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Chapter 16

A Hero’s New Job

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The next day, I got up feeling real excited. This would be my first day back with the Cheerleading squad. I was real excited about it and happy at the same time. I loved working with Megan and the other girls and I had missed it so much. It would also be my first day back for my gymnastics classes, which I’d also missed.

I got dressed and went to check on Uncle Dar. He was already up and dressed. Ellen and Nancy were up too and ready to go.

I told them, ‘Don’t eat a heavy breakfast today. Your both going to be real busy at the gym to start. We can get a good lunch after that if we smile real nice for Uncle Dar.’

Nancy said, ‘That might work. I bet if we said please too, he might take us for a ride after Cheer practice.’

‘He might,’ Ellen said. ‘I bet if we offer to do a wash and wax on the Beast, he’d do it.’

Uncle Dar said, ‘Well I suppose if you asked nice.’

After we ate, we went out and loaded into the van. Uncle Dar used the lift for his chair and seemed real happy that he didn’t need help getting in. After the time I spent not being able or allowed to do much, I could understand that. I hated not being able to even mow the yard now and then.

Uncle Dar started up the van and headed to Shelly’s house since she was closest. We picked her up and headed to Sandra’s.

I told Shelly, ‘I hope you ate light this morning. Your going to be working real hard at the gym today.’

‘I remember what you told me, so I had half a Grapefruit and some juice,’ she said.

I said, ‘Good. Jimmy’s going to work us all hard today so be ready. This will be a lot harder than Cheer practice.’

Uncle Dar asked her, ‘Did you bring your paper work?’

‘Yes,’ she said. ‘I’ve got it all here.’ She took the papers out of her purse and held it all up where Uncle Dar could see.

We pulled up to Sandra’s house and found her waiting at the curb. She climbed in and sat down buckling herself in.

‘Got your paper work?’ asked Uncle Dar.

‘Right here,’ she said. She handed Uncle Dar a folder with all the papers in it.

Uncle Dar took Sandra’s and put it with the stuff for Ellen and Nancy.

‘OK, I guess we’re ready then,’ he said.

He pulled out and drove to the gym.

When we got there, the parking lot was empty except for Jimmy’s car.

We all got out and went in side and to Jimmy’s office. He was sitting at his desk drinking coffee when we walked in.

‘Good morning,’ He said. ‘Got everything done?’

Uncle Dar said, ‘Good morning. Yes, Here’s all the stuff for the girls and here’s the one for the direct deposit.’ He handed the folder and another sheet to Jimmy and then gave him a check. ‘This is for the first month,’ He said.

‘Good,’ said Jimmy. ‘We start at Nine. Since it’s 8:45, Sally can take the others in and get them started on warm ups. Want a cup of coffee?’

Uncle Dar said, ‘I never refuse a cup of coffee if it’s any good.’

Jimmy smiled and said, ‘I get the good stuff. Try some, the pots over there.’ He pointed to a coffee machine on a small table with a few cups on it.

Uncle Dar went and got a cup and filled it. After a sip he said, ‘Boy thats good. You ought to teach these kids how to make it.’

‘I did with Sally there,’ Jimmy said. ‘She made a good pot, but it wasn’t worth the grumbling about how nasty it is. Her mother at least didn’t complain about not liking it.’

Uncle Dar laughed and said, ‘Well she does all right at home and I haven’t heard a single complaint. I guess she likes me better.’

Jimmy glared at me and said, ‘To think. I even let you practice with your mother when you were little and all I got for thanks was you complaining about making me a pot of coffee now and then.’

I gave him my best little girls look and said, ‘I’m sowy Unca Jimmy. Pwease fergive me. I’ll do better next time, I pwomise.’ I batted my eyes at him.

He and Uncle Dar laughed and he said, ‘OK, I’ll let you by. But no more grumbling about it.’

I said, ‘Fine. I’ll just stomp and shuffle my feet while I make a pot of the vile stuff. I still don’t understand how you two can stand it.’

‘Thats easy to explain,’ said Uncle Dar. ‘We’re sitting.’

‘Jimmy,’ I asked, ‘can we change our times a bit? We have Cheer practice on the same days as your classes. I know that you don’t have many on Tuesdays and Thursdays and Saturday is an open house for workouts. Can we come in on those days at 9 instead?’

