good post.

# MY ENTERY FOR: THE STEEM SHORT STORY CONTEST.

The day was #Saturday the 23rd day of the December 2017.
The incident took place in ecobank ATM machine.

I left my house  and went in search of ATM which is free from army of people in rush to withdraw money so as to purchase what they would need or use during the #Christmas since the next day is 24th and two preceding that has been declared public holiday.

As entered the bank premises, I lifted up my eyes only to see a see of people.
By their actions you may think the bank is about close and that moment is the time that one can get his money out of her.
People were shouting, quarrelling and arguing about who came first before the other.
There was great commotion.
I had no option but to join the queque.
Though is one which we usually see at filling stations during fuel scarcity or the one we do see in the Northern part of Nigeria on voting day.

Few seconds after I joined the queque, a woman in her late 30's came and quequed  at my back.
Few seconds later another 50 quequed up behind her.
Looking at my front is an endless line and at my back is a line that best imagined.
It was long, endless and increasing by the second.
As the people began to withdraw on after the other each man according to his need or according to what he has, I silently prayed that the fund loaded should not finish.
After two hours of queing, I sighted a friend in front of me. 
He called out me. I went to meet him and we exchanged pleasantries. As I was about to go back to my position, he urged me stay in front of him. 
Everyone at his back and in front of me protested. He held on to his position and said that I must queque in front of him. When they querried why that should be done he said that we came together. All who were at his back said they know when I came and if there is a help he wish to render to me he should abdicate his position to me. He obliged but then slipped his ATM card to me. The people said no that haven vacated his position to me he cannot make withdrawal neither can I do it for him.
As was about leaving the position to back to my previous position my friend simply started walking away. I beckoned on him not to make such a great sacrifice as we don't know if the bank employees will load cash into the ATM the next being Sunday, because as it stands the money in the ATM will definitely be exhausted.
Before I could finish he had gone.
Just then I got a text message on my phone. I brought out my phone and opened and saw that it was from him. The text read
 >send your account number to me so that I will transfer the money you will withdraw for me to you.

I did as was requested and he immediately transferred the money to my account.

Finally I got to my turn, but before I will insert my card someone pulled me from the back. I turned to look at whom it was only to see the woman that I had earlier told you that quequed at back in my previous position which is still far behind me. As I turned to Know why she pulled me she knelt down and said 
>Brother please I'm in haste, I need to go to the market to buy things we will use and before it will get to my turn the market must have closed.

I didn't know what to do or what the people may say. I simply nudged her to go on amist wild condemnation from others at my back.

She inserted her card typed he #pin and waited for reply to which she got known.
I had to check to see what the problem was and discovered that the machine has seized her card. 
I said madam *your card has been seized* and cold hot sweat ran through her body and in a quivered voice and tearful eyes she said:
>What will my children eat?

Great idea! Where can I pitch my story idea? In a comment under this post? I want to try my hand at this. What genre of narrative is needed? The one that I choose myself? I have a few ideas.

Ernest and Daisy left their cabin in South Surrey, BC at 4PM, with their self-driving long-haul truck, and drove South crossing the border in 25 minutes. At 7PM they were at AmerStuff warehouse in Seattle, where a sealed 53 foot standard container from Costco was loaded on the trailer. The container was to be delivered to the AmerStuff warehouse in San Fernando, near Los Angeles.

At 7:30PM they already were on the I-5 going south, the truck on auto-pilot. While driving in Washington State or in California, at least one driver needed to be in the cabin, but in Oregon, they both could sleep while still driving.

During the three hours that it took the truck to reach Portland, Oregon, they worked on the Truckoin blockchain, that they both created in 2018, on top of EOS. After four years, Truckoin had become the main payment platform for independent truckers as themselves.

After refueling in natural gas in Portland, they were back on the I-5
and they both went to bed.

Shortly before entering California, Ernest was awaken automatically. He sat into the cabin. Checking his messages, he discover a very worrying communication from his friend and colleague Tony.

James and Arthur were leaving work, when suddenly a giant earthquake shocks the entire city of Atlantis, leaving debris and dead by the dozens, they all frightened looking to help the wounded, find that now those who are dead turn into shadows seeking to steal their souls. At that moment they discover other citizens sheltered in small supermarkets much more frightened than James and Arthur, they come in and ask what happened? A girl named Amaia tells them,"We don't know everything happened suddenly, the sky went dark and trembled in such a way that it was disastrous, we don't know what to do. 

Suddenly, a reaper light appears and they are afraid of seeing a very stout and winged man and they ask who you are?, My name is Archangel Michael, and I am here to save humanity from your own fear sown by you, this is the end of time.

