Finding a Friend_Timing is Everything_The Ultimate To-Do List_What is a family?
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Finding a Friend
Marigold was mean. Well, just a little. You couldn't blame her for that, she had been through a lot. She walked to school each day with her sister, Harper. Harper was nice. It was hard to believe they were twins because their personalities were so different. Harper drove her nuts, always being so kind and finding the positive of every situation. Marigold always ended up snapping at her sister and running home by herself. But Marigold had made a New Year's resolution to make new friends, and she knew just how to do it. She figured if she bullied them into becoming her friend she'd have lots. Sh...
Timing is Everything
Brian stood in the corner of the locally owned coffee shop anxious to try again. He looked at his note and reviewed each line to ensure all the possible questions have been answered. His mind quickly read each step and knew exactly what he meant. He rubbed his hand over the scarred flesh and bone on his skull. A nervous habit and ever-present reminder of what he lost. He sighed and pushed himself away from the wall. He walked to the bar smiled tightly at the young girl wearing the brown apron and hat of the company. “Good morning. How can I make your day a happily ever after?” she asked. He c...
The Ultimate To-Do List
Ten!I ran into the kitchen, made a peanut butter and tuna sandwich, and snarfed it down.Nine!Yuck, why did I eat that! I opened the fridge, grabbed the jug of milk, and chugged.Eight!“Great, waisted a second!” I rushed to my phone and texted Petunia: ‘U up?Seven!“Yes, coming over now!” She flew in by the window as I scrolled through my playlist on my iPod. “Why are you still using an iPod?”“Shut up," I said and slugged her shoulder, and continued scanning my playlist.“Well, I’m waiting,” she tapped her high heels on the floor.“Here it is!” I tapped the song.“Finally, you know, you should’ve se...
What is a family?
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same, except perhaps for the dark windows. She remembered the place as full of life, so vibrant and humming with the hopes and dreams of the youths who lived there. She put her hand on the gate leading up to the now empty house. The autumn rain had chilled it to the point where it stung her hand. She ignored the cold and pushed open the gate. It creaked and groaned, but it swung open surprisingly willingly. Before moving on she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She gathered her strength and opened he..www.onedoor.cc.