A scene from the movie Facory Girl

Andy bites his nails nervously, his pasty complexion is intensified by make-up he wears to cover his adult acne. He sits at the bottom of a grand wooden staircase covered with piles and stacks of books at various heights. Andy's bleach blond hair reflects the sunlight peering through the windows that provide the only light in the room. He stops biting his nails to twirl the phone cord around his fingers, "I Wonder if people will remember us?" he said in his monotone-like voice. "What, when were dead?" Edie replies, she's back at her loft in New York adjusting her crystal chandelier. Her eyes are covered in a massive amount of brown eyeshadow, her eyebrows intensified with a similar hue, although she is wearing too much make-up she still looks beautiful and glamorous. "Yeah," the monotone voice responds."I think people will talk about how you changed the world," Edie says, her voice is raspy, yet sexy and intriguing. "I wonder what they'll say about you in your obituary. I like that word." Edie lets out a small giggle at Andy's insignificant admiration of a word, has a seat and lites a cigarette smoking it as glamorous as possible. "Nothing nice I don't think." .. "Come on it would say Edith Minturn Sedgwick, beautiful artist and actress..." ..."And all around loon!" Edie interrupts with a small laugh. Andy continues, "Remembered for setting the world on fire..".."And escaping the clutches of her terrifying family..."...."Made friends with evveeerrry body and anybody.."..."By creating chaos and uproar wherever she went. Divorced as many times as she married, she only leaves good wishes behind," Edie laughs at her last installment and takes a drag from her cigarette,"that's nice isn't it?" "Well I hope I die first because I would be too sad if you died before me," Andy responds in a winy voice. Edie smiles again, unaware of how close her life is to the end.

the koala stalker

I must have been five or six years old when my step-uncle won a stuffed animal from a claw machine. It was the one I wanted and I remember being so appreciative of this gift. It was a creepy little koala bear, that sat on a set of blocks. Its eyes were a vivid green and made of the same thick plastic material that the balls from my hair ties were made from. I brought it home, and then brought it to sleep with me.
The next morning I woke up horrified, that thing, that sweet little koala bear had tried to kill me. I screamed for my mom and told her what happened in my dream. I had to go to the potty so I went to the bathroom, and when I switched on the lights, the koala attacked. It leaped on to me, and stuck its teeth into my neck. I was in tears and I couldn’t stop sobbing. My older brother over heard and wanted to comfort me too. “ Why don’t we just throw it in the trash, that way this can never happen.” My mother agreed and I remember chunking it with such force into the trash can. I felt satisfied and safe.
That night I had to go to the potty. I went to the bathroom, turned on the lights, and to my horror there it sat, looking at me with its stupid plastic eyes, waiting for me on the toilet. I screamed and ran out of the bathroom as fast as I could. Crying and scared for my life, I told my mother it had come back for me. And that is when I heard him, my brother, laughing hysterically, he was so proud of himself. He hadn’t been concerned for me at all. After I bravely discarded the koala, my brother went back and retrieved it. He knew I always had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and he wanted to make sure my dreams came true.
I’m not sure whatever happened to that koala bear, but I vowed never to own another stuffed koala again, and I never did.