Twisted Tale Endings: The Wizard of Oz by Renee Lishka

“You brat! They’re not just shoes. They’re my sisters shoes and expensive. Do you know how many times I asked her to borrow those? She finally gets a house dropped on her and they immediately go to you. Try to imagine how that makes me feel!”

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Part 5: Sky

I woke up with ringing in my ear that drowned out any other sound that tried to reach my ear drums. A light shined bright in my face and it triggered a splitting headache. I braced my forehead against my fingertips as I felt the soft fabric of a gauze wrapped around my head. I…

Part 4: Purpose

Although it seemed inevitable that we were ever going to escape this hell on earth, I had to stay focused on my work. After witnessing Annie’s death I completely shut down. I worked hard everyday and I refused to try and help anyone, even though some of them begged me to. After a few days…

Part 3: Mother’s Tears

  A historical fiction piece.  There were seventeen of us cramped into a small, tight living space in the camp. I shared barracks with women who held babies in their arms, and had children clutching to their hips. I could see the fear in their eyes, and the mournful sorrow of those who wished for it…

Part 2: From Circus to Camp

I don’t remember much after the air raid by the Japanese. Before the Japanese commander pulled me away from the wreckage of the hospital, another Japanese soldier hit me with the back of his revolver.I woke up to a violent jolt as I rolled onto a hard surface. I pried my painful eyes open to…

Twisted Fairy Tale Endings: Snow White

Originally posted on The Lounge:
Snow White and the Queen By Renee Lishka There’s a knock at the door. Snow White peeks from behind the curtain and sees an ugly old woman at the door. The woman has in her hand a basket of apples. She stops all her chores and heads for the dwarves bereau…

Countless

They came pouring in to the medic tent one by one. Some badly wounded while others appear to be in a state of shock. The room spun like a never-ending merry go round, and all I could do was stand there and watch as men lay crying and screaming, covered in blood and fear. A…