Southwestcontest Stories

It doesn't hurt, to be kind... -Short Story :)

A mother takes a final family vacation with her children to prepare them for an uncertain future.

Sometimes all it takes is the smallest of gestures.

A spirit with a dismal job decides traveling to warmer climes will cheer him up. An entry for the #SouthwestContest by Southwest Airlines

"Kiss, Marry, Kill Tate? It's your turn." Tate is a 16 year old girl who hates parties, but her outgoing friends lead her to one. That night they play a game of kiss, marry, kill but Tate's drink is spiked, causing her to black out. She wakes up in a van with a middle-aged, psychotic man saying she was now his daughter. She wants to break free but meets a boy named Finn, who is also held hostage. Finn wants to help Tate. But will she let him?

Macy hated flying. Everything about it, including the destination. She would have preferred any other form of transportation. Will her kindhearted seat mate change her mind?

My #2 entry in the #SouthwestContest about a tired mother that receives an act of kindness that helps her sleep deprived plane ride back home.

Aurora had searched all her life for a world where she could dance in the lights. After a heavy decision, she uprooted her life and began traveling the globe. Her first stop: Spain.

After her mother's tragic death, a sixteen-year-old girl travels alone on a plane from New York to New Orleans to meet her grandparents for the first time. She is scared and feels alone in the world until the young stewardess's unexpected kindness changes her outlook.

One of the best travel experiences that I ever had happened one day in Paris. My entry for the #SouthwestContest © All Rights Reserved - Charity Rue aka - Ruechari 2021

How can a tragedy be viewed as a triumph? Though he loves them more than life itself,Job, a father of three girls, has never seen himself as good enough to raise them. A trip home from the hospital after one of them gets sick, causes him to shift his perspective.

"Goodbye" I say to Jersey. Taking my first flight to Cali. Packing up, getting ready to go, leaving the only place i've ever known. Diving into the unknown. Opening my mind, allowing me to release this emotional flow. Taking a taxi cab, leaving this NJ life. Driving down the NJ turnpike, leaving the toxic town, called Bayonne. Arriving at the Terminal. Seeing the big screen in front of me. Showing me destinations, beyond my wildest dreams. In that moment, i could've chose anywhere to go. My soul saying to me. "Stay on the path of Luxury." I continue onward toward my destination, arriving at gate 23. I see the young women, coming out of the tunnel. Standing at her station, bringing her lips to the microphone, speaking. Her words burst out of the intercom screaming. "Now arriving at Gate 23, Southwest to LA." My mind filled with joy, hearing the aircraft has arrived, to take me to my dreams.

I was a stay at home mom in the small town.I was home alone one of the first times ever, I heard a LOUD: " BANG BANG BANG" I jumped nearly three feet in the air, my heart beat so loudly,I had never been so scared in my own home or heard such a loud knock in my life.A guy came back and handed me papers in a plain looking envelope.He explained to me that it was registered mail from the Judge Joe Brown show I was in shock. I went from a scared state to truly calm. A package for this young stay at home mom from a famous tv series was truly in my little hands that were still trembling from it all? I've always considered myself a happy go lucky kinda small town gal. I couldn't believe this though! A scout just happened to be at our local court in the middle of nowhere looking at cases in our town and took my case up for national t.v! My husband convinced me it was a WIN / WIN and told me to pretend it was just a vacation and away I went with my best friend. We flew from: Minneapolis to LAX in Hollywood California! The Hotel was to the nines, and the case went smoothly even Judge Joe Brown: found me without accountability. Returning home at the LAX I just stopped dead in my tracks at the airport,I pointed him out to my friend coolest vest ever! We walked closer and toward the overcrowded dining area, tables were full of leftovers, dishes, and garbage.He noticed me and cleared a table after he offered to share with us. He made room and we sat and talked, It was a most memorable travel experience for me. We both loved disc golf and I told him my little home in Minnesota was on disc golf course. Then this cool guy told me he had a private jet,he had thought I was a local movie star,he told me he designed his own denim up-cycled vest he was wearing. He actually told me he just got out of jail, was a musician our energy was electric, we connected at a soul level, I had never experienced prior to this act of kindness!

Johnathan had his first journey to Chicago after living for 7 years outside the country. He never believe in any kindness because what comes in his life is just his deepest nightmares, something that he never wanted to happend. He made his life as a photographer. He shoot any objects that feels all alone, just like him. Until one day, he almost got himself killed by leaving his heart medicine at his apartment back in San Francisco. Should he ask for a help? Or should he let somebody to help?

Wandering high desert roads and looking for rocks. The solitude is beautiful, but an afternoon visit with a local presents a whole new perspective.

Jasmine takes a dive off the deep in to confront one of her greatest fears: the ocean. A short story about fear and a helping hand. This is my submission to the #SouthwestContest Enjoy!

A young girl, Gabby Boykin, goes to Colorado on a family ski trip, but out on the slopes, she gets lost and is forced to do the one thing she hates most talk to people she doesn't know. It took this long and traumatizing journey for her to realize that people aren't so bad. That there are good people in the world and if she puts herself out in the world more often she can discover these kind people.

Sage might have lost his job, but that didn't mean all was lost.

just one common trip

People are escaping, in hope of a better future. Hope for better jobs and work. Hope that they can support their families. Still, it's hard to leave loved ones behind, and keeping in touch is hard, even with letters.