for me... My Mother *******

by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

Accept PeopleA story is told about a s0ldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietn@m. He called his parents from San Francisco. "Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me. "Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him." "There's something you should know," the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us." "I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live." "No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us." "Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own." At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco p0lice. Their son had died after falling

by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

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from a building, they were told. The p0lice believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg. The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are. Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us!!! There's a miracle called Friendship That dwells in the heart You don't know how it happens Or when it gets started But you know the special lift It always brings. And you realize that Friendship Is God's most precious gift! Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us. Show your friends how much you care....

by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

Express your Feelings

A Sad Love Story telling us not to be afraid of expressing our Feelings. I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin. I always thought of him as a frienduntil last year, when we went to a trip from a club. I found that I fell in love with him. Before thattrip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him. And soon, we became a pair oflovers, but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him only, but byhis side, there were so many other girls. To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl Jin, do you want to go watch a movie? I asked. I cant Why? You need to study at home? I felt disappointment grabbing me. No I am going to meet a friend He was always like that. He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing. To him, I was just a girlfriend. The word love only came out from my mouth. Since I knew him, I had never heard him say I love you before. To us, there werent any anniversaries at all. He didnt say anything from the first day and it continued till 100 days200days Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I dont know why Then one day

by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

Me: Um, Jin, I Jin: Whatdont drag, just say.. Me: I love you. Jin: you.um, just take this doll and go home. That was how he ignored my three words and handed me the doll. Then he disappeared, like he was running away. The dolls I received from him everyday, filled my room, one by one. There were manyThen one day came, my 15th year old birthday. When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him, and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call. But lunch passed, dinner passed and soon the sky was dark he still didnt call. It was already tiring to look at the phone anymore. Then around 2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep. He told me to come out of the house. Still, I felt joy and I ran out happily.

Me: Jinby K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

Jin: Heretake this Again, he handed me a little doll. Me: Whats this? Jin: I didnt give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now. Im going home now, bye. Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is? Jin: Today? Huh? I felt so sad, I thought he would remember my birthday. He turned around and walked away like nothing had happen. Then I shouted Wait Jin: You have something to say? Me: Tell me, tell me you love me Jin: What?! Me: Tell me I put my pathetic self behind and clung on to him. But he just said simple cold words and left. I dont want to saythat I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else. That was what he said. Then he ran off. My legs felt numb and I collapsed to the ground. He didnt

by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

want to say it easily How could he. I felt that Maybe he is not the right guy for me After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying. He didnt call me, although I was waiting. He just continued handing me a little doll every morning outside my house. Thats how those dolls piled up in my room everyday. After a month, I got myself together and went to school. But what made the pain resurface was that I saw him on a street with another girl He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed meas he touched the doll I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell Why did he gave these to me Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girlsIn a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around. Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him. He told me to come out to the bus stop outside my house. I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop. I kept reminding myself that I am going to forget him, that its going to end. Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll. Jin: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came? I couldnt help hating him, acting like nothing had happen and joking around. Soon, he held out the doll as usual Me: I dont need it. Jin: What.whyI grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.Me: I dont need this doll, I dont need it anymore!! I dont want to see a person like you again!I spitted out all the words that wereby K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

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inside me. But unlike other days, his eyes very shaking. Im sorry He apologized in a tiny voice. He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll Me: You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!! But he ignored me and just went to pick the doll. Then Honk~ Honk~ With a loud honk, a big truck was heading towards him. Jin! Move! Move away! I shouted But he didnt hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll. Jin, move! HONK~!! Boom! That sound, so terrifying. Thats how he went away from me. Thats how he went away without even opening his eyes to say one word to me. After that day, I had to go through everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him And after spending two months like a crazy person I took out the dolls. Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out. I remembered the days I spent with him and started to count the days when we were in loveby K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

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Onetwo three That was how I started to count the dolls Four hundred and eighty four four hundred and eighty five It all ended with 485 dolls. I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms. I hugged it tightly, then suddenly I love you~, I love you~ I dropped the dolls, shocked. I.lo..veyou?? I picked up the dolls and pressed its stomach.

by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

I love you~ I love you~ It cant be! I pressed all the dolls stomach as it piled on the side. I love you~ I love you~ I love you~ Those words came out non-stop. Ilove you Why didnt I realize that.That his heart was always by my side, protecting me. Why didnt I realize that he love me this much I took out the doll under the bed and pressed its stomach, that was the last doll,by K. Niranjan Kumar Reddy (niranjan_kumar@gmx.com)

Six Super Stories: Best Short Stories Ever

the one that fell on the road. It had his blood stain on it. The voice came out, the on that I was missing so much JoDo you know what today is? Weve been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldnt say I love you. Um since I was too shy If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that I love you everyday till I die Jo I love you The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked god, why do I only know about all this now? He cant be by my side, but he loved me unti...