Jimmy said, ‘No problem. It’ll give me something to do on those days. Today, I just want to test your friends to see what they need to do to start, and to see how much work you need to get back into shape.’

‘Good,’ I said. ‘That’ll be a lot easier than doing both this and practice on the same days. When we go back to school next month, I’ll let you know what our schedules will be for practice and games as soon as I can.’

Jimmy said, ‘I can take care of that.’ He picked up the phone and punched in a number.

‘Hi Megan,’ he said after a few seconds. ‘It’s Jimmy. Yes, they’re here now. No, I won’t wear em out on you. I need your fall schedule so I can set up classes around it for them. No, I’m just going to test them out today to find out how well our super ball really is and how much work the other four need before the real lessons start.’

‘Fine, I’ll see you then,’ He finished. He hung up the phone and said, ‘That takes care of that. Megan will give me a fall schedule when she gets it. Just remember to save me a seat up front at the games.’

‘You know coach Coulter?’ asked Shelly.

‘For years,’ He said. ‘I knew her when she used to come in with Sally’s mother before she was born. She never got into it, but she’d watch during the lessons. I wish she’d have signed up though. She had a great sense of balance and was very loose jointed.’

I said, ‘She told me that she knew my mother for a long time. I didn’t know how long though. How long have you had this gym?’

‘My parents started it about forty years ago,’ said Jimmy. ‘As a joke when I was born, they named me Jim. Now that they’re retired, I run it. Back when your mother was a student, I was studying to. We worked together a lot and Megan would always come in with her.’

‘When I asked why,’ He continued, ‘she said that she was babysitting Megan. Her parents had divorced and she stayed with her dad. Your mother started babysitting her when she was 6. She spent most of her time after school with your mother until her dad got off work. Even at 14, she’d hang out with your mother.’

‘I didn’t know about that,’ I said. I only recently found out that she knew mom at all.’

Jimmy said, ‘They were always together for a lot of years. When your mother got married, she was the brides maid. Your mother only had one. I remember how proud Megan was when she asked her. They were almost inseparable back then.’

‘I sure miss her,’ I said. ‘I didn’t know many of her friends and I really didn’t know much about her either.’ I felt a few tears as I said that. I really do miss her.

Jimmy said, ‘We all do. She was my friend for a long time too.’

‘OK,’ he said. ‘Take your friends out for warm ups. We have a bit to do today before I chase you out of here.’

‘Fine,’ I said. I took the other four into the gym and we started stretching exercises while he and Uncle Dar stayed behind talking and drinking that nasty coffee.

After about twenty minutes, he came out and watched us for awhile. We were doing a leg stretch that Uncle Dar had taught me right then.

He stopped us and said, ‘OK. I want Shelly first.’

He took Shelly to another room to test her while the rest of us kept stretching.

Uncle Dar came out in his chair and said, ‘That isn’t the way I taught you.’ He got up and slowly st
arted doing the stretch with his right leg straight in front and said, ‘like this.’

He did the stretch once and said, ‘Now you. Do it once on each leg and keep the other straight. Go down slowly as far as you can.’

We did it the way he’d shown us and he said, ‘Much better. Keep doing it that way.’

While we were doing the stretches like he’d shown us, Shelly came back. She looked a bit tired but was smiling.

Jimmy followed and said, ‘Your done for now so go shower up. Sandra next.’

He took Sandra back and told us, ‘Thats enough for now. Don’t get worn out.’

We rested while he was testing Sandra. Uncle Dar said, ‘I’ll work with you more tomorrow after gym. You need to work more on what I taught you so you don’t hurt yourselves. Doing some of those exercises wrong isn’t the best idea.’

I said, ‘I’m sorry, Uncle Dar. It’s my fault.’

He said, ‘No. It’s my fault. I should have paid more attention when I was teaching you to start with. I’ll correct that later so don’t worry. The way you were doing that stretch wasn’t bad, but you weren’t getting as much out of it as you could have.’

I said, ‘I could feel the difference in my legs. I’ll do better next time, I promise.’

Uncle Dar said, ‘Don’t worry about it. I know you’ll do well cause you always have. I need to pay more attention to you when you do those stretches instead of concentrating on myself. We’ll start tomorrow afternoon.’

