Meddler Storyteller


“Are you okay?” Juju asked his friend, Jojo. Jojo shook his head and sniffed.

“No, my mother is very sick. I can’t stand looking at her like this… I’m… I’m so scared…”

“I know how you feel. It is sad,” Juju said as he put his hand on his shoulder. “You know, that reminds of a story of mine called ‘Sick Mother’ in which a mother decides to let herself die voluntarily because she hates her loser of a son so much.”


“What do you think about this, Juju?” asked Joja as she handed him a letter. Her hands fidgeted in the seat nervously.

“What is it?” Juju asked.

“It’s my college application. They asked me to write an essay. I feel very nervous and since you are a writer, I thought you could help me a little bit, you know, a little bit of advice.”

“It’s funny,” Juju said. “I once wrote a story of a girl who wants to go to college. It’s called ‘College Denied, Life Denied, Happiness Denied’. It is available for sale in last year’s March edition of Real College Students Magazine.”


“You won’t believe what just happened, Juju,” said Joje. “Our band is going to have an audition! With Boobu Records! I can hardly believe it! Our big break! At last! Damn! I’m so excited!”

“That’s so cool, I can’t believe it!” said Juju as he jumped for joy. “You know what I also can’t believe? That I once wrote a story you can find in the book collection Short Story Disappointment Collection Vol. 15 named ‘Creative Minds’ and it is about a band that gets a record contract but whose music loses all originality and uniqueness because they sold out to the industry. They end up being a joke act and everyone hates them.”


“Amy’s pregnant! She’s pregnant! I’m going to be a father!” Jyja shouted.

“Congratulations, man!” Jeje said.

“Congratulations!” Jaji said.

“Cheers! Damn… I’m tearing up…”

“How appropriate,” Juju said. “I just finished a story I named ‘The End of a Marriage Illusion’ and it is about a couple who get married, she gets pregnant, but then she miscarriages the baby and she ends up killing him and then killing herself because they truly didn’t like or love each other whatsoever. It was all a farce. You can find this story in the magazine Horrifying Realistic Tales.”


“My mother just died,” said Jojo. Juju stared at him for a few seconds and let out a sigh.

“Look… could you tell me everything about her? All the good things and all the horrible things. Don’t be afraid,” Juju said.


“I was thinking of making a story called ‘The Great Lies’ about a family who are very sad about a family member dying but at the end, they discover she lied about everything and she was deep down a very hateful, horrible person and I think your mother will be perfect as an inspiration.”


“I got accepted! I got accepted!” Joja said.

“Congratulations, sweetie!” Jyju said.

“Congratulations! Congratulations! Off to your life, then? We are really going to miss you. So far away…” Juje said.

“Wow!” Juju said. “I once wrote a story called ‘Far Away Where People Die’ and it’s about someone who feels very happy about going to a new place to start anew but ends up killing herself because she can’t deal with the pressure. She ends up hating her life so much. You can read this tale on the online newspaper, Hater Chronicles, but it is behind a paywall, so you have to pay $40 a month to read it!”


“Not well. They didn’t like the band. They said we were not good enough,” Joje said, with his head down.

“Sorry, man. Anything we can do?” Jyjaa said.

“No, I’m fine. Just gotta keep on trying, huh?” Joje said with a smile.

“That’s exactly what one of my characters says in one of my stories, ‘Forever Art’. He spends all his time doing what he wants to do artistically but he ends up dying without success or recognition because he doesn’t know that he sucks at music. His music is so awful and nobody ever tells him that.”


“Yeah. Just today, we found that they are twins and we didn’t expect that. It’s so strange and surreal, but so wonderful!” Jyja said. “I’m so happy! Free beers for everyone!”

“Thanks, man! Congratulations!” Bryan said.

“Incredible! This is just like the story I wrote about twins. It’s called ‘Growing Up Together’ and it’s about this guy who has twins but forces them to be in a cage and they end up transforming into this big, deformed, horrifyingly ugly entity and end up killing their own father because of how abusive and horrible he is.”


“I once wrote a story about these so-called friends that end up hating their super awesome friend who is a writer. I named it ‘Wonderful You’. This guy is a great writer but his friends hate him because he is so great at what he does. He always tells them about his great ideas but his friends never end up appreciating him whatsoever. They end up so angry and envious of him that they all gang up on him to tell him to never talk to them again. Of course, because he is so great it doesn’t bother him and he ends up rich and successful!”


“What’s new today?” Juju asked.

“Nothing,” Juju answered.

“Speaking of nothing…” Juju started.

“I once wrote a story…” Juju continued.

“…about an artist…”

“…who has no ideas left…”

“…no inspiration left…”

“…nothing to do with his time…

“…and I named it… I named it…”

“I don’t remember how I named it but it is so wonderful and perfect, like all my stories, and I am sure to write it any day now.”



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Eric S. V. B.

Eric S. V. B.

I like to write for some reason so I’m doing it here. I’ll try write something every day, and hopefully, get better at it.