“COBRA KAI: SEASON 4, EPISODE 10, SCENE 13” By Jon Hurwitz 19325 Sherman Way Reseda, CA 91335 (555)555-5555 KaiCobra@Cobra.Kai CONTINUED FINAL ROUND Miguel kicks Robbie in the face, knocking him to the ground for the final point. REFEREE And the winner of the All-Valley Karate tournament, Miguel Diaz! The referee holds Miguel’s arm high…
Imaginations
With unrelenting sorrow, the man quietly laid down in his hole. His world seemed to unravel before him, and before long, he could not tell reality from fantasy. Imaginations ran wild, convincing him of that which likely didn't exist. Shovels above heaped dirt upon his body. The weight of it held him down as he…
Communion
With a sharp carving knife, the pastor sliced off a thick slab of the terrified man's calf as he screamed in agony. "Our Lord Jesus Christ, on the night when He was betrayed, took bread, and when He had given thanks, He broke it and gave it to his disciples and said, 'Take; eat; this…
Dog Food
The rain beat down in thick, heavy droplets sending small shocks of pain through the young man's broken and beaten body. The old man had left him for dead, but didn't count on the younger's resolved to push through. The young man dragged his own bloody body across the pavement towards the chain-link fence with…
Pretty Woman
Her skin was like cream, milky, and smooth. Her beautiful hair was painted a deep red that only seemed to accentuate and define her features. A floral scarf hung gently around her neck, barely concealing fresh shades of blue. Mark's hands trembled, and his breath shook erratically. She wasn't real, he continued to tell himself…
Shear Pruning
After many seasons of neglect, Fred had finally decided to get out his pruning shears and tidy up the garden. Long skinny branches had overgrown their welcome and extended this way and that. He spent many hours trimming until it was finally all done. As he picked up the brush, he found a finger laying…
Madness
He couldn't breathe as pain and panic engulfed his entire being. His throat seemed to close in on itself. It was dry, and he began choking. Thoughts swirled in his brain as the terror took hold, and he curled up onto the bed. He lay there alone as he drifted off into sleep.
The Civil Army
The Geek Fourteen-year-old Patrick ran through the woods as fast as he could, fearing the repercussions should he stop. Dry leaves crunched under his heavy, yet nimble steps as he hurried along. His backpack swung uncomfortably to the left and to the right from his shoulders as the books inside slammed around from the rapid…
Taradiddle Soup 