I said, ‘Fine. You,ll need to get Shelly and Sandra, though. We need to work out together.’

‘I still need permission from their parents before I start teaching them any thing.’ He said. ‘I don’t instruct unless thats covered first.’

‘Thats OK,’ I said. ‘We’ll ask them when we take them home tonight after Cheerleader practice. If they say yes, I’ll invite them over for dinner tomorrow.’

‘Good,’ said Uncle Dar. ‘If they get permission, I’ll start all of you at the beginning and work you up. I’ll even teach you a bit about Judo. We’ll start with basic falls and such. Learning how to land will be a help with here and Cheerleading too.’

I said, ‘Great.’

Sandra had finished while we were talking and Jimmy had taken Ellen for her test. We kept chatting while we waited.

Five minutes or so later Jimmy and Ellen came back out and Jimmy took Nancy back with him. They were gone for about five minutes also. When they came back, Jimmy waved me over.

‘I know what you’ve learned so far,’ he said. ‘I need to know how much work you need to do to get back up to where you left off after your last lesson. Just basic stretches for now. Don’t worry about anything else just show me how stiff you are.’

I did all the stretches and exorcises he’d taught me since I started here. I felt a little stiff, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

When I finished, Jimmy said, ‘Well it’s good to know that you won’t take too long to get back into shape. I think in two weeks or so you should be back up to speed and it won’t take long for your friends to catch up either. Either they’re naturals, or all that cheerleader stuff helped. Thats good because now you’ll have some competition.’

I asked, ‘Do you think they’ll be as good as me?’

‘At least,’ answered Jimmy. ‘Ellen has the potential to be even better if you don’t work hard. Even then, she might be much better than you.’

‘I hope she is,’ I said. ‘That might be a help for her since she just lost her parents.’

Jimmy looked at me for a second then pulled me into a hug. He’d never done that before, so I was real surprised.

He said, ‘Now that’s something your mother would have said. You get more like her every day. Be proud Sally. I know she is.’

He let me go and we went back out to the others. He whispered to me, ‘Don’t tell Ellen what I said. Let her go at her own speed and find out if she likes this.’

‘I won’t,’ I whispered. ‘If she decides she likes gymnastics, I’ll help her as much as I can. Maybe she’ll be as good as you say too, and I want that for her.’

Jimmy smiled at me and whispered back, ‘You have a big heart for someone so young. Keep it always.’

I whispered, ‘I’ve had good teachers. Like you and Janny and Mom.’

We got back to the others and Jimmy said, ‘Well I think I have some good material to work with. Take care of them Eldarin. I would hate to loose my best student and her friends.’

Uncle Dar said, ‘I will. By the way, call me Dar. Thats what my friends call me.’

‘Since todays Wednesday,’ Jimmy said, ‘I want them back on Saturday. That way they won’t be too tired after their work out tonight. I also want them to continue those stretching exercises and maybe start working on weights a bit. Nothing to heavy, just build up a bit of upper body strength.’

Uncle Dar said, ‘I planned on starting them on some basics for Judo if Sandra and Shelly get permission from their parents. They already said fine to the exercises I’ve taught them and I’ll start working with them tomorrow afternoon.’

‘That would be good,’ said Jimmy. ‘I’ll see you five on Saturday then.’

We said goodbye to Jimmy and left.

When we got outside, Uncle Dar stopped and said, ‘I want a promise from all of you. Promise me that you’ll stick this out for one month even if you don’t like it. At the end of the month, if you don’t you can quit. Is that a deal?’

The others all agreed and I said, ‘I’m in for as long as I can stay. I love this as much as being a Cheerleader.’

‘I wasn’t worried about you Sally. I just want the others to give it a fair chance before deciding if they want to do it or not. I know how hard you have to work to even become a fair gymnast. It isn’t easy and you have to keep up the work. It’s even harder if you want to be good.’

I agreed with that. I started with Mom when I was 6, and when she brought me in to sign up with Jimmy, he’d said the same thing. Being a gymnast was hard work and if you slacked off for even a short time you felt it when you started again, just like for me today. I hadn’t worked out properly since Uncle Dar had arrived and I’d felt it today.

Eldarin continues.

