Ex Servitio_One Wish_Camping Trip_Another respectable piece of my heart
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Ex Servitio
Lil let out the smoke she’d been holding in, the buzz warming her brain. “I’ve always tried to do the right thing,” she said.“I know, I know,” Viv answered before taking a deep drag from the pipe. She continued, her words muffled by the clouds of smoke that carried them, “That’s why I know you’ll do the right thing now.”Lil ran her fingers over the patch on her sleeve; a seven-pointed star inside a circle, with the letters “CM” in the center. Below that, a patch with two parallel stripes crossing a third that sat at sixty degrees oblique designated her rank as servus inquisitor. Two simple pa...
One Wish
Her heart began to race, her hands began to sweat. The world felt as if it was shrinking beneath her feet and above her head. She quickly turned and ran home out of embarrassment as fast as she could. She whipped the front door open, rushed inside, ran up to her room and slammed her bedroom door so it would shake the entire house. As she sat down to read a book she heard faint footsteps walking up the stairs as each step creaked and dust flew out into the open air. There was a quiet knock and the door opened slowly. “Blair” said her mom in a soft voice, “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” Blair s...
Camping Trip
Becca:Yeah, I can tell you exactly what happened that night, but I don't know if you'll believe me.The day started out with Nicole, Debbie, Alyssa and me picking Lena up from the airport. She'd spent most of the summer in Europe, and since there were still a couple more weeks before school started up again the five of us decided to go camping together at my patents' vacation cabin in the woods. So we piled into my mom's minivan, which I had to beg her to let me borrow, and after scooping Lena up from the airport we headed off. I don't know if the others noticed or not but I could immediately t...
Another respectable piece of my heart
-I'm proud to say that I and my family, like all the British people for all the generations since we lost the second world war and were made to realise the folly of inequality and oppression in any form, are a proud part of the working class. Because it turns out, actually doing humble, generous work for other people and each other is what makes a people classy. We once had a reason to call ourselves great and united, and we still mostly are, even if our temporary bosses in sitting are very thick and bluffed their way through their hiwww.onedoor.ccstory classes (and perhaps ignored many of the other classes...