Countdown Novels & Stories

"She said we were destined to have no children, so she used her lifespan to trade for Brandon... The countdown was the countdown to her death, not Brandon's..." "Destined to have no children? But... but we had Heidi!" Mom covered her mouth in disbelief. I nodded too. Yeah, that's ridiculous. The countdown started as soon as I was born. How could they get it wrong? Dad paused when he heard this. He said doubtfully, "Maybe Mom was delirious from her illness?" Then, his eyes reddened again, "But, Brandon's..." "Impossible, we couldn't have made a mistake! I'm going back to get a clear answer from her

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AVA'S POV COUNTDOWN There's exactly six weeks left of the semester, and someone I suspect Chase, given the whiteboard obsession he's developed has started a paper countdown calendar taped to my fridge, one square crossed off every morning in his careful, blocky handwriting. "You're worse than a kid counting down to summer camp," I tell him, watching him cross off another square before he's even had coffee. "I like tracking things," he says, unbothered. "Keeps me from spiraling about how much is about to change."

I go back to pacing, and shortly before 10:00, Cindy buzzes again to let me know Jeff Thompson is there to see me. “It’s about goddamn time,” I say. “Send him in.”

The second was just words it read. Rest in peace Christine Jocelyn Martin (beloved best friend) And Sean Matthew Sanders (irreplaceable father) She put it on the computer and looked at them. "Oh. Yeah, you can. It's no problem at all. Do you have your backtrack?" I nodded and handed it to her. "Okay, thank you. You will be fourth, so please make sure you are ready to go on time." I smiled and walked back to my lonely spot. There was a note on my guitar case that said:

Only because our son begged to go to the amusement park, my wife, Nyla Frost, a wealthy heiress, ended up in a car accident on the way there, leaving her permanently paralyzed from the waist down. To punish us, she slashed our daily allowance to a mere ten cents. For the past three years, my son and I had no choice but to survive by scavenging through trash every day, even fighting the dogs for scraps. One day, my son was so hungry that he lost all reason. He ate a few crumbs of a cookie that our family doctor had accidentally dropped on the floor. My wife flew into a rage, accusing him of having filthy, thieving hands. As punishment, she made him stand outside in the pouring rain for th

The countdown appeared in the corner of the screen. 14:59... 14:58... 14:57... The hunt was over. The ultimatum had begun.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

It was creepy enough that he was just a demarcation away. "I'll see you in an hour." I gulped and hung up on Tom. This was it. The end of my life, the beginning of my downfall, the end of my existence, the start of my extinction. I shifted uncomfortably in my desk and cleared my throat before standing to my feet and heading to his office.

Lee added and I nodded. "A WEEK?! You could only wait a fucking week?" Devon took a step toward Dean. {This seems like a good time to retire to our room} Lee linked me and I nodded. We edged to the elevator and hit the button. Sean, James and Carla all rushed to join us when it arrived. Lee frantically pushed the close door button and thankfully the doors shut just as Devon got a hold of Deans collar and Dad turned to see us. Lee, Sean and I cracked up as Carla shook her head at us.