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Nervous. Of course I'm nervous. Not nervous, sweating, terrified, petrified. Why would I do this to myself oh why? I know what happened last time. I know it went horribly wrong so why oh why am I doing it again? I can't do this. I told her I was going so I have to but why? Last time I felt as if I would die at any moment and I don't want that. Not anymore. Well I guess I'll have to go. I'm almost in tears, the salty droplets just brimming my eyes making them tinge with pain like I haven't had sleep which of course I haven't. I stayed up all night worrying. Not worrying. God no worse than worry...
Topics In Modern Imprisonment
Jude stumbled across the book while cleaning out his attic. Checked out by his mom. Due fifteen years before. The name of the library branch on the spine and the title page were both worn away and unreadable.Hoo boy. It wasn't enough that he had to clear out the whole house right after his mom's funeral before he could sell the place – now he had to return a book to God knows what library branch and pay God knows how much in fines? Great.But at least it was an excuse to get out of that dust-filled attic. He climbed down the ladder and shut the hatch, then jumped into the car without bothering ...
The Book of Ancient Magical Creatures
Usually, I have the Nox Caelo Public Library closed and locked up at 7:00 pm, but tonight is different. And I don’t just mean the unusual number of people who came in asking for the book “The Book of Ancient Magical Creatures” which the library has no record of. And I don’t www.onedoor.ccmean the blood moon either. I mean the bookcase in the kid's section of the library where all of the books were not only taken off the shelves but hidden all around the library.I sigh and pull a copy of “Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone” out from underneath a bean-bag chair and continue my hunt for the last five missi...
Never dig your own grave
Content Warning- Violence"Oh God not again, I Can't take this anymore"I jerked awake, the room was dark, and the Rileys were yet again yelling at each other. They were bursting out loud at each other. It was 2 am, yesterday it was 3 pm and went on till sunrise.I stood and ambled, dazed and sleep-deprived. I stormed towards the window and the Rileys windows were open too, and I could see them yelling at each other one by one, Maureen picked up the beer bottle and thrashed it onto the floor, and Kit did the same with the bedside lamp.Excuse me! I have work tomorrow. Can you please stop fighting?...