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A Monster's Love
It’s never been easy for me to make friends. With my Mom searching for success and my Dad begrudgingly going with the plan, there’s never been time to settle down and try to make connections. My status at school was the weird artist loner who sat by herself and drew in her tattered red sketchbook. And to add insult to injury, Mom’s road to success was blocked by two obstacles: Not enough money and Dad’s inability to find a stable job. Since both parental units were busy trying to survive, they had little time to worry about me. There were no friends to turn to, no one to comfort me. I just sa...
The Eternal Promise
The strong winds that had started the evening before, continued on right through the lonely night on Hartford Lane. The calm of the next morning brought with it unhappy frowns on the faces of its inhabitants, who found their lawns and walkways in total disarray. It was there between the mess of broken branches, strewn leaves, old newspapers and a couple of flyers that had eventually housed themselves all around her porch, that Megan found the photograph. It was lying face down, somehow stuck to a moving company flyer; but it was the cursive writing that actually caught her eyewww.onedoor.cc, making her go i...
Islands
Islands Erskine KarlFucking Kiawah Island again, Andrea thought. Couldn’t they come up with somewhere new for once? Her family had been going to the same vacation place each summer since she was eight years old. The beach was pleasant, and you could ride a bicycle from one end of the island to the other, but that grew tiresome after two days. She had agreed to stay for five nights, cutting her time with her family short, but it would still feel like forever. She had arrived two days late, and her parents and brother had already slipped into a comfortable routine, which as usual, would exclud...
an introvert and an extrovert - still friends, just not talking
Maybe we could have lasted if you had different ways to cope.Maybe we would still be talking all day, good morning and goodnight texts, smiley faces, hearts, promises, hopes.Your honey-sweet words and thoughts traveled a long way to me, flying through state after state, sent only to me, and I would excitedly open every package. Every how was your day and stay safe, every tidbit of information about yourself, I would save in my precious storage room just for you.You said we would be friends forever.You said we would meet one day and walk through forests and have picnics and watch sunsets and ru...