Ricky and His Act of Good

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Ricky from the USA has responded to my offer to write a short story with him as the main character. He sent me a message where he told me a bit about himself, so here is the unique short story I
came up with. I hope Ricky and everybody else enjoys it!

He was wandering through the forest, armed and ready to shoot. Screams and growls came from the distance, making him feel his own heart beating hard against his rib cage. He knew he was close to finding his kidnapped sister, but that also meant he was close to the enemy. He didn’t know what weapons the creature possessed, so he could only hope he had enough bullets left in his gun to shoot it down.

A screech pierced his ears as a dog-sized monster jumped from his right, ready to attack him. It had sharp claws and teeth. He turned towards it and shot it down in a middle of a jump. The beast fell on the floor, and he stepped over it. If his map was not mistaken, he was near the clearing he was searching for.

Finally, he found it. On the clearing, there was a giant metal cage, from which the screams were coming. Not only his sister was in there, but other people as well, which meant that no one had found the clearing before him. He was the first one there. Despite feeling nervous, he also felt a bit of pride. None of the other heroes had reached this point yet.

Suddenly a giant monster dropped from the sky and landed right in front of him, blocking his way to the cage. It had dragon wings and a face of a tiger.

He lifted his gun and started shooting like crazy. The monster roared and breathed fire at him. He jumped to the side, and the flames missed him by inches.

“Richard!” someone screamed his name.

He looked up and saw his two friends running towards him.

“William! Edward! You came just in time! Help me out!”

The three of them lifted their guns and shot at the monster. It was not easy, because the creature was powerful and had many different attacks. It almost finished Edward off with a deadly swipe of its claws. Its fire was also intense, and there were several things the three heroes had to be careful with; the flames could easily hurt the captured people in the cage.

Joining forces and using all their skills they finally shot the monster down. It fell to the ground, and a key jumped out of its mouth. Richard grabbed it and unlocked the cage. Out came his sister and the other prisoners. Some of them ran to William and Edward, but the girl threw herself around Richard’s neck.

“Thank you, brother!”

He felt a tremendous amount of pride. He just saved several lives. The feeling was incredible.

“That’s enough for today,” Ricky stretched out and pushed away from his computer. “Level completed. And I was the first one to the clearing. Oh yeah.”

Feeling on top of the world, he jumped to his feet and grabbed the phone.

“Yo, Will!”

Hey, Ricky.

“I got you good, didn’t I? Got there first.”

Yeah, whatever. Those little beasts held me back. I bet you didn’t have to deal with as many as  I did.

“Of course I did. Let’s go out. I feel like going for a walk.”

I don’t know …

“Come on, you lazy fat-ass. Call Ed, and we’ll discuss the game. This monster was the worst one yet.”

Okay, meet you in fifteen minutes.


The three friends walked down the street and talked fiercely about their game while kicking trash on the pavement.

“I shot it down and kept shooting,” Will explained. “It felt incredibly good.”

“I didn’t have time to shoot at corpses since many living monsters were attacking me,” Ed snorted.

“Do you two seriously play this just for the fun of shooting?” Ricky asked.

“What do you mean? Of course, we do. Don't you?”

“Well, I like to think of it as doing it for a cause. For saving someone. For saving a life. It felt good when I released those innocent people from the cage.”

Will and Ed burst into laughter.

“You crack me up, Ricky!”

“You’re such a special case, Ricky!”

“What’s so funny about saving someone’s life?” Ricky asked coldly.

“Everything,” Ed shrugged. “Mostly the fact that it’s just a game and you pretend like you’re actually helping a real human being. I bet you couldn’t save a real life if your computer depended on it.”

“Ahahaha! Good one!” Will laughed even harder.

Ricky’s expression darkened. His friends teasing him like that when he said something honest, felt almost like a betrayal.

“I need to go,” he murmured.

“Ah, come on!” Will slapped his back. “You wanted to walk. Now let’s walk.”

However a couple of steps ahead they abruptly stopped. In front of them lay a man who, by the looks of it, fell off his bicycle. He was holding the back of his head, which was bleeding. There was a pool of blood on the pavement. The man looked dizzy.

Will and Ed stood there paralyzed, and all the color left their faces.

“Let’s just keep walking,” Will said.

“No, we need to help him,” Ricky kneeled down next to the man. “Sir, are you okay?”

“Ricky, please,” Will shook his head. His face turned green as if he was about to throw up.

“We need to close the wound,” Ricky mumbled, shrugging off his jacket. He pressed the material against the man’s head. “Call the ambulance,” he turned to his friends, his hands stained with blood. Will and Ed didn’t move. “Now!”

Finally, Ed took out his cellphone and dialled the ambulance.


A couple of hours later Ricky sat in the ambulance waiting room because he went with them as a witness when they took the wounded man to the hospital. He was still examining his bloody hands, and all he could think about was whether this was the blood of a dead man or a living one.

“Are you Mr Ricky?” a nurse asked when she peeked out to the corridor. Her gloved hands were just as bloody as his.

“Yes,” he lifted his head.

“Thank God you came by,” she said. “If he had been laying there for another ten minutes, it would have been over. He fell off his bicycle and hit his head on the edge of the pavement. If you hadn’t closed his wound, he would have bled to death.”

“So,” Ricky said slowly. “I … kind of ... saved his life?”

“Not kind of,” the nurse corrected him seriously. “You most certainly saved his life.”

She turned and left, while Ricky remained seated. His whole body felt weird from hearing that he had saved a real life. He didn’t feel like a hero, but there was something weirdly beautiful about the situation.

“Feels better than saving a thousand lives in the game, that’s for sure.”

He sat there for a long time thinking before he finally got up and went home. It was a day he never forgot. He went back to playing computer games, he wrote fantasy stories, as he loved to, but there was something about that real experience that changed his writing style and his whole perspective on life.


The End

Submitted: May 21, 2018

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Toxtix Scribblequill

Very nice! Definitely like what you did! Keep up the good work.

Mon, May 21st, 2018 10:08pm


Oh, that was a fast reply. Glad you liked it. You can share it and let people know I can do the same for them. :)

Mon, May 21st, 2018 3:37pm



This was a great idea of yours, Aleks. Well-written and an enjoyable read.

Tue, May 22nd, 2018 9:01pm


Thank you, Hull! :)

Tue, May 22nd, 2018 2:51pm

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