Fable Weaver

DOS Ch-11

I was walking from the Immigration zone towards the waiting area, dragging my red suitcase, my eyes taking in every face looking for two particular ones that I wanted to see more than anything else at the moment.

“Troy!”

I turned my head towards the familiar voice. Standing right there were Steve and Kathy. I picked up my pace as I almost ran towards the couple, balancing the suitcase carefully. As soon as I reached them, Kathy opened her arms for a hug and I literally rammed ...

DOS Ch-10

“Mrs. Vogel!” A little girl raised her chubby hand high, “Where do babies come from?”

Mrs. Vogel looked very uncomfortable as she cleared her throat, “That’s, ahem, a good question Annie. You see, when a man and woman get married and love each other a lot, God will give them a small baby. That’s where babies come from.”

“Then why does Mommy say that there is a baby in her tummy? Did she eat it?” Came the prompt query from the same girl.

“No. God sends t...

DOS Ch-9

Finally, the year was over and summer vacation began. I still find it strange that It’s been a year since I came to America. It was a very unique experience going from a lonely self-dependent boy to where I am today.

“Troy,” A voice interrupted my thoughts.

I turned to look at my best friend Evan.

“What are you doing this summer?” He asked, “I mean, if you have time you could come with us to Hawaii? I know my parents would allow you if you agree. Just imagine ...

DOS Ch-8

Steve didn’t call back for two more hours. It was only Evan’s presence that stopped me from going crazy. When it finally rang, I literally ran all the way over to the phone. Despite my every effort to grab it, Kathy was the first one to reach it and held it close to her ear with a grin on her face as she talked on the line.

"Uh-huh," She nodded seriously over the phone before not speaking for a few minutes....

DOS Ch-7

I feel giddy seeing my performance on the computer scene. I know I'm only a novice when it comes to acting, and I have a lot of scope for improvement, but it was surreal, yet exciting seeing myself out there.

“Hmm,” Dad hummed thoughtfully, “Total length comes out to be 52 minutes.”

I beamed, “Isn’t that good? We won’t have to edit this much as it is already pretty close to 45 minutes.”

He shook his head, “That’s not how it works. Currently, there are som...

DOS Ch-6

“Finally Bobby’s scenes are done,” I plopped down on the couch tiredly, “Gosh, who knew acting would be so tiresome.”

“I swear sometimes you sound like an old man.” Steve quipped with a smile.

“I am an old soul, don’tcha know?” I retorted.

“Tomorrow Amy’s scenes will be done as well, then we can begin the post-production,” Steve said conversationally.

“Won’t we need them for dubbing?” I asked.

“For a few hours at most. It’s a s...

DOS Ch-5

I took a deep breath and released it as I calmed myself, “I’m ready.”

Steve fiddled with the camera for a moment then shouted, “Action!”

I smiled brightly at the camera and said, “Hello big people! Someone told me that you have little to no knowledge of the acts of passion. Y’know the stuff grown-ups like you do with sometimes with your significant others and sometimes behind their backs. What stuff is he talking about? You might be thinking.”

At this I took ...

DOS Ch-4

Moving to L.A. was hectic. To start things off, we had to complete my official adoption and file the papers with the authorities. I decided to keep my original name, Troy Francis Armitage to honor my late father Frank Armitage. 

Then we had to get a passport and visa for me. As Steve was a US citizen, it wasn’t too difficult to get a visa.

At one point, Steve suggested that I give up my British citizenship and become a full-fledged American, but I was hesitant...

DOS CH-3

Steve had shut the book and was looking at me with sad eyes.

“Is everything alright?” I asked cautiously.

Steve sighed and put the book down but didn’t say anything. I didn’t ask again. Even if he knows that I am more mature than others, I am still a kid for him. So I waited patiently. If he was interested in sharing his story, I’ll always lend him an ear, if not…

After a few minutes of silence, he said, “I can’t write anything. All my ideas feel ...

DOS Ch-2

My case worker left after accompanying me inside the house that was situated in Greenwich. It was a modest two story house in a quiet neighborhood. My room was on the second floor with a bed, a desk and a closet.

Nice enough for my current requirements.

“You like it, kid?” A male voice came from the door.

I turned and saw my new guardian Steve leaning against the door. Now that I take in his appearance properly, he was a man on the chubbier side with a ...

DOS Ch-1

I walked slowly in trepidation as our little apartment got closer. It was a 3-bedroom apartment that, thankfully, my father had bought in cash before his death or we’d probably have to move to a smaller home by now.

I had a feeling something bad was gonna happen today. It usually does when I have a superb day at school.

Yes, I was still going to elementary school. I won’t risk my education because of some bad parenting. I know that I don’t need school (at least not elementar...

Dreams of Stardom: Prologue

It all started where it usually does in these types of stories. I died.

I don’t remember much about my past life. Or at least the parts about my family and friends have been blurred into oblivion. I know I had a loving family. Parents, definitely. Sibling(s), maybe. Friends and lovers, not so sure.

I bet you’re not interested in what my life used to be, but what it is now. To disappoint many among you, no, I did not wake up in a womb, about to be squished out and soon to be sm...