After the girls finished at the gym, I took them out for lunch. I loved my new van, because I didn’t need help getting in and out anymore. I just used the lift and since I could fit my chair next to the drivers seat, all I had to do was switch.

After eating, I went first to Sandra’s home and then to Shelly’s. I got permission to instruct them in the basics of Judo and Karate. I hadn’t trained in years, but I could get them started well and I knew a few things that they wouldn’t learn in a regular class. Comes from working with Special Ops people for all the years that I’d done so.

With the permission slips signed, I took the girls to the school for their practice. We’d arrived a bit early, so we went into the gym to see if Megan was there. It was unlocked and she was in her office.

She saw us come in and waved as we headed toward her office. When we got there she said, ‘I need you to sign permission slips for Ellen and Nancy to be on the squad. I hate having to do this, but since you are now their legal guardian we need new slips.

I signed them and put in the number for the phone in my room that George had gotten installed for me and listed his and Janice’s numbers as emergency contacts.

I decided to contact George’s lawyer friend to get a power of attorney done so that they’d be listed as guardians if something happened to me.

I gave the slips back to Megan and said, ‘I’m going to set it up so if anything happens to me George and Janice are able to take care of the girls in an emergency. I don’t want CPS to play games with them again.

Megan said, ‘Good idea. You can list me as an emergency contact too if you wish.’

‘Thanks, Megan,’ I said. ‘I’ll do that.’

I then asked, ‘Do you mind if I use a mat to teach the girls a few things?
I’m going to start teaching them a few basics for Judo and Karate and I’d like to use a mat for a bit to teach them how to fall.’

Megan said, ‘Go right ahead. Just put them back when your done. I’ve got some work to do before practice anyway so have at it.’

‘Thanks,’ I said. ‘I’ll make sure it gets put back.’

We went over to where a few rolled up exercise mats were and I had the girls grab one and drag it out onto the floor where we would have a bit of clearance from the walls and such. They unrolled it and I had them take off their shoes and socks.

Getting up out of my chair, I walked slowly to the center of the mat. Kneeling there, I meditated for a few minutes and then had them line up in front of me.

Pointing at Nancy I said, ‘You first. Come and stand in front of me.’ She walked up and stood where I wanted her . I said, ‘To start, I want you to do those leg stretches I taught you at home.’

She did five on each side and I had her stop.

‘Thats good,’ I said. ‘Now I’m going to use you to demonstrate how to fall. Turn to your right.’ She did as I asked.

I slowly took her through a basic back fall and taught her how to roll out of it. After three times, I had Ellen come up.

We went through the same thing with the stretches and then the back roll. I took all five of them through that twice each.

After we finished, I told them to practice it. They went through it with out me holding them three times each. They did well and I told them so.

I started them on some basic movements and a few other things and had them practice on each other slowly. I’d been taught to go through each move I taught them and told them, ‘Practice this every day. You don’t have to spend a lot of time on it, just do it until it feels natural.’

Getting up from my knees was a bit hard but I managed and I walked back over to my chair. Sitting down felt good. I had the girls roll up the mat and put it back before taking them out to the field.

Once outside, I told them that what I’d taught them was very basic but could still hurt someone who hadn’t had any training like that. I made them promise me that they would only use it for self defense and until I told them otherwise, they were not to try to teach someone else. I’d seen a lot of kids get hurt trying to learn without proper instruction.

They were good listeners and from what I’d observed, they would all do well. My first Sensei had told me that a good student would be visible right from the start. These girls all made me think that they could be even better than I had been 30 years ago.

Other members of the squad started showing up while I’d been talking to them. They had all come up to Sally to tell her that they were glad to see her back. Within a few minutes, that beautiful smile was there and seeing it, I thought my heart would melt. It had been so hard on her while she was waiting to get cleared by the doctor.

Megan came out shortly after the last girl arrived and took them to the end of the field where they normally worked out.

She started them on basic exercises and I watched. She was good at her job and I could tell she loved working with the kids.

I was watching the football game some kids were playing for awhile. I liked watching kids like that. While I was watching, one of the girls came up to me and said, ‘Coach Coulter wants you.’

I said ‘OK,’ and started wheeling myself toward the girls. The one who’d come over to get me started pushing me.

