All the Things You Cannot Yet See_Love Me Once Forget Me Twice by MJ Palladino_Italian at Seven_Grea
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All the Things You Cannot Yet See
Dear middle school me,Let me spare you the suspense and come right out with it: fifteen years from now, you turn out to be pretty damn boring. Plain. Vanilla. Milquetoast. (But at least you know the definition of milquetoast now.) You're the type of guy to walk into the barbershop, not say a word the entire time, and leave with your usual crew cut. The kind of person whose pizza topping of choice is extra cheese. Hey, don't blame me. It's just the way things go. #sorrynotsorry (Oh, right. Hashtags are a thing now. Don't get too attached to Myspace.)Here's what I know so far.Your Elmer Fudd spe...
Love Me Once Forget Me Twice by MJ Palladino
Look at how its petals glitter in the sunlight. Look at how it raises its leafy arms in the air. Look at how, even though it’s different from my other plants, it is still just as beautiful.I was thinking about these things as I studied my succulent from outside. It was looking back at me through the window, seeming to be smiling. Meanwhile, I was wondering if that window is a good spot for this creature, for I was a self-proclaimed interior design specialist. My mind was busy brainstorming, I didn’t even notice that someone else was admiring my plant next to me.“It looks nice in that window.” ...
Italian at Seven
On February 15th of 1981 at Enoylno, Vertucky, Joey lies on his bed wondering if he’ll ever have a girlfriend, considering how www.onedoor.ccValentine’s Day had just passed. However, he certainly has this new desire that he won’t be the odd one out and decides that this year he’ll have a girlfriend like all his friends. On the same day, he sets on his journey to find a girlfriend.Joey had the desire of wanting a girlfriend, so he decided to approach the prettiest girl at school during recess. The prettiest girl's name was Jennifer, who was both very pretty and smart, and she was definitely at the top of hi...
Great Uncle Anton
“Are you sure I bought it?” queried Bradley as he stood and looked at the plant alongside the estate dealer’s delivery driver.“Yes sir. One Nineteenth-century French Louis XV Gilt Bronze-Mounted Side Cabinet…and plant.” The delivery man checked the manifest and double-tapped his pen on the sheet with a firmness that confirmed his absolute accuracy. “I don’t recall saying,” Bradley persisted.“It’s all here in black and white. Shall we take them inside for you sir?” Bradley scratched his temple and nodded his head. “Yes. The cabinet will go in the living room right there.” He pointed to where th...