Merry Freaking Christmas..._Together We Fall_Have You Seen Her?_The Book of Joe
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Merry Freaking Christmas...
It is December 24th, Christmas eve, and I am staring down a camel. It is just standing there in www.onedoor.ccthe middle of my destroyed living room, with one leg lazily placed on the broken glass topped coffee table. It is just staring at me with it's big caramel brown eyes, and thick brown eyelashes. It blinks slowly like it is questioning my next move. And it slowly chews on the remains of a paper plate, with a jolly Santa Clause on it. A party hat someone had hastily placed on the camel's head is now sliding off of it to the side, dangling just above it's ear. It looks at me as to ask how it got the hat...
Together We Fall
Moore shivered. His boots crunched through the thin layer of frost trampled on the ground, frozen mud clinging to their sides. He ached with weariness—and by the looks on the other men’s faces, so did everyone else. They had been marching for three straight days now; breaks were sparse and brief. Moore was growing tired of the sight of endless silver-fogged woods, the stagnant gray sky, the monochromatic foliage. The bite and chill of the winter air did nothing to help.Williams nudged him with his shoulder. “How’re you holding up?”“Great,” Moore replied, trying not to let his teeth chatter. “Y...
Have You Seen Her?
The sounds of the carnival music blaring, the parade of characters marching and dancing in the streets, and the caravan of floats driving by with people waving and throwing flowers gladened the heart of Beebee. The smells of all the carnival food brought euphoria to her palette; the different array of delicious fare all led to a stimulating experience. However delightful this all was, Beebee would soon regret her decision to come to the carnival. "Lucille! How amazing is this?!?" Beebee, still bopping to the rhythm of the music and eyes ahead of her, didn't get a response, "Lucille?" "LUCILLE!...
The Book of Joe
The Book of JoeLike most of the others, I go to the library to warm up. It’s an obvious sign that winter is coming. It’s not in your face, like snow, or frostbite, but if you go to library in the winter just before it opens, it’s usually the “temporarily experiencing homelessness” crowd that is milling about waiting for the doors to open. But for some of us the library is more than a warm, cushy seat.One of the things I like about the library is that you can pretend to be normal. If you don’t smell too much, your hair isn’t matted, and you got some new clothes from the shelter, you can pass, e...