We got to the others and Megan said, ‘How would you like to be involved?’

I said, ‘I don’t know. Tell me what you want first.’

Megan said, ‘I need someone who knows how to march. I want to teach this group so when we go out onto the field at a game it isn’t a bunch of kids just running and jumping. I want them to go out as a group and to look good. I’d also like to teach them a few tricks that aren’t normally done by Cheerleader squads like this. How bout it?’

I said, ‘I can teach them to march and I know a few simple things that aren’t hard to learn and can look pretty good. They have to learn to line up first, and then we can have them march standing in place so they learn to do it together as a group. Then they learn some commands and we go from there. It doesn’t take long.’

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This story may not be altered or reposted without the express permission of the Author. This story was actually the first story that I put to paper so to speak, but my previous story, "For The Love Of A Daughter" was the first story concept I came up with. This story, "Recovery Can Be Fun?", is actually partly true, although I have embellished some toward the end. Thank you everyone, for the kind comments, constructive criticism, and encouragement you provided on "For The Love Of A...

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Her Hero

I couldn’t sleep. I had been trying for what seemed like hours. So, I went for a walk to the park, hoping that would allow me to checkmate the sandman. That’s when I came upon the situation. A guy and a girl in what seemingly looked like an argument. Finding myself not ready to return home yet, I decided to eavesdrop on the squabble. From what I gathered he was her boyfriend and wanted a piece of her ‘teasing’ ass, as he so quaintly put it. I thought to myself, ‘I don’t blame him.’ The girl...

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Hero

All characters in this story are over twenty one except the baby. Morton Franks was out for his Sunday walk. He liked the peace and quiet of the neighborhood on Sunday. His route took him around the park and then down Oak Street. He was a mile from his house when he saw the smoke. The smoke was coming from a small house set back off the road. As he approached a woman came screaming out of the front door followed by a blast of smoke and flame. ‘My baby! My baby!’ she screamed, ‘I can’t find my...

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Eddie the Hero

Blond and balding, divorced and ready to give up on women, Eddie Cox closed his toolbox and walked out of the computer room of the small branch of Albion United Bank, swallowing the last of a tomato sandwich. He stopped abruptly, a shotgun pointed at his belly. ‘Who are you?’ asked the gunman, blue eyes looking coldly through eye slits in his hood. ‘The computer guy,’ Eddie croaked. ‘I don’t know the combination to the bank’s safe.’ ‘Of course you don’t,’ snarled the gunman. ‘It’s on a time...

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Mothers Hero

Madhav had been away at college for nine months, as it was his final year of engineering education at IIT Delhi. During this time, his mother used to call him almost daily on his Reliance mobile phone. Madhav has become very close to his mother Sarita after the death of his father. Her phone calls were full of love and longing to meet him and glowing expectations about his final results.Now as he was returning home with good marks and a placement with a leading technology firm in their R&D...

3 years ago
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The Heart Of A Hero

With all of the superhero stories going around, I thought that I'd try my hand at one, with a bit of a different twist. Enjoy......... Raven The Heart of a Hero The wound . . . was . . . quite fatal. Lois Lane lay in a pool of her own arterial blood. "I'll . . . go for help," whispered Jimmy Olson, trying to ease her pain. He knew that in his heart of hearts it wouldn't do any good. Still, he had to do something. "It'll be okay." Jimmy started to rise to go. Lois'...

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Carnival of Mirrors Hero

This is my third Carnival of Mirrors tale. The others, also available on fictionmania, are: Carnival of Mirrors: Four Fates. Carnival of Mirrors: Generations. Like those, this one is a standalone tale. You don't have to have read them to follow this tale, but if you enjoy this one you'll probably enjoy them, too. If you like stories with a World War II setting you might also like my story: Mantra: Day of the Storm God Most of that one is set in Berlin during the final...

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Return Of An Earth Hero

Kathrine gasped as she sat up in the bed. It's too soon, he couldn't have rescued her and returned already she thought to herself. She spoke to the room, "Lights please." She quickly rose, dressed, and moved toward the door. I'll meet him at the portal, since this was his second rescue he still may not be sure of what to do. I'll have both of them checked in the healing chamber and then take Ava Foreman to the bedroom. Then I'll have Jimmy wait in the den. It just seems to be too soon....