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The First Part Summary:
It was her boyfriend’s idea to celebrate Christmas in the Ice Palace, a fashionable modern resort on a remote island in Sweden. Julia did not like snow, ice, cold, gloves, scarves and hats. But Mark, love of her life,  suggested to “expand horizons” and paid for the trip with his new American Express. 
Upon arrival, Julia suggested that they go and make some pictures. She was an avid photographer and made sure she had the equipment to capture the Northern Lights, famous and magical Aurora Borealis. Mark googled and said that it is highly expected in this area in the end of December. 
After a short trip on a snowmobile they were on their own in a winter fairy tale. As far as they could see there was only sparkling snow with hills and dunes and high in the sky - lucky them- the Magnificent Aurora. Julia started to get the camera ready but Mark was quicker with his smartphone. “Say “Cheese”, babe”, he blurted out. 
Suddenly, a ray of green light shot from the sky. It lasted only a few seconds. But after they put their faces together for a selfie, the screen showed only snow. They became...invisible.

Thunder rumbled as I walked down the road towards the bakers shop. The stench of urine permeated every nook and cranny and I gagged as I tried to walk faster, my shoes squishing in whatever the liquid substance I was wading through was.

The baker's shop was at the far end of the road I was walking on, and it took me ten more minutes to get there. My mind whirled with the thought of going back home to face him.

Tonight was especially worse. My body still ached from the ordeal I went through when he finished with me. Sometimes I just wish I could be a normal boy, with the fabled white picket fence and a normal family. I fantasize that I was from a rich, loving and caring family, and they were looking for their lost son right now, because no matter what he says, I know he’s not my father. The complexion alone was a dead giveaway, not to talk of my weirdly blue eyes.

During one of his ‘episodes’ he let slip that I was a curse to him, that the gods used me to punish him, sending me down from the skies to plague his existence, so naturally he took his grievances with ‘the gods’ on me, painfully.

Rain splashing on me jolted me out of my reverie and I began to jog faster towards the bakers shop. The baker, Bobby was a kind man and he fed me sometimes when my ‘dad’ forgot to. I gave him the chip and he plugged it and deducted the bread amount from it.

‘How’s your old man?’ he asks kindly.

I shrug and he ruffles my hair saying ‘Better get going, this storm is gonna be pretty nasty’.

‘Sure bobby’, I say and take of down the street.
Thunder continued to rumble more fiercely and instantly I knew that this was no ordinary storm.

Nothing was ordinary anymore. Not since the appearance of the Immortals about seventy five years ago. Yeah, Immortals. Indestructible, powerful and everlasting, basically gods. A portal was ripped by a fringe scientist who was trying to figure out time travel. He weakened the barrier between the two worlds, cutting across universes to do so. The immortals, who had unlimited power took advantage of this weakness crossed over and subdued humanity pretty quickly. Within 30 minutes of their entry into earth space, the world leaders surrendered totally.

Nice post.good idea

It was a robbery case on the eve of 11th January, 2016 along Abuja Lokoja road  by a notorious robbery gang which led to the lost of many lives. It was that same day that Paul was on transit to Abuja from Lokoja after a bussiness meeting. Feeling pressed, Paul decided to ease himself in the bush by the roadside, ignorant of the robbery incident going on. There was a alert by some individuals and the police arrived the scene in pursuit of the robbers. There were exchange of gunshorts by the police and robbers. Unfortunately for Paul, he was seen in the bush and was arrested by the police as one of the robbers. He tried explaining to the police but his explanations feel on deaf hears. He puts a call to his mum and brother who is a priest informing them of his arrest.

Anna is a wealthy socialite who’s dating the governor’s son, Reggie. Their relationship is far from perfect though, as jealousy and suspicion drive them into a whirlpool of despair, often dragging friends and family into their problems. Most prominent of those affected are Anna’s little sister, Suzanne, and Reggie’s oldest friend, Hunter. As their inter-personal twister grows to a cyclone, a new threat grows stronger by the day. 

Soon, they will be tested to, and beyond, breaking point, as a web of petty squabbles explodes into a black hole involving betrayal, kidnapping, torture, and murder. Through it all, they will discover within themselves parts they didn’t know existed, and reach conclusions about themselves they were too scared to face, possibly changing the way they will live out the rest of their lives.

However long that may be.

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Nice post.

Just a thought - perhaps it would make sense to add the date, time and time zone to mark the start of the 4 days? I reckon that people here might have a rather large geographical spread.