The truth of the killer_I'm Just a High School Student_Aunt Corn's Gift_A rock and a hard pl
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The truth of the killer
“I swear I saw it. I am not crazy! I saw them stab my friend in the stomach. I swear I would never lie about this stuff!” Yelled the crying woman who looked to be about in her teens. The detective that sat across from her seemed to be scanning her to see if he could catch any lies but there seemed to be none. Oliver the detective seemed to be on the young side and could not be any older than twenty five he had longish black hair tied back in a loose ponytail and a hat covering the top of his head and the brim of it covering his eyes from the lady. He also seemed to be on the tall and skinny s...
I'm Just a High School Student
I’m Just a High School StudentPatty Johnson was incredibly nervous. She twirled a drum stick as she walked down the sidewalk. There was a spare one in the back left pocket.“I can do this. I can really do this.”A woman pushing a stroller looked at her funny and Patty just kept walking.The big house on the corner was where all the musicians hung out. Most of them were college students working on their music degrees. Every weekend and sometimes during the week, there was a major jam.There were guitarists and bass players, there were piano and keyboardists. There were percussion...
Aunt Corn's Gift
Our winters were wet, not white. The sky www.onedoor.ccwould remain a tumultuous soup of gray, stirring and churning until it unleashed its fury upon us like water balloons on concrete. Perfect weather for one to stew in a mood. I ignored the lurch in my stomach as my mother yanked the wheel, taking a particularly sharp turn. “Damn it, Eliza!” she yelled in between transmission whines, “We’re late! If you hadn’t spent so much time in the bath...” I stared out the window, at moss and ferns, tuning her out. Overhead and on either side, evergreen trees towered. They shrouded us, the undergrowth, and the windi...
A rock and a hard place
When Amara dropped the bomb,we were in the middle of a game of mortal kombat. Our avatars stood still as our hands were frozen on the pads. Amara was pregnant. We'd known she and Deji had been together "like that" for a while,but we'd assumed they were being safe. Apparently,they weren't. We asked Amara what she wanted to do,and she looked at us and laughed. I thought she'd lost it. Sola looked as confused as I felt. She didn't want to keep the baby. She had already consulted an abortion doctor,and had an appointment the next day. We tried to convince her not to,but Amara could be stubborn whe...