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Minara the Grojan WarChapter 6 A Hero

The next morning Arron woke early, bathed and dressed in his light leather armor. He walked down to the common room for breakfast and was saluted by the desk sergeant. "Good morning, sir." "Good morning, Jerros." There was a noise outside so Arron walked to the main entrance and opened the doors. He was greeted by a loud cheer. A crowd was quickly gathering; people pushed forward, patted him on the back and shook his hands. He was about to step back through the door when Jerina rushed...

1 year ago
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To be a hero

This story will center itself around the main character: the hero. Well…at least that is what he will be at the start. You have to understand dear reader that most villains in real life aren’t inherently evil. They themselves do believe that what they are doing is the right thing. To clarify, this story does start out as a heroic tale. It is in fact a little generic. For example, it is set in the glorious country of the United States. The hero does at the start believe in the workings of a...

Mind Control
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Hero

I was orphaned at an early age and lived on the street. I got my education through the public comp systems. At sixteen I got a job just off the port warehouse district as a night watcher. It was not much but I made enough to rent a one room apartment once called a studio. The area was very old and close to the port so the buildings were between six to ten stories tall. Since the area was old it was also neglected by a lot of the city maintenance workers. Few constables patrolled the area and...

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A Fresh StartChapter 68 Hero

Back inside, I took another pill and drank about half a beer while getting undressed and climbing into bed. Marilyn had already fallen asleep by the time I got into the sheets. I tried to close the drapes and shut out the daylight, but the entire place had been designed to be light and airy. Even the curtains seemed bright. It didn’t matter. I was out like a light in about thirty seconds and didn’t wake until dinner time. I woke to find myself alone in the bed, but I heard the shower...

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No hero

It wasn’t that Jack had ever wanted to be a soldier. It was not something he chose from a range of professions. It was simply that Jack was born into an area where poverty and hardship were the norm, where the only choice for the boys who left school was either to slave in the local coal mines, or to join one of the armed services. So when Jack left school at the tender age of fourteen, as children were allowed to do in those far off days, he worked in the dirt and blackness for two long years,...

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My sons hero

This is due to the fact that the entire neighborhood is terrified by my husband. He is a city cop, and an intimidating one at that. We fell in love in college, when he was the star linebacker of our small, local college. At 6’4’’ 225 pounds, he still looks like he could hold his own against professional football players. He could have gone pro if he really had the desire to, but all his life he wanted to be a cop, just like my father-in-law. And the same aggression he used to use to bring...

3 years ago
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My sons hero

Introduction: A wife does something she never imagined she would, and it only gets worse from there. I was just taking the brownies out of the oven that I had made for my son, Kyle, when I heard a knock at the door. This caught me by surprise, since we get so few visitors to the house. This is due to the fact that the entire neighborhood is terrified by my husband. He is a city cop, and an intimidating one at that. We fell in love in college, when he was the star linebacker of our small, local...

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Gary My Hero

Gary My HeroA work of fictionIt was getting late, it had started to rain. Rose Tyler normally walked the long way round to her home, but tonight of all nights, she chose to take the shortcut across the common. A sixty one year old widow, she rarely stayed out late, but tonight she had been visiting a sick friend and had lost track of the time. So it was well after ten thirty when she started the short walk through the dark area known locally as the Common.The two men, stood behind one of the...

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Helping A Hero

He was exhausted, sweaty, gritty, and dirty. It had been a long tough fight and even though he had done his very best, he felt guilty and helpless.The call came in as a simple house fire. The kind he had been to a thousand times before. And like every other time, he had jumped out of bed, scrambled to get dressed, and get on the truck as fast as possible. But he wasn't as young as he used to be and he could feel the toll the years had taken on him. He was still in decent shape, he thought. He...

Uniform
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SRU The Football Hero

SRU -- The Football Hero By Ellie Dauber (c) 2001 "Mall Security, Sam Crawford speaking." "Sam, this is Al Dehner at Rite Aide. I've got a crazy man screaming in my story." Al's voice was quivering, a sure sign the man was nervous. In the background, Sam could ear what sounded like someone shouting, though he couldn't make out any words. "On my way," Sam said. The Rite Aide was only about six stores away from the corner where the Security Office was located. Sam...

