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The Pond
My little brother, Carter, he always had the wildest imagination. I never blamed him- in a town like Bell Buckle, you needed one- but I never got it, either. Where he saw dragons, I saw spindly oak trees. Granite overhangs became alien hideouts. He’d try to include me in these escapades, and I’d play along, wielding my stick in whatever weapon-of-the-day was necessary. Yet I knew that world was never meant for me, and I felt that’s what being an older brother was. Making the fantasy last longer by fending off the real. He believed in superstitions, too. I’m not sure where he picked it up- bath...
Withchless
WitchlessAs soon as Ashlee’s mind became conscious; before her eyes even opened that warm Saturday morning, she could tell it was going to be one of those weird days. She felt it. Without skipping a beat, she turned on her zoning music and laid in bed for a few more minutes assessing her dreams, allowing her brain and body to catch up. “Ahhh,” she sighed, gently ripping the blanket off her to get up and start her day, “So what’s it gonna be this time?” She stretched her entire body right before it’s breaking point and closed her eyes. Slow and deep inhale. Pause; 1… 2… 3… Slow exhale. Of co...
ALN23061912RK
Something wasn’t right. The farmer’s marketwww.onedoor.cc buzzed around him, his arms heavy with his cloth totes filled to the brim. There’d been a lovely selection of candles this morning. Now he waited among the sea of humanity in the square for the curly-haired vendor to wrap his fresh-cut flowers. An acoustic band played in the middle of the market, twangy notes bouncing off tents and muddled with the voices of the crowd. He reached out for his wrapped bouquet with a smile while alarm bells rang in his head. It seemed like a pleasant day- from all the available information, it was. Yet every time he tur...
Aww-ooh-wooh-wooh
I must’ve been around eight weeks old when the commotion began. There were a lot of strangers visiting and our caretakers were having plenty of conversations with them. All my brothers and sisters, including me, were allowed outside to run and play freely in the yard when someone visited. There were eight of us with all sorts of colors. My mom was black with curly hair and my dad was reddish gold with wavy hair. In time, I learned that my mom was a Labradoodle, that’s half Labrador Retriever and half Poodle. It seemed like an odd mix, but she was very pretty. I also learned that my dad was a G...