Short Stories

A Scientific Adventure

Bir Bilimsel Macera

While presenting a hepatic cirrhosis patient to the professor, an internal medicine assistant was going to report that the individual had a history of frequently recurring epileptic seizures although the patient had not had any seizures for the past two years.

A Paranoia Story: The Yellow Chick and the Truck…

Bir Paranoya Öyküsü: Sarı Civciv ve Kamyon...

He wasn’t even eighteen back then. He would say, “I didn’t live my childhood at all!” if they were to ask. He began his life by polishing shoes, when he was just seven years old. He worked a number of various jobs. Apprenticeship at barbershops, seasonal laborer in Adana. Legwork at a teashop and whatnot.

Two Teardrops

He was four when his father committed suicide. It didn’t take a long time for his mother to leave him. During those days, his dear poor grandfather looked after him. However, the white-bearded grandfather couldn’t take financial difficulties for a long time; he had to send his dear grandson to his son who was living in Istanbul. To the uncle of the 5-year-old boy…

An Angry Man

He spent his childhood years on the third floor of an old, wooden building. There were many cats in the house… It took him years to understand that the elders of the house petted them with a great attention to make them catch the mice. However, while he was a tiny but a bighearted boy during those years, he believed that each one of them was a playmate. Until one of the orange tabbies mercilessly scratched his hand… After that day, the love was not pure anymore. It was tainted with fear.

Sadomasochism: A Devilish Set-up

He was shivering to the facial muscles. He refused the tea he was offered. He couldn’t even hold the cup.

Being the Lesser of Two Evils

The fat and short man had messy hair. It was obvious that hadn’t shaved for days. His teeth turned yellow. In short, self-care was a thing left in the past. With a hopeless tone in his voice, to the physician “Set me free of this trouble, and I will give you everything I have.”, he said. He put the key of his car on the physician’s table. That was the first thing he offered.

Gambling: A Spiritual Pus

He had been aggressive since his childhood. Nearly all his peers feared him. When unable to find to something to get angry with, he would turn to God. Aggression was virtually a hereditary characteristic passed to him from his grandfathers.

When the Wheat and the Chaff Become Inseparable

The destitute old man was telling the story with an honorable posture. But he failed to hold back the supplication in his eyes.

A Little Support

He was asked to see the patient in his bed. To that end, he needed to go to the burn unit of a massive hospital. So he did… The scene he was looking at was quite unpleasant. The unit was literally falling into decay. Water leaks on the walls and spider nets on the ceilings did not require a further analysis. It was simply a filthy place, and a burn unit had to have maximum protection against infections.

Being Stranded

The white ones revealing themselves from her long, dark hair, and the lines on her face didn’t let her conceal her age. Her main complaint was that she woke up very badly every morning. She couldn’t give a specific date for the start of this complaint. But she could guess the triggering event.