3 years ago
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Working Class Hero

"A working class hero is something to be... ... If you want to be a hero, well just follow me." John Lennon Johnny McMullen stared at the piece of paper in his hands, and felt a cold sweat break out all over his body, despite the unseasonably warm late-winter day. It had come out of a sealed envelope with his name on it that had been placed under the windshield wiper of his pickup truck, which had been parked in the lot at the foundry where he worked as a master machinist. As he read...

3 years ago
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Hero

Kevin had never had much luck with girls. To begin with, he was terribly shy. He seemed to freeze up when talking to attractive girls. He was okay in his dealings with his mom and his female teachers, but that was different. There was no physical attraction. His paralyzing shyness only seemed to affect him when he tried to speak with members of the opposite sex to which he was attracted. Being a young man of 18, he was attracted to a lot of girls. Since he didn't know what steps to take to be...

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Bikini Beach Heroes

Bikini Beach - Heroes ElrodW A veteran, who's considered a hero, is tired and feels broken, because his injuries left him crippled and less than a man. When Anya offers him a pass to Bikini Beach, the hero has to decide if he's better as a broken hero, or a whole woman. ********** This story is copyright by the author. It is protected by licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial- ...

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

16th January, 2007 I’d just completed a tour in Iraq serving in the Marine Corp. I arrived at the airport and made my way home. The cooler weather blasted me, used to the warm heat of the Middle East. Grabbing a cab, I instructed him to my home. Having little personal belongings I hauled them into the trunk and sat quietly as the driver babbled incessantly. Getting home, I found an envelope on the kitchen desk with a small box beneath it. Opening up the envelope I noticed the handwriting...

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

16th January, 2007 I’d just completed a tour in Iraq serving in the Marine Corp. I arrived at the airport and made my way home. The cooler weather blasted me, used to the warm heat of the Middle East. Grabbing a cab, I instructed him to my home. Having little personal belongings I hauled them into the trunk and sat quietly as the driver babbled incessantly. Getting home, I found an envelope on the kitchen desk with a small box beneath it. Opening up the envelope I noticed the handwriting...

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Hayden Panettieres Hero

16th January, 2007I’d just completed a tour in Iraq serving in the Marine Corp. I arrived at the airport and made my way home. The cooler weather blasted me, used to the warm heat of the Middle East. Grabbing a cab, I instructed him to my home. Having little personal belongings I hauled them into the trunk and sat quietly as the driver babbled incessantly. Getting home, I found an envelope on the kitchen desk with a small box beneath it. Opening up the envelope I noticed the handwriting...

2 years ago
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Ordinary Heroes

For those who suffered through the bad editing of the first submission I apologize. I owe a great deal of thanks to xtchr for agreeing to edit the story. All the characters and scenario’s are fictitious. The dangers and emotional harm are very real for those in the professions of the story. Seeing the harm done to critical care providers, and one in particular, prompted me to write the story so I am pleased that with xtchr’s help the tale reads as it should. Copyright 2014 * Ian Cameron...

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Recovery of a Hero Ch 07

Chapter 7 Hero to the Rescue This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. When we had left the room, Janny grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. She said, ‘I’m proud of you. I don’t believe in violence because I’ve seen what it can do to people. But you were willing to stand up for people you cared for. George is the same way, and I love him for it. I love you too, and I’m proud that you are my little sister.’ I hugged her...

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Recovery of a Hero Ch 09

Chapter 9: The Hero’s Gift This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. Special thanks to Mistress Lynn for her assistance and advice. * The next couple of weeks were a bit of a blur for me, but I remember that Sally’s friends came over just about every day. They took turns helping me around the house, and they would frequently take me places. All their parents helped with rides and such. I had a lot of fun during that time...

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Recovery of a HeroChapter 7 Hero to the Rescue

When we had left the room, Janny grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. She said, "I'm proud of you. I don't believe in violence because I've seen what it can do to people. But you were willing to stand up for people you cared for. George is the same way, and I love him for it. I love you too, and I'm proud that you are my little sister." I hugged her back. I didn't say anything because I couldn't think of the words to say, except "Uncle Dar and George are special. What that woman...

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Music of Change 3 We Could Be Heroes

Music of Change: We Could Be Heroes By Valerie Hope I, I will be king And you, you will be queen Though nothing, nothing will drive them away We can beat them - just for one day We can be us - just for one day I, I can remember Standing by the wall And the guns, shot above our heads And we kissed, as though nothing could fall And the shame was on the other side Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever Then we can be heroes, just for one day We can be heroes We can...

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Generic Brand Hero

Generic Brand Hero By Sarah Barndt Chapter 1 I was, admittedly, a loser. I was a 24-year-old college dropout who worked at a video store and lived in my parent's basement. Add to that I was 5'5, scrawny and kind of weaselly looking. Well, as you could imagine, I was beating the babes off with a stick. Actually you could describe my love life by removing the words "the babes" and "with a stick" from the last sentence. The only thing that kept my Dad from thinking I was a...

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Earths CoreChapter 4 Shelter Of Heroes

After wishing good luck to the participants, Archbishop Silternja sat in his middle seat, at the left end seat sat Cardinal Northstar, His Young Eminence sat in the other middle seat and Sister Iaura at the right end seat. Priest announcer Armin exited the arena, leaving only the one thousand and three participants inside. “Thank you, Archbishop Silternja”, he said with no hint of intention to address the two youngsters sitting together with the holy Archbishop and Cardinal, as if he was...

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The Hero

Midfield Wisconsin, a medium-sized city by Midwestern standards, lies perched high above the shores of Lake Michigan. A long Coast Guard pier juts one mile out into the lake, slants sharply to the south then out for another quarter mile. This structure helps form a channel creating one of the best harbors on the lake, from which a fleet of commercial fishing boats goes forth each morning, accompanied by hundreds of swirling, squawking gulls. Huge merchant ships come and go, supplying coal and...

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Someones Hero

In an age of time when the destruction of modern civilization slowly descends upon us we must look to a future when someone, anyone will rise up and take the reigns so long ago dropped and lift us back to our rightful path. This at least was the thoughts and the most constant staple of Professor Damien’s lectures. He knew that the inner cities were going to hell and also that his student ratio had jumped by 60% over the last few years. At the ripe age of 45 he was still younger than the larger...

3 years ago
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Harold Plays The Hero

Copyright Oggbashan June 2001/July 2002 Minor revisions July 2015. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. None of this story has any relevance to a historical India. It is a fiction based in a mythical country which is one character’s imagination of what India might seem to...

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Christmas Hero

I wrote this story shortly after Christmas of 2102. It is a work of fiction. Names, places and events are a product of my imagination. I hope you enjoy it for what it is. * When the IED exploded eight Marines of Lieutenant Karl Richart Schmidt’s platoon lay wounded and exposed to sniper fire from a group of insurgents hiding in the village. Schmidt’s instincts told him to remain hidden behind the low stone wall which the remainder of his men had taken cover. Then his training kicked in....

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Comic Hero

Growing up as a kid, I was mesmerized by Popeye, The Sailor Man. It was a collection of my grandfather’s comic books that I had inherited. It was a ridiculous cartoon strip started in the nineteen-twenties. In it, Popeye a spinach glugging nerd constantly saves Olive Oyl, an even more absurd looking creature from the advances of a gorgeous looking, butch hunk named Bluto. Even as a child, I was unable to understand why Olive would be distressed by the machinations of the uber-masculine Bluto,...

Gay Male
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The Holy Virgin Hero

Your name, is Fuckin' Savior Of The Land, Bitch. If this name is strange to you, then either get used to it or change it via the options over there in the right side. ---> The world you live in, is called Aria, named after the humble, noble, generous, incorruptible Queen Aria, founder and first ruler of this beautiful land before leaving behind a line of descendants to take her place. In this world, magic is real. Wizards, wands, witchcraft, mythological monsters, they're all real. Currently,...

Fantasy
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Adventurs as a Super Hero

your name is John Doe you were in An accident in a laboratory resulted in you gaining amazing skills and strengths - but also means that a secret government organisation is out to kill you! You must keep your identity hidden to the public, whilst also be using your powers for good! your superpowers are Super-Strength - Your powers mean you're now the strongest person alive, able to hurl cars at fleeing bad guys, knock over buildings with your bare hands, and accidentally wrench doors off their...

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